Marvel Imagines

Bucky X Reader

Being an Avenger was not easy. Being a girl in and of itself is not easy. Put those two together and once a month it became pure hell. The good news is, they never schedule a mission unless absolutely necessary during that week. Thank god Maria Hill talked some sense into Fury. I mean what the hell would happen if you lost your temper and caused an explosion? Or even broke down crying during the mission?

You didn't deal with many cramps when Aunt Flo came to visit. You just had bad mood swings. It wasn't your fault. Blame your damn hormones. You, Nat, and Wanda had a code you would whisper to each other in the halls. Usually it was in a different language each time but it translated to the same thing, 'The crimson wave has hit.' Usually it all hit you around the same time, but this time yours was early.

"Малиновая волна ударила. Жесткий." You say to Natasha and Wanda in Russian as you flop onto the couch.

"Oh, shit. I didn't think you'd start for another few days," Natasha said sympathetically.

"What won't start for a few more days?" your boyfriend asked as he walked into the room.

"Nothing Bucky. Don't worry about it." You tell him a bit more snippy than you intended. You winced internally at it.

"Okay, I know when I am not wanted." Bucky answered sadly as he exited the living room and went back down the hallway.

"Черт побери. Почему я должен это испортить?" You mumble to yourself, slipping back into Russian, as you drop your head into your hands.

"(Y/n). Listen to me. It's okay. You did not fuck everything up. Just tell him what's going on," Wanda tells you.

"Yeah? And put more things to worry about in his mind? I don't think so. He has enough to worry about without me telling him I am bleeding profusely from my uterus and have the temper of the Red Queen right now," You tell her quickly.

"(Y/n) He has made a lot of progress, I think he can handle it." Natasha tells you insistently.

"And what if he can't? I don't want to be the cause of another setback for him. I can't do that to him. I know we have only been dating for a few weeks but I do like him y'all. I really like him," you tell them, tears starting to form in your eyes. "See! I am a mess right now. I can't put that on him. Not yet."

"It's okay. We get it. Just think about it. He will also begin to worry if you keep snipping at him," Natasha told you.

"I know... I just need to think about this." You tell them as you lay down on the sofa. Your legs are facing the two girls.

"Honey, I hate to tell you this... But you bled through," Natasha said sadly.

"Oh fucking hell! It's only been an hour." You say as you get up and march angrily to your room. You decided to take a shower. You didn't care if you had training later. You wanted this blood gone.

You emerged about 20 minutes later. You got your shit situated and put on a pair of black leggings. This way no one would see the blood if you bled through again. You threw your hair in a bun and put on a sports bra and went to the training room. You could practice your powers some in here, but not fully. You could control water, but you were still learning. Today you were to train in hand to hand combat.

You entered the room and saw Bucky stretching on the mat waiting for you. You felt terrible for what happened earlier.

"Hey, I'm sorry for snapping at you. I was just frustrated with something," you say as you walk closer to the mat and sit down and start stretching with him.