Sebastian Stan Imagines

«All We Do- Bucky»

Title: All We Do
WC: 1430

Warning: Drugs and abuse
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There we kiss and kiss. He just returned home to me from the war. He's all in one piece. He pulls away and rests his forehead onto mine. I have a smile so wide. He then reaches into his pocket. He drops down on one knee.

"Kylie, will you marry me?"

••••

There we kiss goodbye as he heads towards a flight to Vegas with his friends whom are Steve, Sam, Bruce, Tony, Clint, Thor and that's it. I stare as they walk away. They better play it safe over there. Why do they have to go to Vegas for some bachelor party? I find it safe on the ground we have. I find it better but then again all we do is hide away. He might as well leave.

••••

There I clean our home, months after the wedding. I had gotten home early from work so I decided to go into the bathroom to clean. I start with the tub and start to scrub away on it. I wipe my forehead and managed to get a headache from the bleach. I walk over to the medicine cabinet and look for the Advil. I look and then I found some prescription bottle. I pick it up and look at it. I pick it up to find the name of James Buchanan Barnes. I pick my phone up and hit the app to google. There I look the drug name up. My heart drops as I find out shortly it's a really addictive drug. I dropped my phone. I hold the drugs in my hand. I look at it. What is he doing with these?

The front door opens and I hear Bucky yell he's home. I hear him walk towards the bathroom. He soon arrives in the bathroom. My eyes move away from the drugs to him. I show them to him.

"What are these?" He stares the drugs then to me. I feel the tears in my eyes. He better not lie.

"I've been stressed lately and my therapist recommended them," he lies. I cringe at the lie. It breaks my heart.

"Bucky these are painkillers. I looked them up. Now I don't want to see them again." I walk to the toilet.

"No!" He screams. I open the toilet lid and open the bottle. He runs over to me to grab them but I pour them in the toilet. I flush them. I look at him. Tears about to fall. I shake my head at him. I have fallen in love with a man who is now addicted to drugs.

"I don't ever want to see them again. I don't ever want see them. I love you and I don't want you to be the other way round. I want you the way you are." He stares at me and smacks me.

"You don't love me," he spoke through gritted teeth. Tears fall from my eyes. I have been hit worse but I never thought he would do it to me. It feels worse when it's done my him. I look at him.

"I love you more than ever! I did this for you!" I pushed him out of my way. He grabs my wrist with a strong grip. I look at him and try to rip my hand out of his hand.

"Stop lying to me!" I rip my hand out as the tears fall harder.

"Bucky, I love you more than ever, that's all we do until now!" I yell at him. Tears fall as I feel as if I have failed today. I have failed him. I failed him to make him do drugs.

••••

I've been the right way up when all I want is to be upside down. Doesn't make sense but to me it feels right when everything is upside down unlike this. I stand up from the couch. Bucky has left to work. It's been a year since I've found out. We hardly talk about the drugs now. We act as if everything is normal but something about him isn't right. I can just tell, after all he is my husband. I walk to the garage door and open it. I turn the lights on and head towards where printed photos of our wedding should be. I arrive and look around but can't seem to find them. I noticed they seem to be spread out on Bucky's work desk. I pick them up and wonder to why they're all spread out. Then I notice the box under the desk. I grab it and pick it up. I open the cap and gasp. I close it. I look towards the shovel on the wall.

••••

Bucky drives his car in a rush. He finally realizes he needs help. He drives as fast as he can to get to home but he suddenly hates the fact they live in the middle of the woods. Of course Kylie was the one who picked the location of the house. He arrives and walks towards the garage. He looks for the box under the desk to find it gone. He realizes Kylie has the box. He runs in the house and calls her name to find her nowhere. He walks out the house onto the back porch.

"Kylie! Where are you?"

••••

There she walks with the box in the backpack and a shovel in right hand. She arrives to a creek in about twenty minutes. She drops the bag and starts to dig about teen feet away from the creek. She digs a hole big enough for the backpack. She finishes and put the backpack in the hole. She fills the hole with as much dirt she can. She finishes he job and walks towards a log that is near the little creek. She sits down on it. She closes her eyes. Tears fall down. She couldn't believe he still did it even though she plead to him to stop. It pained her think of all the lies he had told her.

The lies made her think of the good times. She feels her phone go off from someone trying to reach her. She pulls it out to find it to be the man she loves. She let's it go to voicemail. She looks up and towards the creek. She stands up and grabs the shovel. She starts to head towards her home and her lover. As she walks to thinks of all the different times she has walked.

One, on her first date with Bucky. Two, fifth anniversary of Bucky and her and they took the same walk. Three, in airport when he was sent to the war. Four, walk into the airport to Vegas. Five, the wedding day that changed both of their lives. Six, walking to the creek to get rid of something she never thought she would have to do. Seven, walking to her home in fear of her lover.

There she hears the man of her life call for her. She soon arrives out of the woods. The man notices what she holds in her hand. He knows what she has done. Something he knows is right, deeply. He walks up to her and the tears on her face are notice. He arrives to her and she drops the shovel.

"I can't believe you. I asked you to stop and you continued," she sobs. He wraps his arms around her. She wraps her arms around him. The tears get into his darken blue eyes. They shortly leave his eyes right after.

"I need help." She pulls away from the hug.

"I will give you all the help you need, rehab, anything... I want to wake up with you alive in my arms in the morning, that's all." The tears fall down even more. He lets go of her and reaches into his back pocket. There he pulls the help center for drug addicts like him.

••••

There he arrives home from six months of treatment. There we kiss from missing each other. He has a smile so wide.

"I promise, I will stay home this time." I kiss him once more.

Six months later and I find myself three months pregnant. Bucky builds a sandbox. I stare at him. Ever since rehab, all we do is hide away. I love him and I am not willing to give him up to drugs. I have smile so wide. This paradise, something I don't want to lose. I look at the time. I stand up from the chair.

"Hon, you want a ham sandwich for lunch?" He looks up from the box and wipes the sweat from his forehead. He smiles.

"Of course."