Marvel One-Shots! <3

Your Winter Soldier

Author: contrygal7

Reader Gender: Female

Word Count: 789

Warnings: AGNST.

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"You have to go get him Buck." Your breath sticks in your throat. The fear flashed against the darkness that shined in his steel grey eyes. He, of course, knew what you were insinuating.

Your face contorted, knowing full well that not only have you lost the love of your life, but you were about to send in the sad tormented soul to do exactly what you couldn't. But you needed him back. Nothing else mattered.

It never did.

If only you'd listened in the first place.

His mouth twitched only for a moment as the fear reestablished itself on his aged features. His head fell as he sputtered "I know. But I don't want to do this, (Y/N). I promised him I wouldn't do this. Not again." His eyes hallowed and he actually looked his age.

If only for a moment; his body crumbled to the floor. His tattered and broken soul laid out on display for you to use. The good, broken soldier once more. His eyes were empty when he looked back up into your eyes, awaiting orders.

A silent tear fell down your face, voice broken and curt as you mumbled "Longing."

His eyes then met yours, and you knew what he was thinking, you could always tell what he was thinking. His voice never wavered, taking on half the battle for you "Rusted."

His eyes burned with determination, causing your voice to waiver slightly but continue on "Seventeen."

Your eyes were swimming, view blurry through the fallen tears. His voice, benevolent as always caused your lip to tremble "Daybreak."

I need to do this. Steve needs me to do this. And as if on cue Buck's lashes fluttered against his cheeks. His eyes closed as he made a breathy promise "It's okay (Y/N). I'm going to get him back." Your brows snapped together, it really was a testament to your friendship, here he was returning back into darkness. For you. For Steve. You never loved him more than in that moment. His determination gave you solace "Furnace" even if it was only momentary.

The change in him was subtle, His eyes were still dark and demanding, still Bucky. But the rest of him was changing, you'd never actually seen the full transformation, must less be the one causing it.

"Nine."

His eyes never left yours. A testament to his unwavering strength. A promise was a promise, and he was taking care of you. The only way he knew how. By becoming his own worse nightmare. Your eyes bored into him, willing his strength to be your own as your voice faltered "Benign."

A soft smile graced his lips, it wasn't a happy smile, it was a comforting smile. Nothing he did ever made much sense to you, but this time. It just worked. Only Buck would stand toe to toe with a tiger and smile. The absurd man's pledge caused a half smile on your face, "Homecoming" but it didn't stop the scratchy feel in your throat.

Your head fell, a hand lifted to your cheek. Angrily wiping at the irritated red marks there. You didn't dare look up. You didn't want to watch this part. You couldn't. He shouldn't have to do this. It's all my fault. New tears, irritated yet soothed the wet skin of your cheeks. A sob escaped your throat. You whimpered "One."

As wholesome as the first time he'd met you, his touch was soft on your skin. A brush against your arm, as he pulled you into his heated embrace. His muscles were shaking. His own psyche fighting against the change inside him as he moved helplessly against you.

His lips were soft and damp from his own tears against your forehead. You pulled his face down to your own as you demanded "Don't just bring Steve back." His eyelids drooped with emotion, as he looked down. You pulled his eyes back up to yours once more, needing him to not only listen to you, but to hear what you were saying "Please James. I need both of you."

His eyes flickered with hope, only for a second. But it was enough. He heard you. He leaned down and gently kissed the side of your mouth. The corner of his mouth quirked up, his lips trembling along with his body as he declared "I'll see what I can do."

You kissed his head once before backing up. Your eyes locked on his as you concluded "Freightcar."

Within a moment, James Buchanan Barnes was gone.

Your head raised, voice level, "Ready to comply?"

A small nod was all you needed.

"Go get my husband."