Imagine x female reader (Y/n)
I wrote this when I was like 14 I'm sorry if it's confusing don't expect Brontë
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A very boring, over worded, written-like-a-child, promise-my-writing-is-actually-better-than-this, summary withou...
It had been 27 days and still no sign of y/n back. The last month hadn't gone by quick at all, I just sat beside her hospital bed, all day, all night. Just waiting to see if she'd wake. But she didn't.
She'd been asleep for 648 hours.
The rest of her family and friends came, but went in the matter of hours, asking me how everything was going and is she getting any better. My answer would always be "I don't know."
I questioned everyone that came to visit her room, wondering if they ever cared enough to stay a little longer like they had in the beginning, but they never did.
Steve and Tony would come every few days and the rest of the team came each week. Her school friends even came once, Keanu, Johnny, Leo and River, I think they were called; they weren't any good at this sort of stuff and they all felt intimidated by me, but I'd didn't really like them too much anyway.
Although, I did like Harry Osborn, he was nice to me and he was a good talker, he visited quite a few times a week. He was a good friend to Y/n, he told me all about there friendship, though it did make me jealous, it filled the silence I hated.
I always dreaded the day Steve made me leave her bedside, usually once every week, but he started to make me go home more and more each week. I couldn't bare the thought of leaving her side right now, I struggled to even go for a five minute bathroom break.
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It was just a normal day at the hospital, twenty seven days in, at 3:48am. I was holding y/n's hand and watching her with my tired eyes, just waiting to see if she's move out of her position she'd been placed in 648 hours ago. I was all alone like most of the time too.
All of a sudden the light in her chest and veins started to glow again.
I felt a slight squeeze in my hand.
She sprung up from the bed sitting up, taking a large breath followed by a few seconds of hyperventilation with her looking around the room untill she saw me.
Y/n's POV
As soon as I saw Bucky my face lit up and his lips curled to a large smile too. I reached for him and almost fell, but he caught me a pulled me into a tight hug.
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"I've missed you so much." He gushed in excitement.
After about ten seconds of hugging he released, leaving me to gaze at him in confusion. "How long have I been gone?" I croaked, my voice hoarse.
"Twenty seven days and three hours," He spoke without even thinking about it.
"Holy shit," I blurted. "Did I miss anything?" I gave a weak chuckle, making him smile again.
"You have no idea how much I've missed that," he paused for a second to savour the moment. "If I'm being honest you've missed nothing. Just me I hope." A small laugh left his lips, making me look down at them. My eyes darted between his tired bloodshot eyes and soft lips.
