Friends With Distance || Bucky x Reader

Chapter Nine

A/N: Over 1200 words and another possible trigger warning with fighting and mentions of blood/bruises

The Winter Soldier grabbed the knife out of your hand and threw it into the wall behind you. He grabbed you by your wrists and slammed you into the wall, beside the knife. He deeply groaned and picked up the knife, throwing it into the air and catching it again, attempting to cut you. You dodged every move, he knelt down and as you leaned over, he sliced your wrist. You winced yet stayed up right. You kicked him in the balls and as he fell down to his knees, you jumped, holding onto his shoulders and threw your body onto the floor causing you to throw him onto the floor, in front of you. You sat on his stomach and grabbed steve's shield, holding it down onto his neck.

You asked Steve for your journal. He handed it to you and you opened it to
where you had left off, "I want it all tp be as imagined. I want him to be as I imagined. Not an army brat like me, yet still the trusty, tough, fighter that I have grown to know and love. That's the James I know and wish to meet. I have secrets and I'm sure he does too. But, i will always be by him, no matter what because I know he would be by me no matter what as well." You closed the book and looked down at the man below you who continued to blink vigorously.

"Steve?"

You heard the calm and familiar voice and you removed the shield. Bucky smiled up at you and you quickly got off of your best friend, seeing how inappropriate the idea was. You helped him and as he stood, you embraced him in your arms while a smile grew on your face, until--

You felt a cold hand on your wrist and realized your fight wasn't finished. The Winter Soldier, flipped you down onto the floor from your wrist. He got on top of you and began choking you with his left arm. The strength of the metal tightened, as a controlled machine would and it became harder for you to breath.

"You..stubborn..bastard." you managed to speak out.

You used your foot to kick as his stomach and the other to kick at his throat again. He let go and you ran to take the knife on the wall again. You threw it and it landed in his bicep again, near the bullet wound. You gave in and called for Steve, he used his shield and threw it at the winter soldier's metal arm, at the same time in which you threw a small disk at the prosthetic. The disk sent a shock wave, causing it to glitch and slow down, making it difficult for him to move. You jumped up and wrapped your legs around his neck, using all of your strength, you threw yourself to the floor, landing on your hands and threw your legs behind you, the man going again. He fell into a wall, leaving a wide dent. You cursed under your breath, growing tired of the continuous battle and your open wounds.

You told steve to run up to your room and get a syringe from your desk and then to get you the red book. You continued to fight off the altered man as you saw Steve disappear up the stairs.

Steve's POV

I ran upstairs and into (y/n)'s room. I rummaged through her desk drawer and found a syringe, half full in a corner. I took my chances and ran back downstairs and into the dining room, I grabbed the red book with the black store and sped off into the living room, throwing the syringe into (y/n)'s hands quickly.

"Okay, open the book to the page of whatever shit they use for his mind, the words."

I followed and saw her battle the strong soldier.

"Okay, I'm there!"

"Good, now read me the words as fast as possible!" She screamed.

"Тоска, ржавые, духовка, рассвет, семнадцать, доброкачественные, девять, возвращение на родину, один, грузовик." I spoke.

(Longing, rusted, furnace, daybreak, seventeen, benign, nine, homecoming, one, freight car. )

I watched as you nodded and yelled the words in the reverse order and the man stopped in his tracks. You immediately jumped onto the man's back and stabbed the needle into his neck as perusal.

(Y/N)'s POV

As he fell down, you quickly dropped down fast enough to catch his head. You figured your theory had worked and you were proven correct once the body spun back to life and no more darkness laid in his eyes. Your reflex caused your fist to ball up and hang above the man's face. He flinched and took a hold of your hand.

"Bucky.." you smiled and got on top of him, wrapping your arms and legs around him.

"I really missed you."

You felt his smile and he replied, "As did I, you, love."

You smiled and remembered about his wound.

"Shit! I forgot, we have to clean your arm up again. I cut you and the bullet wound may be opened again as well."

You immediately stood up and grabbed his hand to help him up. He chuckled, "what?" you questioned.

"You're quite the badass."

You rolled your eyes as your cheeks turned a light tint of pink and you helped him to the bathroom.

Once you arrived, you sat him on the edge of the bathtub and went to get the first aid kit under the cabinet. You took off his shirt and tossed it onto the floor. You took off the bandage of the previous wound, which opened again and applied a new one, along with ointment and longer bandage for the knife wound. As you finished up in a room full of utter silence between the two of you, Bucky spoke,

"Shit, doll. You're bleeding much worse. Your hands and your wrist !," he quickly stood up and sat you in his previous spot. You took off your fingerless gloves that have helped you fight through the years and rolled up your sleeves. You had scattered bruises and smudged blood everywhere. You looked up at him and he looked upset.

"Hey, no. You didn't do this. It wasn't you. This is Hydra, not James. Plus, I am a fighter, remember? I'm used to this effect on my battles." he ignored you and continued cleaning your arms. You got off of the tub and kneeled down in front of him, "hey, look at me, buck."

His blue, ocean like eyes, looked up at you and you couldn't do anything but embrace him in your arms. He held you tight as you did, him.

"It's okay, James. I'm okay and so are you. Steve is okay too. You didn't hurt anyone, I got you." you continued to hold each other as protection. After a few minutes, Bucky pulled away and looked into your eyes,

"I absolutely love you, (y/f,m,l/n)."  He gave you a small smile and you watched as his eyes gravitated from your eyes to your lips.