Bucky Barnes imagines

"I Thought I Lost You" Kiss ("Affection" Series)

A/N: Alright! First update in a few days! I'm getting ready to move in to my college dorm so I've been busy packing, but I got to write this tonight! Hope you like it! Oh, and I apologize for the kind of shitty ending. I'm a little bit tired. XD

WARNINGS: angst to the MAX. Fluff at the end.

Word Count: 1.7k (oh my lord)

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He didn't want me here.

I didn't care.

It wasn't because Bucky thought I was weak, or that I wasn't strong enough. He was scared that something would go wrong, something out of our control, and that I would get hurt... or worse, die. That was what he argued, anyway. But even if it was true, that wasn't a good enough reason for me to stay behind.

"This should be a fairly quick mission, if done properly." Tony walked towards where the rest of us were seated in the plane, as we made our way closer to our destination. "Just remember: we need to get that flash drive off of Calahan, at whatever cost. " His eyes turned to look at me. "Understand, Y/L/N?"

He also didn't want me here, but for different reasons. Tony was skeptical of me from the beginning, watching me carefully through my training and insisting that I was too young to be part of the team. Steve argued other wise, and ignored Tony's arguments that I would be killed the moment I stepped onto the battle field. And yet, three missions later, I was still alive.

Screw you, Tony Stark.

"Yes." I nod, trying to ignore the urge to add my own snippy comment.
"Good. Don't fuck this up."

I gritted my teeth as he turned and walked towards the cockpit. "What a dick."

"He's only trying to look out for you." Bucky's voice commented beside me, and I rolled my eyes as I adjusted my parachute on my back.

"No. He doesn't think I'm good enough." I reloaded my guns before putting them into the holsters attached to my thighs and my knives into my belt. "But I've been on missions before. Am I dead yet?"

"They weren't as high risk as this one is." Bucky argued as he loaded his weapons. His eyes focused on me as the pilots announced five minutes till arrival. "It isn't safe."

"This job isn't safe, Buck." I gave him a cold look. "I didn't sign up to be babied or put on the side lines. I'm all in. My job is to save people, and I'd put my life on the line if I had to."

"But you don't have to." Bucky's voice was almost pleading as he took a step closer to me, and cupped my face in his hands. "You can safe people in some other way... back home."

He leaned in closer, his forehead leaning against mine as his eyes shut. I stayed still in silence for a moment before pulling away and looking at him.
"You don't think I can do this." I shake my head as I take a step back from him. "You're just like Tony. I'm not a fucking little girl! I've trained hard, and I can do this!"

"Y/N-" He reached out to grab my wrist and I move another step back.

"Put on your oxygen masks and get ready to jump." Tony ordered as his mask covered his face. I reached down to my pack and put on my mask, my eyes never leaving Bucky's.

"I'm going to prove both of you wrong." My throat grew tight as I held back tears that desperately wanted to escape. "I'm going to get that flash drive... and then you'll see."

The door opened, and I turned on my com as I looked out into the dark sky, scattered with fluffy clouds. "Time to fly."

And without a second thought, I ran down the edge of the door and jumped off, beginning my decent to what would be the proof that I needed to make Bucky believe I was strong enough.
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Bucky's POV
As soon as we hit the ground, we split into groups to infiltrate the compound. I was paired with Sam and Steve, and we slowly began to make our way to the wall. "Trouble in paradise, Soldier?" Sam commented with a small chuckle as I watched Y/N walk away without giving me so much as a second glance.