Bucky Barnes imagines

Protect Her

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Reader, Bucky & Steve get captured by HYDRA. Steve treats the reader like his little sister because she's dating his best friend. So when HYDRA transforms Bucky into the Winter Soldier, Steve protects her. Bucky snaps out of it when one of HYDRA tries to hurt her, and then fluff ensues once they're back home.

A/N: Also, I watched the opening scene from Civil War to remember how the whole exchange with Bucky and that soldier went down. I didn't realize how someone speaking Russian could be so damn hot. XD I'm sorry... I'll stop now... Enjoy.

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My eyes flashed open, a cold sweat incasing my body as my breathing began to grow heavy. I winced slightly as a pounding ache became obvious in my head, and a small groan of pain escaped my lips. I tried to move my hands, but they were tied down onto the table I was laying on.

Where the hell was I?

"Y/N?"

I turned my head to the left to see Steve laying on a separate table in the dimly lit room. His helmet was off, his blonde hair ruffled from the mission we had been fighting in so hard only hours earlier and a thin stream of blood flowing from his nose.

"I'm here." I turned my head to look to my right, assuming I'd see Bucky right next to me, but I was greeted with an empty space. "Where's Buck?"

"I saw HYDRA take him somewhere separate after they got you." He grunted, as he attempted to break free from his restraints.

"They have him again..." I sighed softly, and closed my eyes. "Fuck. I promised him they wouldn't get him again. I promised him..."

"Don't do that." The rustling stopped, and I opened my eyes to see him looking at me. "This is not your fault. You hear me?"

"I wasn't there when he needed me." Tears pooled in my eyes and soon, they began to fall down my cheeks. "God... I can't believe this."

"We all signed up for this job, knowing the risks that came with it." Steve's voice softened before he continued. "He wouldn't want you to blame yourself."

Before I could respond, lights in the room flashed on, causing me to wince as a new voice began to speak.

"But I think it's fair to say she's partly to blame, don't you think?"

The tables tilted, so it was almost as if we were standing, and my eyes focused on a short man in a lab coat. His glasses were pushed up the bridge of his nose and a snarky smirk spread across his thin lips. "You weren't able to save your... lover from us, no matter how much you tried."

I gritted my teeth as I looked at the man. "Go to hell."

"Certainly... but not after I have a little fun first." He snaps his fingers, and a door from the side of the room opens. Two men thrust a third man through the door who's face was covered by a cloth bag, ignoring his struggles and pulling him through into the center of the room. The bag was removed and my heart broke when my eyes fell onto my defeated boyfriend.

His eyes were dull and his lip was bleeding from a cut on his lower lip. Bucky's hair was rustled and his overall demeanor was the exact opposite of what I was used to. And even more... his identity was stripped from him again.

Instead of his clothing from before, he was back in his uniform from his time as the Winter Soldier. His metal arm was on full display, the red star almost glowing in the light of the room. The same black jacket, with a multitude of straps and buckles, along with an assortment of weapons on his belt adorned his figure.