Mosaic (Bucky Barnes X OC / Winter Soldier x OC)

Chapter 17: Valeriy Ayers - Fluffy Fluffy Blankets (Part II)

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"Talk to me, Bucky.... Please?"

He mumbled something under his breath, his eyes falling shut. The slightest weight leaned against my hand, but I couldn't be sure. It could have been just my imagination.

"Hmmm?"

His lips parted, but before his voice could push through, the sound of an engine caused both of us to almost jump.

Sparks, gunning straight for us.

'Oh shit. She's pissed.'

Another flinch from Bucky had my hand retreating in an instant, as he backed away from me. Or maybe it was the speeding car.

"Don't want to go," he said so softly I doubt it could be counted as a whisper.

Quickly, my hand found his, before he could go sprinting into the woods. Though there was no possible way for me to stop him from running off.

'...So maybe they weren't attacked...? The fuck is going on?'

As brakes screeched through the air, I turned to face Eve's top Puppet.

"That was dangerous!!" Sparks yelled, getting out of her car and slamming the door shut with a temper that's rare for her.

I guess I wasn't the only one he scared the shit out of....

My hand shifted and I knew Bucky was half hiding behind me. No way in hell could my frame completely hide his massive bulk or his height. Still, I sidestepped the bit to stand completely between the two of them.

"Sparks, calm the fuck down. Let me talk to him," I told her.

With a sharp huff, she flipped her chin length hair out of her eyes and crossed her arms. "Fine."

Even with the childish gestures, those long limbs of hers kept a modelesque air to her. She slumped back on her car and still looked picture perfect.

Bucky shook his head when I faced him. I lightly squeezed down on his fingers, rubbing my thumb across his knuckles.

He shook his head again, practically curling in on himself. Smaller and less intimidating, or that was what he was attempting for.

"This forest is safe for only so long," I started, my voice coming out a whisper but booming in the silence and at his flinch. "You need to keep moving until you get to Gramps. If you don't want to interact with him, I can probably convince him to give you a bunch of space. Sparks can be trusted, Bucky. There's nothing I can do for you in person. Please go with her. It's safer."

He still insistently shook his head.

"Why don't you want to go with her?"

Those haunted eyes bore into mine through the thick silence.

"Don't leave."

His voice so small. Childlike in its pleading tone. He tugged on my fingers.

"I have to," I said. "Eve will have an easier time moving you around if I'm not there. You don't need this mess on your plate. You have way too much to deal with already. Plus it'll be easier to hide you without the threat of my father pawning you off to the highest bidder.... I don't know if I can do anything in time if he found about you before Gramps...."

The frown on his face grew with each word that passed through my lips. "What about you? You're not safe here."

"I'll be okay," I assured.