Bucky Barnes Imagine

Fears.

"I'm so done with these." you toss your pencil onto the table, your arms crossed with pouted lips. "Why is math so freaking hard?"

You look down to the papers scattered all over the kitchen island, you rub your temples with your fingers.

You were so focused on the work given to you by Bruce, you didn't notice Bucky that was standing at the entrance of the kitchen. "You alright?" you whip your head towards the source, Bucky in his black shirt and black sweatpants, his abs so visible through his skin tight shirt that could make any girl swoon, including you.

"Yeah, I'm good." you wave your hand in the air, reassuring that you were okay when you're actually not.

"I wish I could help you but I'm not good with numbers." he said as he filled up his empty cup with water.

"It's good Bucky, I can do this."

"Don't overwork yourself, you should probably get some sleep." he gestures over to the clock with his free hand, it reads 11.30 p.m.

"I will, soon."

Your heart racing a little as he walked up to your side, gently wrapping his arm around your shoulder and giving you a kiss on your hair. "goodnight y/n."

"goodnight Bucky." though he wasn't your boyfriend but you two had a lot in common, you complete him in everyway, he liked you a lot but he's scared that you wouldn't like a monster like him.

It was now half past one, you gather up all the papers on the table and tucking them in front of your chest before walking to your room. You shared a floor with Bucky in the tower, his room was next to yours, it was no surprise that the hallway would be in pin drop silent condition. 

As you walked pass Bucky's room, loud shuffling sound of the sheet heard from the outside. It keeps getting louder followed by a few thuds. You gently knock on his door, "Bucky? are you okay?"

No response, this time you knock louder. "Bucky?" you try to turn the door knob, it opens.

As soon as the door swing open, you see Bucky with beads of sweat running down his temple, tossing around on the bed while mumbling something.

"Get away from her--" you heard him saying, you gently shake his shoulder to wake him up from his nightmare. It was common for Bucky to have nightmares, you would always check on him when he has one.

He shots up from his bed, grabbing a gun from the side of his bed and pointing it to the wall in front of him.

"Bucky, it's alright now." you slowly lowered his gun as you softly running your fingers through his brown locks, calming him down.

"y/n--" he looked up at you with tears pooling in his eyes. 

"Wanna talk about it?" you carefully slip into his blanket, laying next to him while he lays on the crook of your neck.

"It's about one of my fears, it's stupid." he took a deep breath before saying.

"Everybody has fears and there's nothing to be ashamed of, for example, me. I have a fear of lightning, I jump every time it strikes but I'm not afraid to let anyone know." you said as you draw circles on his back.

"My biggest fear is losing you." he tilts his head up taking in your gorgeous features. "I don't know what I would do if I lose you, I need you here with me because I'm in love with you y/n. You might think of me as a monster and I get it because I am one but--" you press your lips against his, shutting him up, you never thought of him as a monster and you know you never will because you were in love with him too.

You slowly pull away for air while you place your forehead on his, "You're not a monster, don't you ever say that James."

Somehow he feels at peace when you call him by his real name, heart swelling even.

"I love you y/n." he said before drifting into dreamland again, you just stayed there the whole night to make sure he's alright.