All of Me for You || buckyxreader

Chapter 19 || Feel Something Else

⚠️ <it's some kind of warning, try to figure it out
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My eyes flutter open from my sleep. My body slowly starts to wake up, but still feeling a bit groggy from the long slumber. I slowly make notice of the large hand still placed on my torso.

Last night slowly started to come back to my mind as I piece them together in my mind. Each piece I connected I slowly started to remember and I start to feel uneasy again.

I wanted to move. I felt if I were to stay in his arms any longer I would've exploded. I couldn't tell if he was awake or not.

I slowly raise my hand to rest against his and my heartbeat quickened.

'Please dont wake up please dont wake up' I chanted in my mind. I use my elbow to push my body up from the bed as I use my other to pick his hand up and place it next to him. I shift the weight in my body and the bed dips and I hold my breath as I examine his face if he would wake up.

There's something enchanting when someone sleeps. They seem so peaceful at the time. AS if everything bad in their life left them at the time when they were asleep.

But we know thats not true. Because nightmares and night terrors exist. If they didn't I would stay in bed all day and hope to never wake up.

Some strands of Bucky's long hair covered his face and I sadly smile. In this moment he didn't look like the winter soldier, besides his metal arm, but I barely noticed it anymore. The picture makes me grow sad, knowing what he had to go through his life. I quickly and stealthily climb off the bed before I stared too long.

I didn't know what I would show if I did.

I meant what I thought before, but yet I still stared for a few more seconds before changing into a black tank top and gray sweatpants and leaving my room, clicking the door closed.

Hungry, I make my way to the kitchen and hoped none of the avengers were awake yet. I took a glance at the clock before I left and it read 4:30am. I know Steve and Bucky would be up soon to train together, so if anything I'll see Steve in the halls.

I hoped I didn't see him either though. I didn't need any judging eyes on me. They tried to put their good morals up front and cover their dark side with it. But deep down, deep deep down, I knew. I knew they were glad I killed him.

Whether they admit it or not is their decision. Yet, it might be better that they don't admit that to themselves. I don't know what it could change about them, and what it could change about what other people think about them.

I walk into the kitchen and to my demise, there stood steve in his skin tight blue shirt and gray sweatpants, making breakfast.

He hears me come in and turns around. "Goodmorning (y/n)." He smiles. I nod to him and he returns to making his omelet. "Do you want me to make you one?" He asks me.

I sigh and contemplate the idea. I was hungry, and they didn't teach you how to cook in the HYDRA base.

"Yeah, I'll have one." I replied. He takes the omelet already on the pan and places it on a plate and hands it to me with a fork. I thank him and start eating. "You wanna train with me and Bucky today?" He starts making another omelet.

I mentally groan, realizing I can't escape the situation. He did offer me an omelet.

"Um, I don't know." I say with a mouthful of eggs. I really didn't know what I wanted. I needed to get back in shape, because god knows Covard kept me to atrophy in the cage that is that cursed house.

I take a few more bites and give him a real answer. "Alright. When are you guys training again?" He places his second omelet on a place and puts a cover on it. He takes some more eggs and starts making another omelet.