Random Imagines {REQUESTS ON HOLD}

Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier {Requested} (smut)

For Winters_Soldier

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"Bucky?" you called. Steve came walking out of the room down the hall rubbing the back of his neck. You looked at the blond with a question written on your face. He just gave a sad smile and sighed.

"No luck at all. They said that the last resort is anything you can do. He was the closest to you." You nodded, running a hand through your hair.

"Good luck, (Y/N)," Steve said. A man in a lab coat left through the door and you went in. The former loving and caring James Barnes was replaced with an unkempt robot with dead eyes and a fake arm. You didn't say anything, just pulled a chair from the wall to across from Bucky's.

"Hey, I'm back," you whispered, holding out a hand. His eyes followed your fingers, which moved towards his cheek. You allowed yourself the simple motion to brush away some of his stray hair, but your fingers brushed across his cheekbone. He visibly flinched, but relaxed while you slowly caressed his face. His blue eyes lightened and you smiled, or at least tried. While he got used to the feeling of being touched you watched his metal arm twitch. He had been reprogrammed so he wouldn't ever be touched non-hostility, or at least that's how Steve explained it.

"It's a little bit crazy, you know? All of us. You, me," you continued. Talking to him might help, you didn't agree, but you could try. They were going to freeze him again if he didn't start responding without punches. The only two people Bucky could even be in a room without killing were Steve and you.

"We could help you," you said, your finger's trailing his lips. All you wanted right then was to kiss him, to feel his warm lips against yours again. You considered it for a second, you had nothing to lose. Slowly standing, so you wouldn't startle him you moved to the double sided glass wall and tapped. Your earpiece crackled to life.

"Yes, Ms. (Y/L/N)?"

"I want to try something, but I don't like knowing that you're there, could you maybe leave? I'll get you if it works. If it doesn't..."

"Of course. We're clearing the labs now." The lights from the cameras went off and you knew you were alone. Bucky had turned his head towards you, something he rarely did for anything.

"Alright. Don't kill me please," you said, walking to Bucky's chair. You carefully moved forward, calculating both his and your movements. He watched you, this time with something in his eyes that you could only thing of as fear.

"I promise I'm not going to hurt you." Bucky allowed you to run your fingers across his cheeks and through his hair, all the while you leaned forward slow enough that he got used to it, but fast enough so your heart wouldn't beat out of your chest. Suddenly you'd done it, your lips were pressed against Bucky's. He didn't move, but you could feel his metal fingers scrabbling against the wooden arm of the chair, almost like his arm was trying to hurt you, but he was fighting it. You pulled back, looking into his deep blue eyes. He looked back, not the Winter Soldier, but Bucky. The scared Bucky, who you'd met years and years before when he escaped the lab for not long enough.

"Bucky, I'm right here. Right here," you said, pressing your lips together again. This time he reacted, his real arm wrapping around you, trying to find some source of heat. You pulled away again, letting him say something.

"(Y/N)," he said your name like he was choking. Tears burned your eyes and you nodded.

"Yup, that's me," you managed to say, hugging him tightly, not thinking. His metal was suddenly touching you and you became aware that he could kill you at that moment, but instead he pulled your face back towards his, kissing you. Everything fell away, the white washed walls, the mirror, the fact that the man that was kissing you had the ability to kill you. Everything was tucked into the back of your mind while the two of you tried to get closer to each other. Soon enough you were in a less than decent amount of clothes and Bucky no longer seemed distant, not at all.

"Bucky!" you exclaimed softly. For the first time in too long he loved you, both of you moving together and keeping each other warm. Of course it had to end and after you'd found your way back into your clothes and made sure he was okay you stood up, taking his hand.

"Let's go see Steve then?"

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Sorry for the not so smutty smut, I just really wanted to write sared cute bucky right after he finds hsi way back fromthe winter soldier. Anyway, Usual comment, vote, share

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