Random Imagines || Avengers & Cast (Completed)

You're okay* - B.B.

I'm running out of ideas again.

Y/n's pov

I woke up to the sound of someone screaming bloody murder.

I sat up and I started crying and freaking out. (If something really loud scares me, I will start to cry and laugh at the same time, it's a mix of emotions, my body's weird)

I left my room and I shakily knocked on Buckys' door.

I put my ear on the door and I heard him whimper and cry.

I slowly turned the knob and I opened his door, being greeted with a sleepwalking Bucky.

I slapped his face a little bit and I shook his shoulders.

"Bucky!" I said.

"I don't not want to hurt you." I muttered.

"But I don't wanna do a lot of things soo..." I said then I delivered a loud slap to his cheek.

"Bucky!" I yelled and his eyes shot open and he looked scared.

"Did I hurt anybody?"

I raised my eyebrow and I said "No."

He sighed with relief.

"Are you sure?"

I yawned.

"It's 2 in the fucking morning, and you screamed bloody murder."

"I can't help that!"

"It's not my fault that I'm having nightmares!"

I scoffed.

"I know your secrets y/n." He said.

"My secrets? I don't know what you're talking about."

Bucky pinned me against the wall, near the door.

"I know them, I know them all."

He grabbed my wrists and he pinned them above my head and he held them there with his metal hand.

I gulped.

He smirked softly at me then he started tickling me.

I started laughing so hard and saying "Stop!" Repeatedly.

After awhile, my stomach started to ache, and I felt lightheaded.

"B-Bucky s-stop!" I laughed.

My stomach started to hurt so bad that I started crying.

"Bucky!" I laughed.

He kept tickling me with a devilish grin on his face.

"Please! It hurts!" I whimpered and then he stopped tickling me.

I panted quickly, catching my breath, but also making my stomach ache.

I whimpered as I giggled softly.

Then his hand reached for my stomach, and I yelled "No! Stop!"

"Bucky what's going on?"

"I'm torturing y/n." He said casually.

"Steve help!" I yelled.

"Nope, this is all on you."

"Bucky- Bucky Bucky!" I yelled as his hand inched closer to my stomach.

Then he hugged me, and chuckled softly into my ear.

"What's wrong?" He asked as he brought my wrists above my head again.

I gulped as I said "N-Nothing."

He smirked as he stared tickling me again, making my stomach hurt, because I was laughing so hard.

"Stop!" I yelled as I laughed.

"Please stop! Bucky!" I laughed.

My stomach started to cramp and ache badly.

"Bucky please!" I started to cry.

He pulled his hand away and I panted heavily.

I closed my eyes in relief.

"Bucky stop torturing her." I heard Steve say.

"My stomach hurts so bad." I laughed softly.

I whimpered softly.

Bucky closed the door with his foot and then he smirked at me.

Then he chuckled at me as he let go of my hands.

I sat down on the floor, holding my stomach, waiting for it to stop aching.

I smiled as I softly giggled, my stomach hurting a little bit.

"Why?" I asked.

He chuckled as he went back to his bed, sitting down on it.

"Who told you about that?" I asked.

"Nat."

I sighed.

"But I didn't tell her that I was ticklish."

He smirked.

"Well, I have a question." He said.

"What?"

"Well it's more like a favor."

"Okay?"

"Can you sing me to sleep?"

I smiled.

"Sure."