Found: Bucky x reader

Chapter 3

It was a peaceful morning after a restless night. You were in the kitchen cooking up breakfast. The pancakes were flipping and the bacon was sizzling. Cooking was now you new favorite hobby because it was actually essential. Bucky's cooking was absolutely terrible, he always burned everything.

Bucky was still asleep on the mattress. His long limbs were sprawled out and took up most of the bed. Small little snores could be heard but you didn't dare wake him up. It wasn't often that he slept in this late. You then continued to cook breakfast.

Suddenly you felt two familiar arms snake around your waist from behind. You jumped in surprise and turned around. You placed your hands onto his chest and gave him a kiss on the lips. His eyes then trailed down to your wrists and noticed the hand shaped bruises that appeared on your skin.

He carefully grabbed them and gave you a pleading look. You were the last person he ever wanted to hurt. You quickly recoiled your wrists from his hands.

"It's alright Bucky, I'm not hurt" You reassured him.

" I shouldn't be hurting you." He said.

"I know it was an accident. It's okay." You said.

He nodded his head and gave you a kiss on the cheek. Bucky of course didn't like it one bit that he gave you those marks. Bucky just couldn't let it go. You were always so patient and soft with him.

You quickly made him a little plate and sat down next to him by the counter.

"Smells amazin' doll" he said softly.

"Let's eat" you said.

Bucky always ate his food like it would be his last meal. After years of being tortured and controlled, he took nothing for granted now. You both ate the rest of your meal in comfortable silence.

BUCKY'S POV

I haven't felt this content in a long time. Still I will have my bad days. But now my bad days are nothing like my life before Y/n. We've been her for about a year without any issues.

Everyday without danger is a gift. Even though things are going well, I know that danger is always looming over my shoulder. I've made it my sole purpose to protect her. Every precaution I have made has been to keep her safe.

I've never been more grateful to her. She has kept me grounded and she knows how handle me when I'm difficult. She's tried so hard to make me happy and comfortable. Sometimes I feel like I don't deserve her.

This wasn't the first time I had accidentally hurt her. I didn't mean too, sometimes I lash out and forget my strength. There's been multiple times where I haven't had full control over my mind. It mostly happens during the night and I wake up confused. She is always right next to me trying to snap me out of it.

What if one day I never snap out of it ?

What if I did something I could never take back?

I'm going to do my best to not hurt her anymore.

Whatever it takes...