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Bucky x Reader~Lost pt.4

(Y/n)'s POV (1 year later)

  I woke up feeling awful, I think I caught something. Which means I can't be around Bucky. When ever I think about Bucky, my face gets hot and I feel like I might explode, some of the things I've thought about while we lay together. I shouldn't, he just thinks of me as a friend I know that, but I can't help it, he sleeps in just his underwear, and his body is so close to mine.

  Whenever he walks by, my knees get week, and my face heats up. His nightmares have gone down a little, it's been two nights since he's had one. But I woke up, my head pounding, my left nostril stuffed but my right was runny. My head spinning as I sat up, getting ready for work.

  I was extremely cold, and I got shivers every minute. I came out of my shower, feeling slightly better, but I saw Bucky still sleeping, he looks so cute when he sleeps. He makes me smile, he's been getting better, and he's sounding more happy, he also says a lot of old things I think he would've said back then.

  For example he calls me Doll, and Angel, I know Angel was a nickname for nurses back then. Every time he calls me a nickname, I get all heated and nervous. I coughed loudly, clearing some mucus out of my throat, my throat felt very bad, all scratchy and sore. I heard faint footsteps coming down the hallway.

  "Doll?" He asked, I looked up, sucking the snot that was coming out of my nose. "Yes?" I asked my voice giving out. "You sound sick." He said, coming into the light, I saw his body, and I instantly cleared my throat when I thought of something bad. "I'm not, just not feeling 100%" I said, saying the same thing but different.

  "Doll, I just said that." He said crossing his arms. He came closer and I backed up, "I don't want to get you sick." I admitted, "I can't get sick." He said, walking closer to me. "What do you mean?" I asked, "The soldier serum hydra gave me, I can't get sick." He said taking me in his arms.

   I sucked in his sent and my body felt like jello as he held me. "I think we should get you back to bed." I let out a groan as he brought me to the bed, he lifted me and layed me down, I got cold fast, I started getting shivers. "Call into your work, and say you can't come in." He said, handing me my phone.

  I took my phone and called in, saying that I was sick. Bucky, had taken my shoes off and layed back down next to me. When he wrapped his arm around me, I got a little warmer. I let out a whimper and turned over, putting my face to his chest. "Just rest Doll, you'll feel better." He said, laying his head above mine.

   And I fell asleep, when I woke up, Bucky was laying flat and I was cuddled up, my body laying between his legs and my head on his chest. I let out a cough and then I sneezed two times. My chills intensified and he held me closer. "Doll, it's alright, I'm right here." He said, I let out a small moan of pain as my sneezes made my head pound.

  I went back to sleep, and when I woke up again, Bucky wasn't next to me. When I looked around the room Bucky came into the room with a tray and a bowl of soup. "Hey there, how are you feeling?" He asked quietly. I looked up at him seeing double, "When did you have a twin?" I asked loopy.

  "I think your fever has gotten worse." He said, setting down the tray on the nightstand. "Wowie, did you make that for me?" I asked, looking at the bowl of soup. He smiled, "I did, and I was hoping you would try to eat some." He said, "What kind?" I asked, slurping my spit back in my mouth.

  "Butternut Squash." He said, "Since when can you cook?" I asked when he set the tray down in front of me. "I have no idea." He said, I took the spoon and took a sip, "It's really good, I like it." I said feeling a dizzy spell come on.

  "At least I haven't started to see things." I said, eating the rest of my soup. "Well thats always a plus." He said with a smile, when I was done with my soup, he took the bowl and tray and went back to kitchen. While he was in the kitchen I started to feel really hot, so I kicked the covers off and stood up wobbly.

  I grabbed the bottom of my shirt and tried to get it off. Bucky came through the door while I was trying to pull my shirt off. "Hey- Oh I'm really sorry." he said putting a hand over his eyes. "It's okay, I need help." I whined, "W-With what?" He asked, "I need my shirt off." I said, trying again.

   "O-Okay." He stuttered walking up behind me. His hands moved to the bottom of my shirt, he slowly lifted it over my stomach. His fingers grazed my skin, and I lifted my arms for him to finish taking off the rest of my shirt. When I got my shirt off, I left my black lacy bra on and rolled back into bed.

  "Thank you Bucky." I mumbled into the pillow, "No problem Doll." He said back, before he was about to leave, I grabbed his hand. "W-Wait, Could- Could you stay with me, please?" I asked, he smiled gently and nodded. He got in on the other side and wrapped his arm around me.

  I took his hand and brought it close to my chest, falling asleep again....