When I was eight years old, two men showed up at my door in the middle of the night. Captain America supporting a half conscious Winter Soldier, begging for help. Over the next few months, Bucky and I grew close. Seven years later, just after I had turned 15, I desperately needed him after the accident. He was there for me... Until he wasn't.

. . . a collection of Bucky Barnes one shots. [ started on 23 January, 2016. ] © savagesociety 2016 __________________ #2 in Fanfiction on 6/8/16.