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cinnamorollcrybaby · 3 months ago

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To love me better

Tags: Yakuza Lord!Sukuna x fem!Reader, american!Reader, forced/arranged marriage, dark romance trope, dead dove, age gap romance (reader is around 21-22, Sukuna is 37), cursing, suggestive language, use of nicknames like “doll”, use of y/n, NSFW, MDNI, Sukuna is his own warning.

Synopsis: Yakuza Lord!Sukuna owns all of entertainment district. You’re trying to work to put yourself through law school. He has a proposition for you, and you have one for him. Chaos ensues.

An: Professor Higuruma has entered the chat. I’m sorry this part is a little short, but if I included the next scene in this part, it would be WAY too long.

*art creds for sukuna image goes to @.maru6 here on tumblr

You’re starting to believe that you dreamt the whole marriage negotiation with Sukuna.

It had been nearly a week since he sat you down in his office, and he’s been radio silence ever since. So, maybe you dreamt it all, or perhaps he decided against the whole marriage thing. If that was the case, you needed to start looking for other jobs.

Your Friday afternoons were reserved for Higuruma’s criminal law class. You sat at your desk, typing away on your computer that your student loan paid for. It was second-hand from a different girl who had just passed her bar exam. Her parents bought her the newest MacBook on the market as a present.

When you passed your bar exam, you’d probably buy yourself a two thousand yen cake from the grocery store. Maybe you’ll even splurge and spend five thousand yen on an ice cream cake.

You halfway hear your professor assign a plethora of readings spanning from case files to different codes of law.

"It's a good thing C's get degrees, huh?" a sheepish playful voice whispers from beside you. Your eyes glance over towards the guy next to you. You're able to immediately recognize him as Yuji Itadori.

Before Sukuna, you only took notice of Yuji since he tried to make friends with everyone, regardless of social status. Even if you've barely spoken with him, you feel a sort of kinship with him.

Now, your eyes immediately fix on his soft pink hair. While Sukuna's felt more like a dusty rose color. Yuji's was brighter -- untainted from crime.

"Is a C going to help you pass your bar exam though?" you whisper back softly, giving him a smile.

"You're so cruel~" Yuji softly whines as he dramatically slumps back into his chair. You quietly laugh from his theatric display. "And here I thought you'd be so kind and offer to help me study..."

You glance back towards him before scanning everyone else in the lecture. The majority of the other students were dutifully taking notes.

"Uh... why me?" You ask, cocking your eyebrow at the male before you realized how rude that probably sounded. "I mean, why would you ask me for that? Wouldn't you be better off asking the top performers in our class?"

"One of those pretentious jerks? Give me a break," Yuji rolls his eyes as he leans towards you. He's not too close to make you uncomfortable, just close enough to whisper without disturbing anyone. "Besides, you seem nice. Also, we sit beside each other everyday. Aren't those good enough reasons?"

Before you could even think to reply, Higuruma addressed the entire class. It was the end of the lecture period.

“Alright everyone, please remember to have a safe weekend and to stay out of trouble,” Professor Higuruma says from the forefront of the class. Students immediately begin to gather their belongings and shuffle out of the lecture hall.

"Let me know what you decide next week!" Yuji said as he rushed out of the door like he couldn't get away from the academic setting fast enough.

You finish up a few quick edits on your notes before saving them and promptly sliding your laptop into your bag. You thought about checking your phone to see if Sukuna had left you any cryptic messages, but you decided against it. It’s not like you were desperate or anything.

“Ah, Y/n, do you mind staying for a bit? I would like a word with you,” Higuruma’s voice spoke up. He wasn’t nearly as loud as he could be while lecturing.

Your body tenses as you slowly pull your messenger bag over your shoulder. “Sure…” you respond hesitantly.

He knows. He knows that you’re practically engaged to a yakuza lord. He knows that you’ve been dancing dangerously close to sin at Malevolent Mass. He’s going to report you to student affairs. He’s—

Your mind swirls with all of your thoughts Your brain was running so fast you could barely keep up.

The last student leaves the lecture hall, and you can hear the soft sounds of the second hand ticking from the clock mounted to the wall.

Your steps are slow and calculated. Higuruma was at his desk, collecting papers into his bag. He then looked up at you and gave you a calm, fond smile.

You try to ease your weary heart, telling yourself that he’d look much less happy if he had caught onto you.

"I apologize. I'm sure you must be busy," he starts out as he finishes packing up his bag. He straightened his posture, having to look down at you now that he wasn't hunched over. "I wanted to just touch base with you about your paper."

"Oh okay," you inwardly let out a huge sigh of relief, but your curiosity soon resurfaced. "What about my paper?"

"Don't worry. It was a great paper, y/n. I have read summations from licensed attorneys that pale in comparison to your paper." You narrow your eyes at him, feeling a gnawing sensation of anxiety sink in.

"But..?" you prompt.

Higuruma gives a knowing smile, appreciative of your inquisitive nature. "But I was wondering what made you write about spousal privilege... The last I checked you were looking to be civil litigation attorney -- not a criminal defense attorney. So, why would you want to research something like spousal privilege?"

You swallow thickly. You had found interest in spousal privilege due to your arrangement with Sukuna. Spousal privilege allowed for wives and husbands to refuse to testify against their spouse if it would indict their spouse on any crime. There were specifications on this law, and there were certain instances were spousal privilege couldn't be upheld. Overall, Japan looked to uphold the sanctity of marriage, and you looked to uphold your image by not being called to testify against your husband one day.

"Oh... I just found it to be interesting. I think it's good for all attorneys to be well-rounded, right?" you finally respond, giving your best attempt at bluffing the criminal defense attorney Hiromi Higuruma.

"You're most certainly right." He places his messenger bag on his shoulder. "I was just looking forward to you switching majors. It'd be a pleasure to steal one of Kento Nanami's best proteges."

You feel your face warm from his overzealous compliment. You were definitely not one of Nanami's best students. Still, you enjoyed the praise.

"I'm sorry to disappoint," you give a small laugh, consciously making an effort to joke with him naturally.

“Disappoint? No, no, you impress me.” His eyes meet yours, and for the first time since starting school, you see him for who he is. He had been nothing but kind, patient, and nurturing. He cared a lot about the subject he taught, and he tried his hardest to help his students learn.

Criminal defense attorneys get a bad wrap for being arrogant and pretentious to a degree, and that’s not exactly a lie either. You’ve seen Higuruma in court before. You know his persona can overwhelm a courtroom easily with his confidence.

“I really appreciate that, Mr. Higuruma.” You drop his gaze, letting your eyes rest upon the floor as a small smile curled up on your lips.

“You can call me Hiromi when we’re not in class,” Higuruma said as he walked towards the door. He held his hand out for you to follow him. “Well, if you ever have any doubts about civil law, please let me be the first to know. I’d love to have you on the criminal law side.”

You follow beside him closely, and you feel a warmth rush your cheeks as Hiromi hovers his hand over the small of your back. He wasn’t exactly touching you, but you could feel him there — guiding you.

“I promise I’ll come to you first if I ever want to betray Mr. Nanami,” you laugh softly, but your mind is racing, wondering where he was guiding you.

Coincidentally enough, a tall muscular figure with blonde hair was walking towards you two in the hall. “Who’s betraying me?” Nanami asked as he walked closer towards you and Hiromi.

Your eyes flicker back and forth between Nanami, Hiromi, and the girl who was standing beside Nanami. You took a moment, trying to place her here as a student, but you came up short.

“Stop trying to steal my students away from me,” Nanami lightheartedly scolded Hiromi with an eye roll.

“It’s not stealing if she decides to leave civil law on her own volition. I’m simply showing her the good side to law,” Hiromi responded. You feel your back arch a bit underneath his touch as his hand rested against your back now with more casualty.

“Ah yes, the good side. Also known as the side who gets troublemakers off the hook. Don’t forget, y/n. Civil law is all about holding people accountable. Criminal law is about being the least accountable,” Nanami said with a calm smile. Your eyes wandered towards Nanami’s hand, noticing it was also placed on the young woman’s back. What was going on here?

“Alright. That’s enough from you,” Hiromi warmly laughed. It was a laugh that put your nerves at ease. Still, your skin crawled where his hand was placed. Your mind flashed back to the club, remembering how it felt when Sukuna had his hand in that exact spot, guiding you to his office.

Sukuna’s touch oddly felt like a warm security blanket, while Hiromi’s touch felt like static electricity building. You knew you were about to get shocked.

“Miss Nanami, it’s always good to see you.” Hiromi bowed slightly with respect. You feel the weight of realization set in on you. That was Nanami’s wife who he was touching like that.

“You as well,” Nanami’s wife responded fondly.

“Alright. Let’s go, Destinee, before Hiromi also tries to indoctrinate you into some sort of criminal law degree.”

Hiromi merely laughed before guiding you away from Nanami and his wife. You felt your heart start to thud in your chest. Where was he leading you?

“You don’t have any other classes today, do you?” Hiromi asked as he looked to his side. He had to crane his neck downwards to look at you thanks to the size difference.

You bit your lip slightly out of nervous habit, wondering if you should lie to him. His hand felt heavy on your back, and a weird sensation of guilt was pooling in your stomach. You weren’t even exactly committed to Sukuna yet since you hadn’t signed whatever contract, but you two have a verbal agreement.

You had already begun to feel some sort of loyalty to the yakuza lord, and maybe that was because you knew he wouldn’t take seeing Hiromi’s hand on you lightly.

Still, you reminded yourself that your professor hadn’t done anything wrong yet. The hand on your back could be seen as a supportive touch. Perhaps he didn’t know how he was coming off right now.

“No, I was going to use the rest of today to write a paper for my economics class,” you say finally after a beat of silence.

“Aren’t you such a good student? Are you struggling in any of your classes?” he asked as he reached out and opened up the door for you. Your eyes blinked as you had to adjust to the afternoon sun beating down.

Maybe he was just walking with you out towards the parking lot. You quirked an eyebrow as you realized this was the staff parking lot though. Your dorm was in the complete opposite direction.

“Uh.. well, not really..” you replied sheepishly, trying to soothe your nerves. This just kept getting worse and worse by the second. “My lowest grade this semester is copyright law.”

“Mmph, yeah, that one is unnecessary tedious. You’ll rarely work on cases of copyright infringement,” Hiromi nodded thoughtfully. “Listen, I know it’s easy to get caught up with being a law student, so I was wanting to know if you wanted to grab a bite to eat together. We can chat about whatever you want whether it be about school or—“

A loud roar of an engine and tires squealing into the parking lot completely cut Hiromi off. You instinctively jumped back a little out of fear that the car was going to ram right into you.

A car that didn’t even look like it belonged on regular civilian streets came to halt right in front of where you and Hiromi were standing. The engine purred lowly as it sat idly in the parking lot.

Hiromi furrowed his eyebrows as he stared at the car. No professor had the money to afford a Maserati GT2 Stradale.

Your eyes admired the car in front of you. In all of your time of living, you had never had the luxury of seeing such a car. It was completely blacked out, but in the direct sun, a subtle deep red tint shined through. It was flip painted. It was your saving grace — your prince charming. The license plate on the front read, R. SUKUNA.

The butterfly car door opened upwards, and you held your breath. You had never been more happy to see Sukuna in your life, yet you also felt confused. How did he get into the staff parking lot..? It was guarded by security.

Slowly, your future husband stepped out of the car, rolling up the sleeves to his black button-up top. Even while you were outside, Sukuna’s dominating presence filled the air.

“Can I help you, sir?” Higuruma asked, his face hardening at Sukuna. You wondered what he must be thinking about all this. Did Hiromi know about Sukuna’s status? He is a defense attorney, so it’s not completely out of the realm of possibility.

“No, but she can,” Sukuna gave a feline grin as he held out his hand and curled his finger towards himself, beckoning for you to come with him.

You took a deep breath, knowing that you really couldn’t refuse Sukuna. Also, you didn’t want to know what getting dinner with Hiromi would lead to.

“Ah, I’m sorry. Maybe a rain check?” you said as you gave a polite smile up towards your professor. His eyebrows furrowed, mouth slightly agape as he looked down at you.

As soon as you went to peel yourself from his side, Higuruma suddenly grasped your arm. It wasn’t enough to hurt you, but it was firm enough to stop you dead in your tracks.

“You can tell me if you don’t feel safe with him. You can give me some sort of nonverbal cue..” his voice was low enough for only you to hear. You were briefly taken aback by Hiromi’s kindness, but you also found it ironic how you felt less safe when it was just you and him.

“I’m fine.”

Sukuna watched interaction, and he cocked an eyebrow. He felt an unfamiliar tight feeling in his chest. The thought of him untucking his gun from where it was concealed in his waistband crossed his mind briefly, but he decided against it quickly. It would cause too much of a scene. Too many variables.

“Hiromi Higuruma, is it?” Sukuna asked, but he already knew the answer. “The famous criminal defense attorney who spends his free time teaching other future aspiring attorneys. How kind of you.”

“That’s me. I’ll ask again. Can I help you?” Hiromi’s hand hadn’t unwrapped from your arm yet. His jaw was tight as his dark eyes looked at Sukuna with suspicion.

“You can start by letting go of my wife.” Sukuna said as he took a step closer. His hands were shoved in his pockets, giving off a confident display. You could see the curvature of his muscles bulging through his shirt as if he didn’t already look big enough.

Hiromi’s eyes slightly widened as he looked down at you. All of the admiration and praise had melted from his gaze. You felt your heart drop to your stomach. It was as if you had disappointed him in some form or capacity.

He silently let go of your arm, conceding in the battle with Sukuna over you. “Nonverbal cue,” he muttered to you, still cautious that you’re maybe being forced to do this.

Little does he know, you’re the one who proposed marriage to Sukuna.

You walked straight towards Sukuna, not daring to look back at Hiromi as you didn’t think you could handle the look on his face.

Sukuna immediately enveloped your smaller body in his arms, giving you a hug that could only be described as a hug that a husband gives his wife. He had to lean down to fully hold onto you. You shivered as his nose and lips just barely brushed against the crook of your neck.

Your arms could barely wrap around him, hugging him back to fulfill the facade of being a happy wife. Your face was tucked into his chest, and his cologne assaulted your nose. His scent was deep and heavy with notes of cedar wood, leather, and tobacco.

Despite this being a facade, it felt safe and secure. Nothing could touch you right now.

In all of his time of working with accused criminals, Hiromi had never felt true fear until Sukuna’s eyes met his while he looked over your shoulder. He could practically see the red hues of Sukuna’s eyes darken as he stared him down. Hiromi could feel Sukuna marking you as his territory. It felt like time stood still for everyone.

“Let’s go, sweetheart. I have reservations for us,” Sukuna’s dark gravely voice broke the silence, and Hiromi watched as Sukuna placed his hand on your hip, guiding you over to the passenger side seat. He opened the door for you and made sure you were settled before shutting you in.

Sukuna shot one last glare in Hiromi’s direction before he got into the driver’s side and sped off.

Hiromi let out a deep sigh. How did such a pretty young student like you get caught up in this? His fingers came up, and he pinched the bridge of his nose as he pulled out his cellphone. He had to report this, even if it put you as risk.

It took several rings for the phone to pick up. “Yeah?”

“Gojo? Sukuna was just at the school. He was heading north.”

The other end of the line promptly went dead.

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sonnycampbellsmith · 21 days ago

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Pairing: Bucky x Male Reader

Synopsis: You didn’t expect that capturing The Winter Soldier would cause a flurry of complicated emotions to run through you.

(Takes place during Captain America: Civil War)

Tag(s): action, comedy, slight angst, fluff, enemies-ish to lovers, sexual tension, flirty Bucky, jealous Bucky, first kiss

Reader is Songbird. Reader is Tony Stark’s adopted brother.

(It’s a SUPER long one)

Author’s note at the end :)

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“Hey, Rhodey. A man in a cat suit’s attacking the target.” You told Rhodey through your earpiece.

“A what?!” He yells, making you wince.

You watched, perched up from a nearby building, as the two tussle on a rooftop.

The mission was simple on paper.

Track down James Buchanan Barnes aka The Winter Soldier, arrest him for his crimes and bring him to Berlin. You definitely did not expect a giant cat man thrown into the mix.

You then see a familiar figure jump out of the apartment building and landing right behind the two fighting and you realised who it was.

“Steve?” You muttered to yourself in confusion.

A helicopter then appears and starts shooting at the three of them on the rooftop. You cursed under your breath, not expecting the local authorities to show up with such firepower.

The shooting didn’t last long as you watched The Falcon fly in and kick the helicopter by the tail, making it unstable and forcing it to manoeuvre away from the building.

“Goddamn it. Not you too, Sam.” You sighed, frustrated at the sudden intrusion of your two teammates.

Only you and Rhodey were assigned to help the local enforcement in Romania. Steve and Sam were now interfering with the mission and the country’s law by going against the enforcers.

You watched as everyone left the rooftops to pursue Barnes.

“Rhodey, we’ve got two new problems. Captain America and The Falcon are on site as well, they’re currently pursuing the target.” You told him over comms.

“What the hell is going on…” You hear Rhodey mutter. “Do you still have eyes on them?”

“Negative. They’ve disappeared into the highway tunnels, I’m gonna need you to come pick me up.” You informed him.

You hear Rhodey snicker at the other end. “Your codename’s Songbird and you didn’t think to ask your big brother for upgrades to your suit, you know, like wings?”

You groaned at his teasing. “Just come pick me up, I’m sending you my coordinates.”

After Rhodey picks you up, the both of you went off to intercept the targets.

“Apparently they’ve stopped running. We just need to bag em’ and get the target to Berlin.” Rhodey informs you as you were hanging on to his arms.

As the both of you got closer, you see an opening from above.

Steve, Barnes and the stranger were in the middle of standoff, surrounded by the local enforcement.

“Guess we gotta make an entrance.” You grumbled.

As the both of you got closer to the ground, Rhodey lets you go and you landed nicely in the middle of the three men.

Rhodey lands right behind you, his weapons ready incase anyone planned to run or start another fight.

“Stand down, now.” You commanded.

You see Steve put his arm out, as if to make sure The Winter Soldier didn’t attack. More of the local enforcement show up, guns out and ready to fight back against any type of resistance.

Steve was the first one to keep his shield and raise his arms in surrender. The other two following his lead.

“Congratulations, Cap. You’re a criminal.” Rhodey tells Steve with a disappointed tone.

More of the local enforcement then pile in, arresting Barnes first and then Steve. You see Sam a couple of feet away get arrested as well.

The stranger in the cat suit then does the same by retracting his claws and taking the helmet off to reveal that he was T’Challa, the newly appointed King of Wakanda.

You stared dumbfounded, your mouth agape.

Rhodey was just as shocked as you were at the reveal. “Your Highness.”

As Steve, Sam and T’Challa get into a car. Barnes was strapped into what seemed like a glass container at the back of an armoured truck.

“You get into that truck and keep a close eye on him. I gotta stay back here and supervise the cleanup.” Rhodey told you.

You blinked at him. “Me? Alone?”

“Hey, you got this. Tony and Natasha are already on their way to the JCTC Building. Besides, Steve and Sam are nearby, just in another vehicle. So technically, you won’t be alone.” Rhodey reassured you.

You nervously nodded before getting in the back of the truck, accompanying a couple of officers in the travel to their destination.

You fiddled with your gloves to calm your nerves as you stood in front of Barnes, who was eyeing you with curiosity through his glasshouse prison.

“I’m sorry.” You sighed. “I promise, the ride’s gonna go smoothly and you’ll be out of this ridiculous contraption soon.”

Barnes doesn’t respond and you sheepishly nodded to yourself before taking a seat.

It was nerve wracking sitting with the same man that shot you two years ago on the highway at Washington, D.C.

You risked a glance and noticed that Barnes’ eyes were on you, making you blush at the attention.

When you finally arrived at your destination, you let out a breath of relief that you didn’t realise you were holding.

You followed everyone to the East Wing of the building, descending to the sub-level five basement where they would be holding Barnes.

They connect a large plug to the container and you watched it power up with Barnes inside.

“Okay, I know I that I said you’d be out of this glass box but they think it’s better for your safety if you stayed inside.” You told Barnes, who raised an eyebrow at you.

“My safety or theirs?” Barnes asks you.

You kept quiet, not just by the question but also by how soft the other man’s voice was when it was directed at you.

You looked to the floor guiltily and huffed in frustration. “It wasn’t my choice, James.”

“It’s Bucky.” The other man corrects you, making you look up in surprise. “Just call me, Bucky.”

“Okay…Bucky.” You tested out the name, it felt a little foreign in your mouth but whatever makes him comfortable.

Everyone in the room starts to move out, leaving only you and Bucky.

“So what’s gonna happen now?” Bucky asks you.

You picked up a tablet and started to look through it. “Apparently some psychiatrist named Theo Broussard is gonna come down here and evaluate you. I’m guessing it’ll be a lot of back and forth, do you need water? I know you’re not much of a talker.”

“What gave me away?” Bucky asks sarcastically in a monotonic tone.

You chuckled. “It’s all the staring.”

That makes Bucky raise his eyebrows. “I stare too much for you?”

You bite your lip, trying to suppress the grin that was trying break free. “Intensely.”

The hint of a smirk appears on Bucky’s face before he schools his expression again. His eyes boring into yours. “Maybe I just like what I see.”

The both of you stared at each other for a few more seconds before the door opens and a spectacled man walks in.

You quickly turn to him with a polite smile, feeling slightly relieved that the moment between you and Bucky was interrupted because what the hell was that?

“Dr Broussard? It’s nice to meet you, sir.” You put your hand out for him to shake, the other man reciprocating firmly.

“Songbird, correct?” Dr Broussard said. “I didn’t know an Avenger would be joining us in this session.”

You shrugged with a small smile. “Call it a precaution.”

The psychiatrist gives you a tight smile before taking a seat at the desk that’s faced directly at Bucky.

You opted to stand at the side, with your arms crossed, silently observing the exchange.

Nothing was out of the ordinary and everything seemed to be going well. Bucky even corrected the psychiatrist when the man kept calling him James.

You smirked. Bucky glances at you for a second before bringing his focus back to the psychiatrist.

Of course that’s when the power goes off in the entire building.

“What the hell is this?” Bucky muttered in confusion.

You quickly sprung into action.

“Dr Broussard, let’s get you to safety.” You said to the psychiatrist as you made your way to him.

“Yes, of course! I just need to pack some of my things first.” The psychiatrist said in a panic, you turned towards the door as you let him pack.

“Behind you!” Bucky yells but it was too late.

You felt a sharp sting in your neck before you fell to the floor, your body completely paralysed as your consciousness started to fade.

The psychiatrist’s voice echoed over your body but you were unable to see him. “I must apologise Songbird. I simply just need some alone time with our guest, please enjoy your nap.”

“Bucky…” You whimpered before passing out.

When you came to, you realised that everything was dark; safe for the red emergency lights. Realising where you were, you quickly turned back in horror at the messy state of the room.

Bucky was nowhere to be found.

You get up from the floor, still feeling a little dizzy as you walked out of the room and passing by all the knocked out guards on the floor.

You hear creaking by the broken elevator and prepared yourself for whatever that was going to come out of it but heaved a sigh of relief when Steve popped out instead.

“Steve? Are you okay? What happened?” You anxiously rambled as you walked up to him.

“I’m alright.” Steve reassured you as he checks up on you and when he turns your head to the side, he sees a small mark in your neck. “Looks like he got you here. Are you feeling okay? Can you walk normally?”

You nodded, still confused as to what the hell was going on.

“Okay. Here’s what we’re gonna do.” Steve firmly says to you. “You’re gonna go find Tony and Nat, make sure everyone’s okay and you get yourself checked. I’m going to go get Bucky.”

You followed Steve to the stairs located at the emergency exit. The only way for the both of you to leave the floor since the elevators no longer worked.

As you two reached the stairs, you stopped Steve before he rushed off. “I don’t agree with the accords either, so please come and find me after all this. I want to help too.”

Steve looks at you. His eyes searching for something in the reflection of yours.

He sighed and nodded.

“I’ll ask Sam to reach out to you after.” Steve tells you before he leaves. His super soldier body making it look effortless as he practically jumps each step before disappearing from your sight.

You groaned, realising that now you have to do the same, just with no super serum pumping through your veins. You really should’ve gotten wings.

When you reached the main level of the building, you walk into the conference room to find Tony and Natasha recuperating.

“Oh my god, Tony.” You walked up to your big brother, seeing that he was sporting a large black eye.

Tony just shook his head, pulling you into a hug. He lets you go and his hands automatically went to your face, checking for any injuries. “I’ll be fine, what happened to you? You disappeared.”

“That therapist, or whoever he was, knocked me out. If I hadn’t let my guard down, then none of this would’ve happened.” You somberly told him.

Tony huffed out a laugh. “What matters here is that you’re safe. Anyways, both Rogers and Barnes have disappeared.”

You perked up at that. “What do you mean?”

“They found a helicopter in the nearby river but there’s no sign of either of them. We’re thinking Steve’s got them out and went into hiding, which means now we have to send out a search party for them.” Tony explained, as he fiddled with some documents on the table.

Upon closer inspection, you saw that they were the Sokovia Accords. You turn to Tony, his face fixed in a scowl.

“Tony, about the accords. Are you sure-“ You began speaking but Tony cut you off.

“Don’t worry about it, that’s my job.” Tony tells you with a reassuring smile. “How about you get out of that super suit of yours and get into something more comfortable? You’re kinda standing out.”

You chuckled. “I’m not the one sporting a shiner.”

You felt your phone buzz in your pocket and you took a look to see that it was a text from Sam and what seemed to be coordinates to their location.

You glanced at Tony, seeing the scowl had returned to his face.

Pocketing your phone, you gave him a side hug.

“I’ll get going now.” You whispered to him, feeling a little guilty as you walked out after your goodbyes.

A few hours pass when you finally reached the location where Steve and Sam were holding Bucky.

A slightly run down industrial warehouse in the middle of nowhere was pretty good but you knew they would eventually would have to start moving again.

You walked in to see Steve and Sam leave a room with concerned faces.

“Hey guys.” You greeted them.

“Whatcha got there, birdy?” Sam asked you as you walked up with a couple of white bags.

You lifted up the bags with a smirk. “Donuts.”

Sam laughs while Steve gives you a grateful smile as they took their respective donuts from you.

While they ate, Steve gave you a short rundown with the limited information he’s obtained from Bucky as you listened attentively.

He’s already recruited Clint to get Wanda and Sam’s apparently got his own guy to help especially when they’re gonna need to hijack a plane for their next plan.

“Someone to steal a plane?” You raised an eyebrow at him, a small smirk coming to your face. “You mean the small ant dude that kicked your ass?”

“Shut up.” Sam instantly retorted, accidentally spitting some of his chewed up pieces of donuts in your direction, causing you to jump backwards in disgust. The other man laughing.

You turned to Steve, who was smiling, and rolled your eyes before nodding towards the other room. “He’s in there?”

Steve nodded and you excused yourself to go check on Bucky.

Walking into the room, you felt your heart shatter at the visual of the man sitting by his lonesome in his dirty clothes and metal arm clamped in an industrial bench vice.

“That looks uncomfortable.” You noted, making Bucky look up in surprise.

You see his face go through many emotions in a matter of seconds before he let out a sigh of relief. “You’re okay.”

Something about that makes your heart skip a beat as you made your way to him.

“Mind if I sit?” You asked, nodding at the space on the floor next to him.

Bucky shrugged. “It’s a free country.”

You snorted before sitting next to him, handing the bag containing his food. Bucky raised an eyebrow while he checked out what was inside.

“It’s not like the donuts they have back in New York but it was either this or some dry muffins.” You rambled as he takes the donut out to inspect it, some of the sugar already falling off.

He looks at you, offering the donut to share but you shook your head. “I already ate.”

You both sat in silence as Bucky began eating. A mutual understanding between the both of you, realising that this was the only downtime you’ll have before shit hits the fan again.

“Steve mentioned that you can’t remember what happened back at the facility.” You said to Bucky, who was still chewing his food.

Bucky swallowed. “The last thing I remembered was your body hitting the floor before that man reactivated my Winter Soldier programming with a book he got from Hydra.”

You snorted humourlessly, looking away. “Yeah, you tanked your way through everyone. You even gave my brother a black eye. I don’t know why he thought he could just run in without his armour.”

Bucky’s body stiffens at the mention of the armour but you didn’t notice. “You’re a Stark?”

“Adopted.” You gave him a side smile. “Tony found me when the Avengers raided a Hydra facility in Sokovia. I had a metal mask over my face to contain my powers, I was practically muzzled like a dog. They freed me, Tony officially put me under his care and established himself as my big brother while I trained as an Avenger.”

Bucky nodded in understanding. “Your voice definitely had a strong kick to it when you used it on me on that highway two years ago.”

“You remembered that?” You turned to face him in surprise.

Bucky chuckled. “Hard to forget flying off in the middle of the street by someone yelling at me.”

You laughed out loud, not expecting this side of Bucky but happy that he was comfortable enough to joke with you.

You looked at him and snorted. Bucky raising an eyebrow at you. “What?”

“You’ve got some sugar on your face.” You told him, pointing at the side of his mouth.

Bucky proceeds to use his tongue to get the excess sugar but kept missing while you watched with an amused smile.

“You could help.” Bucky grunted at you.

You chuckled, pulling out some wet wipes from your pocket and getting on your knees to help him wipe the sugar off.

After wiping it off, you noticed how dirty his face was and pulled out more wipes. “You mind if I wipe your face down? You got some smudges on you.”

“Go ahead.” Bucky’s voice croaked out as you got closer to him.

You focused on getting rid of the dirt and grime from Bucky’s face, completely missing the way he was staring at you.

You unconsciously moved closer to his space, your body practically on his lap as you continued to clean. You hear his breath hitch but thought nothing of it.

You almost fell back but Bucky quickly steadied you with his fleshed hand on your waist.

“Smells like lavender.” Bucky commented, making you snort as you took out another wipe.

“Better than smelling like a wet dog.” You muttered, making him laugh.

“Well, I wasn’t found with a muzzler on my face.” Bucky replied, making you pull back with a gasp before throwing the wipe in your hand at his face as you tried to stand up.

Bucky laughed as he pulled you back in with his grip on your waist. “Wait, wait, I’m sorry. I was just kidding. Please? I can’t really move with the whole arm in a vice thing.”

You rolled your eyes and continued wiping him down, Bucky going into a comfortable lull as you helped him.

“Does it still hurt?” Bucky asked after a minute, his voice small as you stopped and stared at him in confusion.

He looked down at your body, his eyes focused on one spot by your side and it finally dawned on you by what he meant.

You slowly lifted up your shirt, revealing a scar from the bullet that went through your body.

You see his fingers reach out and trace the scar. His skin feeling callous against the smoothness of yours.

“It stopped hurting two years ago.” You tried to reassure him when you saw his face harden.

“I’m sorry.” Bucky looked up at you, his voice wavered with a face full of regret.

You feel his hand on your waist again, squeezing for a second as if he was trying to ground himself into reality.

You smiled down at him. “It’s not your fault.”

You hear someone clear their throat from behind you and you turned around to see Steve and Sam with amused faces at the state you and Bucky were in.

You quickly stood up, feeling your face heat up.

“The others got back to us, we’ll be moving soon.” Steve said, his amusement still on his face. “I’ll get Bucky out of that vice, you and Sam get prepared. The car’s out back.”

You nodded quickly before rushing out of the room, Sam right behind you.

“So Barnes does it for you, huh?” Sam teases as you kept walking.

“Shut up, Sam.” You muttered.

You then felt the phone in your pocket vibrate and you checked it to see that you received a text from Tony.

“Going on a little recruitment trip to Queens. Will be back in a few hours, I’ll see you soon?”

You stared blankly at your phone, feeling immense guilt rip through your entire nervous system.

Sam notices the change in your demeanour, he puts a hand on your shoulder and squeezed.

“Hey, you okay?”

You blinked away from your phone screen, trying to put on a smile. “I’m fine.”

“You don’t have to lie to me.” Sam tells you with a reassuring tone. “It’s about Tony isn’t it?”

Not trusting your voice, you nodded.

Sam gives you a small smile. “I know it’s hard. He’s your big brother and you don’t want to disappoint him after what he’s done for you but you have to remember that he loves you very much. After we’re done with all this, he’s still going to love you the same even when he’s pissed off.”

You felt your mouth twitch. “I’m guessing you’ve got experience with this sort of thing?”

Sam chuckled. “My younger sister, Sarah, and I would always get into a lot fights growing up but at the end of the day, we still loved each other so I wouldn’t worry about it if I were you.”

“Thank you, Sam.” You gave him a hug, he squeezed you with a pat on the back before you felt him chuckle.

You let go of him with confusion. “What’s so funny?”

He nods his head behind you. “I think your boyfriend’s a little jealous that we hugged.”

You turned to see Steve and Bucky walking towards your direction. Bucky’s face set in a scowl, his eyes glaring at both you and Sam.

Mostly, Sam.

“Not my boyfriend.” You muttered at Sam as he walks away laughing.

Steve smiles warmly as he reaches you. “You doing alright? I know I’m asking for a lot. No one will blame you for wanting to step away.”

You mirror his smile, glancing at Bucky for a second before meeting Steve’s eyes. “I think it’s worth it.”

Steve nods before leaving you alone with Bucky to go start the car.

“I’m worth it?” Bucky asks you.

You feel your face flush, looking away from him. “Steve thinks so. I trust him.”

You missed the way Bucky smirked at your deflection to his question.

“Yeah, but I’m asking if you think I’m worth it.” His tone teasing, making you groan.

“Fine, yes you are. Happy?” You pouted at him.

“Peachy.” Bucky grinned.

You walked away, hearing him chuckle from behind you. As you reached the car, you realised in horror that both Steve and Sam were occupying the front and that meant you were gonna sit in the back with Bucky.

Judging by Steve and Sam’s grins, you knew they were finding this the most hilarious thing in the world right now.

“Oh come on, Sam. Switch with me.” You begged him.

The other man snorted. “If you can straddle the man’s lap, I think sitting next to him for a few hours wouldn’t hurt.”

“I didn’t-“ You cut yourself off before groaning in frustration and putting the bag with your uniform inside the trunk of the car.

You hear Bucky get in the back of the car before you closed the trunk. You walked to the other side but before you opened the door, you took your phone out and threw it away.

As you get in the car, everyone was watching you with concern. You rolled your eyes.

“Tony’s gonna track my phone down once he realises I’ve taken too long to reply.” You explained to them.

You guess that was enough of an answer as Steve starts the car to drive to their next destination.

Bucky scoots from his end of the seat to the middle, now closer to you.

You looked at him with a raised eyebrow and he shrugged, nodding his head towards Sam’s seat. It was pushed back and took up a lot of the backseat space.

Your eyes move to the rear view mirror to see the reflection of Sam’s eyes staring back at yours. He winks before looking forward, ignoring the glare you threw at him.

You sighed and settled comfortably in your seat, your shoulder brushing against Bucky’s. You tried not to focus on how nice the heat radiating from the other man felt to you.

You felt exhaustion hit you from the most hectic day you had experienced so far, knowing that the final confrontation was going to happen soon.

You slowly blinked a few times, your eyelids getting heavier before you eventually fell asleep.

The sound of doors slamming shut jolts you awake. You groaned, tired, rubbing your face against the soft material of what seemed to be cloth and quickly realised that you were not leaning on the door.

You froze, opened your eyes and looked up to see Bucky’s amused face staring down at you. It seemed that your head must’ve lolled onto his shoulder when you took your nap.

You lifted your head off his shoulder with a sheepish smile. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine.” Bucky smiled softly at you.

You cleared your throat, turning your attention to Steve and Sam standing next to Sharon Carter, who apparently helped them get their gear back from the government.

You see Sam, walk back while Steve continued talking to Sharon. Sam opens the trunk and puts his Falcon gear in before moving back to his original seat at the front.

“Could you move your seat up?” Bucky asked Sam, his voice gruffy.

Sam doesn’t even turn around before retorting in the same tone. “No.”

You snorted, Bucky turning to you with dismay. You rolled your eyes making more space for him, he smiles at you gratefully as he shuffles a little more to get comfortable.

Both of your hands touch for a second and you freeze but quickly relaxed when Bucky didn’t pull away. So, you left your hand next to his with a blush on your face.

The three of you then watched as Steve and Sharon shared a very intimate kiss. You muffled your surprised laugh behind your hand.

After they separated, Steve turns back to the three of you in the car and gave an exasperated look when he realised that all of you were staring at him with matching smirks.

The next location was the Leipzig-Halle Airport, where Clint, Wanda and a very enthusiastic Scott Lang were waiting.

You watched in amusement next to Bucky by the car while Scott fanboys over Steve in the most endearing way possible.

When the airport makes an announcement for everyone in the vicinity to evacuate, you knew it was now or never.

Steve tells everyone to suit up and everyone separates to change.

You chose an empty bathroom not that far from where everyone was at, relishing in the deafening silence so you could gather your thoughts.

As you suited up, you noticed how shaky your hands were as you put on your gloves.

You hear the door open and a familiar voice calls out to you.

“Hey.”

You turn to see Bucky in his tactical gear, the silver from the metal arm even more obvious when in contrast to his darker outfit.

You let out a laugh as you realised the fucked up situation all of you were in.

“This is so stupid. All of this.” You said, your voice becoming more agitated. “He should’ve known better than to entertain that goddamn document. He doesn’t even realise that he’s hurting people, people like us, by agreeing to the terms.”

In a blink of an eye, Bucky appeared next to you. His arm wrapped around your waist, like it belonged there, his hand squeezing in comfort.

“It’s okay.” His soft tone, making you calmer. “You don’t have to keep it in, just let it out. It’s just you and me here.”

You let out a shuddering breath, feeling anchored by Bucky’s presence next to you. A soft and patient smile on Bucky’s face, his hand now rubbing your back soothingly as you tried to get your wits together.

“Thank you.” Bucky whispered.

You looked at him, confused. “What for?”

“For choosing me.” Bucky replied, his voice soft yet vulnerable to your ears.

“Steve thinks you’re worth it.” You joked, making him roll his eyes at you before pinching your side and making you jump and giggle in surprise.

Bucky looks like he won a prize by your reaction. “You’re ticklish.”

Your face immediately fell and you tried to take a step back but realised you were held in place by Bucky’s tight grip on your waist.

You were saved however when the both of you separated after hearing the bathroom door open and seeing Scott peep in with his Ant-Man helmet and suit on.

“Hey guys, Cap’s ready to go. He wants us out soon.”

Scott then leaves the two of you as if the both of you were just caught doing something inappropriate by a teacher in school.

You laughed, wondering how you’ve ended up being caught in compromising positions twice today.

“Let’s go.” Bucky gives you a reassuring smile as you left the bathroom to join the team.

Steve paired everyone up into three groups to find the quinjet in the airport’s cockpit.

Clint with Wanda, Sam with Bucky and you were tagging with Steve and Scott as the three of you will be the first to handle Tony and his crew while buying some time for the others to find the plane.

As everyone began to move, you turned to Bucky and grabbed his arm to get his attention.

“Be careful.” You told him with a small smile.

A flurry of emotions go through his face for a second and you were about to ask him what was wrong before he pulled you in by the waist and kisses you.

You froze in shock for a second before kissing him back, your hands on his clinging onto his vest.

When you separated for air, the both of you turn to see everyone watching with smirks on their faces.

You laugh before turning to Bucky, who was already looking at you with a smile.

“Stay safe.” Bucky whispered to you before walking away with Sam.

You took a deep breath, looking at Steve who nods at you.

It’s showtime.

“I’m trying to keep you from tearing the Avengers apart.” You heard Tony say from your hiding spot where Steve asked you stay just incase things go south.

Your heart dropped at Tony’s words. Your worst fear was becoming a reality and you had no other choice but to face it head on.

With the inclusion of Black Panther and Spider-Man, you knew it was about to go down.

From your blindspot, you see Steve’s webbed up hands get free when an arrow flies through before Scott helps him get his shield back.

“I’m getting Maximoff.” You hear Tony said before he flew off, a small part of you happy that he did so you didn’t have to face him head on.

You run out as soon as you see Steve get attacked by both Black Panther and War Machine.

You send out a sonic scream at Rhodey as he was about to hit Steve, toppling him over to the ground.

“A big old sonic sucker punch after I let you fly with me? You know you’re on the wrong side of all this. What would Tony think?” Rhodey says to you.

You huff out a breath, glancing to the other side of the cockpit where Wanda just trapped Tony under a bunch of cars. “I think he’s a little too preoccupied right now to pick up the phone.”

You hear Rhodey chuckle. “Guess it’s time for your other big brother to discipline you.”

Rhodey then flies towards you but hits the ground again when Steve jumps in and kicks him down before turning his attention back to Black Panther.

He kicks the King away before Scott runs up to him and handing him what seemed to be a miniature truck.

“Throw it at this.” Scott throws a small device and Steve throws the truck at it, which enlarges at impact, hitting Rhodey straight on with a fiery explosion.

Black Widow and Black Panther narrowly escaping with their lives by the large flames.

“Lang, what the hell!” You exclaimed.

Scott stared in horror. “Oh man I thought it was a water truck.”

Steve only tilted his head at Scott as a response.

The three of you quickly make a run for the quinjet. You see the others slowly trickling in beside you, the whole squad now reunited.

Your path however was obstructed when a beam of energy shoots the ground, making all of you stop.

You see Vision arrive and you feel your stomach drop, you were so close to getting where you wanted to be.

“Captain Rogers.” Vision’s voice, booming. “I know you believe what you’re doing is right but for the collective good you must surrender now.”

You watched in dismay as the rest of “Team Iron Man” arrived, two of the teams now on opposite ends of each other.

You watch Tony’s helmet retract as he sees you for the first time with anguish written all over his face.

You turn your head away in guilt, meeting Bucky’s worried eyes instead. The realisation hitting you that this might be the end of what you once called a family.

“What do we do Cap?” Sam asked.

“We fight.” Steve’s bold voice coming through as he walked forward, everyone else following in his steps.

You see the other team do the same and everything picks up once everyone starts running.

Both teams clash, everyone splitting to face another head on.

You stick with Wanda and Clint as the three of you try to fend off against Vision and Spider-Man.

Your sonic scream blasted Vision back while Wanda threw crates at Spider-Man, who was expertly dodging everything thrown at him.

Clint then leaves to go fight Natasha.

You see Bucky and Black Panther fight in the background and you turn to Wanda, who nods at you before you ran off to help.

You watched as Panther kicks Bucky in the face, making the metal armed man fly and hit a nearby crate before falling to the ground.

Bucky struggles to get up as Panther extends his claws but you send a sonic scream that hits Panther, which sent him flying into an empty crate.

“Guess I owe you one, sweetheart.” Bucky gasps out, making you laugh.

“Sweetheart? That’s cute, I kinda like that.” You teased, Bucky grinning at you in response.

You run off to help the others, Bucky watching you go before running to help Steve.

You see Clint fighting off War Machine while Wanda faced off against Vision. Their powers clashing, causing Vision’s beam to hit anything nearby.

You were about to get to Clint when the inevitable happens and Tony lands in front of you.

“Fuck me.” You muttered as Tony’s helmet retracts, the disappointment in his face clear as day.

“So imagine me checking my phone after sending you a text and receiving no reply and then having to track that phone to a random warehouse in the middle of nowhere, only to find you with Rogers and his version of The Breakfast Club.” Tony went off on you.

You scoffed. “Did you honestly think I was going to roll over and sign the accords? Especially under a jackass like Ross?”

“No.” Tony replied. “But I was hoping you’d at least understand why I did it.”

You stared at him as if he grew another head. “That’s the thing, Tony. I don’t. You’ve never folded under the government like this before and suddenly now you’re their lapdog.”

Tony sighed. “Miriam Sharpe, a member of the State Department, Human Resources. I ran into her after my presentation at MIT. She blames me, blames us really, for the death of her son during our fight against Ultron in Sokovia.”

Your gaze softened. “How did he…”

“A building fell on him, crushed him. Honestly, I don’t know how many more bodies were unaccounted for during that fight.” Tony replied.

You hear the conversation of your team in your earpiece.

“The rest of us aren’t getting out of here.” Sam says as he dodges War Machine’s attacks.

“As much as I hate to admit it,” Clint’s voice comes through. “If we’re gonna win this one, some of us might have to lose.”

You feel your heart shatter at the revelation. You knew what you had to sacrifice next for the greater good in making sure the other winter soldiers, residing in Siberia, don’t escape.

“I’m sorry Tony.” You said, watching Tony’s face fall. “I know you can’t trust Steve’s judgement but please trust mine when I say that the man that caused the incident back at the JCTC Building is going to do so much worse if we don’t stop him in Siberia.”

Tony huffed out in frustration. “Give me a break, you can’t seriously-“

Tony’s words get cut off when a couple of Vision’s beams ricochets off Wanda’s shield and hits Tony in the back, making him fall to the ground in a daze.

“Tony!” You yelled for him. You took a step forward when a beam hits the ground in front of you, making you step back.

Another beam blasts off a pole next to you, causing one of the crates above you to topple and fall over.

Tony yells for you to move out of the way but you stood frozen.

You then felt your body get slammed by another, both narrowly missing getting squashed by the crate.

The both of you rolled on the ground before stopping, a heavy weight now lying on top of you.

You look up and see Bucky’s face smiling down at you. “I guess we’re even now sweetheart.”

You huff out a laugh before grabbing his face and pulling it down to kiss him deeply for saving your life.

As you separated for air, Bucky grins. “I think I should save your life more often if that’s the reward I’m getting.”

You grinned feeling the tense energy in your body dissipate for a second.

“This isn’t how I imagined being under you for the first time but I think it’s best if we both get up before another random beam hits us.” You said, making Bucky chuckle in response before getting up.

He pulls you up along with him to a standing position, your hands now resting on his shoulders while his arms were wrapped around your waist.

Steve ran up to the both of you, glad that you’re okay.

“Come with me and Steve. The others can handle the rest.” Bucky pleads.

You shook your head in response. “No, they need me here. You two need to go and stop the other soldiers before all hell breaks loose again.”

“We need a diversion something big.” Sam’s voice comes through the earpiece.

“I’ve got something big but I can’t hold it very long. On my signal, run like hell. And if I tear myself in half, don’t come back for me.” Scott adds on.

“He’s gonna tear himself in half?” Bucky muttered.

“He’s kinda dramatic.” You whispered to him.

“You sure about this Scott?” Steve replied.

You hear panting coming from the other end, assuming it was Scott running somewhere.

“I do it all the time! I mean once, in a lab and I passed out.”

The three of you glanced at each other, worried about what Scott had planned.

In the blink of an eye, Scott grew into a giant in the middle of the cockpit.

Rhodey now in his giant hand.

You stared in awe.

“I guess that’s the signal.” Steve said, looking up at a giant Scott waving War Machine around like a rag doll.

“Go, now.” You tell Steve and Bucky, the latter pulling you in for another kiss.

You returned it with so much hope and passion that you could muster, knowing that it would be a long amount time until you see each other again.

When you separated, Bucky leaned his forehead against yours. “We’ll come back for you.”

You gave him a soft smile and nodded before running off to help the others.

Little did you know, Tony had seen everything before flying off to help Rhodey.

You kept a distance, sending out random blasts of sonic screams at the other team while Scott swings and kicks random crates and buses to stop them from getting near Steve and Bucky.

It didn’t take long before the other team managed to overwhelm Scott, making him distracted enough for Vision to phase through his body to get to the other side.

Vision then shoots out a beam at one of the watchtowers, making it crumble to the ground to obstruct the path for Steve and Bucky but Wanda uses her telekinesis to stop the debris.

You then see her get incapacitated by War Machine and you opened your mouth to let out a sonic cream when Spider-man swings by and shoots out a couple webs that covers your mouth and then both your hands and legs.

You fell to the ground in surprise, watching as Steve and Bucky quickly disappear from sight as the rubble from the watchtower rained behind them.

Your job was done as you laid on the cold hard ground as Tony and his team took down Scott as well.

Spider-Man getting hit in the last second before hitting the ground hard.

Scott shrinks back to his normal size before passing out.

You watched as Tony checked up on Spider-Man and you see a bit of his mask off and you realised that he was just a teenager.

After making sure Spider-Man was fine, Tony made his way to you.

He rips off the web from your mouth, making you yelp in pain before glaring at him.

“That’s what you get for screaming all the time.” Tony tries to joke with you but you just continued to stare at him.

You watched him sigh before sitting next to you. Your hands and legs still webbed up so you couldn’t even move away if you tried.

“I saw you and Barnes.” Tony said, feeling your body stiffen next to him. “Is this what’s it all about? Some Romeo and Juliet thing you’ve got going on?”

You snorted. “Honestly with everything that’s happened today, I’d like to think Bucky kissing me was the last thing you’d bring up.”

“Can you blame me?” Tony asked. “My little brother full on kisses the man that had shot a bullet through his abdomen two years ago and I’m supposed to think it’s normal.”

You shook your head. “That wasn’t Bucky, that was Hydra. The same Hydra that experimented on humans and made them kill people.”

Tony turns to you, his expression softens at how vulnerable you looked.

“The same Hydra that tortured me, experimented on me, forced this stupid power on me, used me to kill before abandoning me in that cage once I was of no use to them.” You choked out, feeling everything rush back to you.

You turn to him with tears in your eyes. “So that’s why I can’t sign the accords. They’re not right. It doesn’t matter if it’s the Government or if it’s Hydra, we’re just gonna be used as pawns in their games until they don’t need us anymore. I don’t want to sacrifice my freedom just to survive in such a cruel world.”

Tony nodded, unsure of what to say next.

You then see Sam and Clint with Rhodey, they surrendered.

Now it was just up to Steve and Bucky.

After a couple of hours, you found yourself in a cell in the Raft.

Due to safety precautions by the security personnel, they crafted a mask that they strapped to your face as a way to contain your powers if you so choose to use it.

You wanted to say that you were surprised but you honestly weren’t. Only god knows what they did to Wanda.

You sat on the poor excuse of what they call a bed and kept silent throughout your day there.

It took Tony one day to check on everyone, you hear snide remarks from Scott and Clint from their own cells and you bowed your head down, not wanting to let Tony see you in this state.

You hear the cell door open and footsteps walking in. You didn’t move a muscle, the floor of your cell seemed more comforting than the conversation you were about to have.

“You won’t even lift your head up to look at your big brother?” Tony asked, his tone firm yet equally soft.

You hear his clothes rustle and in your peripheral vision, you see Tony’s body kneel next to your sitting figure.

His hand reaches out to your chin and lifts your face up so you can finally make eye contact with him.

When you look into his eyes, the usual warmth he always exudes to you had now been replaced with worry and regret.

“You shouldn’t see me like this, Tony.” You said, your voice muffled due to the mask.

He gives you a sad smile. “You shouldn’t be in here with this stupid mask. Reminds me of the first time we met and I got you out of that cell in that Hydra facility.”

“And now I’m back in a cell by the government.” You muttered.

“I know what happened to my parents.” Tony finally said after a few minutes of silence.

You looked at him, his face contorted with nothing but pain at the memory.

You slowly reached your hand out, grabbing his and he squeezes it in return before looking back at you with a determined look.

“They were killed in a car crash caused by The Winter Soldier.”

The information felt like a bucket of cold water was poured all over you but you weren’t prepared for what came next.

Tony looks into your eyes, his now forming with regret. “I lost control of my emotions and attacked Steve and Barnes. In that fight, I blasted his metal arm off before they beat me and left. I don’t have a clue as to where they’re currently at.”

You kept quiet. Unsure of how to process everything in you, your logical mind and emotional heart clashing.

Finally you took a deep breath and squeezed Tony’s hand. “It’s not your fault.”

Tony’s face turned hopeful at your words.

“But I know why you’re here Tony and I can’t leave unless everyone else gets to leave too.”

Tony looked at you in confusion, unsure of why you’re choosing this decision. “Why?”

“This is the result of the accords, I know you and Rhodey feel differently about it but I’m not going to abandon them. We need to be a united front even when we’re stuck back here.”

Tony rubs a hand on his forehead, feeling frustrated. “You sound like Rogers.”

You snorted, despite everything you still loved your brother just the same.

“Will you forgive me?” Your voice, timid.

Tony’s head instantly shoots up before bringing you into his arms for a crushing hug. “There’s nothing to forgive.”

You hugged him back. “I love you, Tony.”

“I love you too, little brother.”

After Tony left with the promise of visiting again soon after dealing with Ross and the accords, you went back to the quiet.

It was only day five when Steve infiltrated the Raft and freed the rest of the team.

You followed Steve to Wakanda right after, your heart beating quickly at the thought of being reunited with Bucky.

When the both of you walked into a room that seemed way too advanced even for Tony, you spotted Bucky sitting on a medical table and immediately ran up to him.

You see his face light up as you got closer before putting your arms around him in a hug. His only arm, wrapped around your waist to squeeze you back.

When you let him go, your hands automatically went to his face. Your eyes scanning every cut and bruise before settling on his eyes.

“Hi, sweetheart.” Bucky whispered to you with a smile.

“Hi.” You breathed out before the both of you went in for a kiss.

Both of your mouths clashing in a moment of passion, Bucky’s tongue prodding at your lips for permission to enter before deepening the kiss.

As you both parted for air, you hear a throat being cleared and you turned to Steve with your face red and your mouth a little swollen.

Bucky’s arm still wrapped around your waist while his face rested on a smirk at your embarrassment.

“Thank you for bringing me here, Steve.” You smiled gratefully at him.

Steve laughed. “If I didn’t, he would’ve just pouted the whole time and I don’t think I want to see a grown man act like that.”

“Shut it, punk.” Bucky growled out but his face was smiling.

Just then a woman walks in and introduces herself as Shuri, sister to T’Challa.

You sat quietly as she explained what they were planning to do with Bucky.

It turns out that he’ll be staying in Wakanda for rehabilitation with their medical team to figure out the best way to get Hydra’s mind control out of his brain.

Which meant going under for an unknown period of time.

Your heart broke a little bit but knew it was the best option for Bucky right now.

“You sure about this?” Steve asked.

Bucky gives him a small smile. “I can’t trust my own mind. So until they figure out how to get this stuff out of my head, I think going back under is the best thing.”

You see Steve nod in response.

Bucky’s head turns to you, a soft smile resting on his face. “For everybody.”

Steve hugs Bucky, this being their goodbye before you did the same.

Bucky’s hand lingered on your waist as you smiled down softly at him before pulling him in for a final kiss. “I’ll be here when you wake up, I promise.”

Bucky smiles and nods at you before entering the cryogenic chamber.

You and Steve watched as Bucky closed his eyes before his whole body freezes.

Steve turns to you. “What are you gonna do now?”

You shrugged. “I guess I’ll be staying here until he wakes up, like I promised.”

Steve smiles at you, happy that his best friend won’t be waking up alone.

“What about you, Steve? What’s the next plan?” You asked him.

“Sam, Nat and I will be doing what we do best. Helping the world while staying in the shadows.” Steve replied.

You nodded in understanding. “Goodbye Captain America, Hello Nomad Steve Rogers.”

Steve raised his eyebrows at you. “Nomad. I like that.”

“Hello!” Shuri’s voice calls out from behind you.

Both you and Steve turn around as Shuri walks up to you with a smile.

“I heard that you’ll be staying here in Wakanda while we help Barnes with his rehabilitation?” She asked you, making you widen your eyes at the fact that she’s even talking to you in the first place.

“Oh! Yes, if you don’t mind of course! I don’t want to intrude.” You nervously chuckled, realising that you never even asked in the first place.

Shuri laughed. “Perfect because I’ve been thinking of toying around with a new experiment and would like you to join me.”

You blinked owlishly at her, exchanging a glance with a very amused Steve. “Me? How can I help?”

“Your sonar abilities. I was thinking that I could help give you an upgrade to your abilities outside of just a sonic scream.” Shuri explained.

You turned to Steve. “I guess this is what I’ll be doing here.”

Steve smirked at you. “I guess it’s time for our Songbird to fly.”

You rolled your eyes at him before giving him a hug. “Goodbye Steve. I’ll let you know when he wakes up. Give my love to the others, okay?”

Steve hugged you back. “I will.”

As you watched Steve walk away, heading towards T’Challa in another room, you feel Shuri loop her hand around your arm as she pulls you to wherever she’s taking you next.

“Let’s help you get settled in first before we start with the experiments, oh and you’ll definitely need a new suit!” Shuri rambled off as you listened.

The thought of Bucky in the back of your mind but at least now the both of you are in the same place.

Now, you’ll just have to wait until he’s back in your arms again.

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Author’s note:

Uploading this was lowkey hell.

Wrote this for almost a week straight and I’m glad I can finally post it

Thank you for reading :)

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