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EXO Business!AU Masterlist

CEO Jongin- Limited ||Complete||

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Sehun- Be Mine

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Baekhyun- Unhinged

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Chanyeol- Destiny

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Yixing- Scion

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HBBH Masterlist

Taehyung: Dreams vs Reality ☁️😿🙌  

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Hoseok: Boy Meets Temptation ☁️😿🙈🙌  

1 // 2 // 3 // 4 // 5 // 6 // 7 // 8 // Epilogue (text)

Yoongi: Bittersweet ☁️😿🙌  

1 // 2 // 3 // 4 // 5 // 6 // 7 // 8 // Epilogue (text)

***these are older works, so read them with caution ;;

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Find my Way Back Home XII

Summary: Bucky Buchanan Barnes is smitten to a four insignia military officer—you. How do you think things will unfold? 

 Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

 Word Count: 2,232

 Warning: Swearing?

When Bucky left your office you felt like your body triple its weight and you can no longer stand. You can't help but bring your self to reminisce your time back in the days.

"Sergeant Barnes? What the hell are you doing in my tent at Zero dark thirty?"

"Scratch that, you're not even allowed in here unless something is urgent and important? And do you even know how to ask permission sergeant? You even forgot to render a salute" you reprimanded. On Bucky's defense he can't really render a salute considering that both of his hand were occupied.

Instead of feeling guilty and bad though Bucky only plastered you a cheeky smile.

"Thought I might bring you a coffee" he simply said, like this is the most casual thing to do when in fact this is highly inappropriate.

"You've come here at this godforsaken hour to deliver a coffee?" you asked incredulously. Bucky waited no further invitation and took it upon himself to sit on the chair opposite to your table offering you the mug which you hesitantly took.

There was a comfortable silence embracing the surrounding, in all honesty you appreciated the coffee—and the gesture. And him.

"Well I thought I might pay you a visit General, you were freakin' glorious in the field so I figured out you might be restless" you could feel his solemnity and sincerity through his words and you were glad there was a table between you two, giving you sufficient distance that disables him from hearing the thumping of your heart— how it was beating so fast that you could swear it will breaking your ribcage.

"Don't worry, 'probably the only one noticed it. You still look hot as hell" he remark and winked at you. How bold of man he is to say it to you—his superior. Nevertheless, it is one of the those reason he manage leave a mark of himself to you, make you cease from relinquishing his wake on you. Perhaps, it's one of Bucky Barnes' charm.

You playfully glared at him and reprimanded him from his vulgarity but his expression was never altered.

"That was indeed a very bold of you to say to your superior Barnes"

"Hmm, wouldn't have it any other way though, or else I won't be your favourite Sergeant" you couldn't help but laugh. He was certainly not your favourite Sergeant, you don't have favourites, but you can't deny the certainty of your fondness to this ocean blue eyes Sergeant.  He's someone you will certainly remember.

Bucky cleared his throat and brace himself, gathering all the courage he might to execute what he really came for— or main reason why he came into your tent.

Bucky might be a confident man but when he is before you he was weak on his knees.

"We're are being deployed tomorrow" he asseverate. This is something you knew already, prior to the other soldier. Something you're aware before the memo could even reach him.

You hum in understanding. It doesn't mean that you knew it beforehand it will ease the anxiousness you were feeling. It baffles you to be honest, this was part of your job, sending troops, battalion and  crops on the field, deploying them to make them do what they're made for—but for some reason deploying Bucky and his troops feels like something else; something different from the rest. You almost felt fear and resort to being irresolute, like you almost wanted them to stay at where they are—safety. But a soldier was never a soldier to feel safe. A soldier must be the one to feel anxious for him to secure the safety of others—their self were the last receiving end of their deed for they were the Forlorn Hope.

Bucky gazed deep into your eyes almost pleading and begging that whatever he was about to declare you may be in his favor.

"And I thought I might ask you on a date" certainly not what you've hope nor anticipated for. You didn't really know what you were expecting but definitely not this. In your career field, there's no room for these things.

"Come again soldier?" you reaffirm. You saw him swallowed deep and once again muttered "Please go a date with me, tonight, today , right of this moment" he said boldly.

"I know I should've of have asked you earlier, spend time with you longer but I was a coward mess and I can't find my shit to asked you out" you looked into his eyes to look for some sort of trace of ridiculousness but it was all solemn.

"This might be the only time I could do it so I'm taking my chances" he said hopefully.

You have to put down the mug of coffee in your hand or it might slip from your grasp.

"I'm sorry Buck, but I must refuse your offer" you said pitifully.

"It's just not the place" you added.

Bucky prepared himself for all the possible scenarios that might occur and this was one of those—he brace hisself for this. He prepared to armoured his ego and his heart for this, the possibility of you crushing it; and he thought he did enough but it wasn't. He thought that he was ready for the blow but he didn't expect for the actuality of it to hurt this much, just the thought of it was excruciating and he didn't thought experiencing it raw can make it ache any further.

You saw the hurt and disappointed crawled his feature and it wrenched your heart beyond words you could muster.

"Oh" was all he could respond and you understand. "I'm sorry for bothering you ma'am, I think I must keep going now" which you only replied with a court nod.

When he was about to reach the opening of your tent, back facing you, you decided to bid him your good-wishing.

"Sarge" you called last minute and Bucky was quick to turn around. You get up from your sit and walks towards him. Bucky knows the drill. At every deployment, a general would usually bid their farewells, and good tidings. Bucky couldn't be ungrateful though, he knows he would take anything from you any day even it as a small nod or attention—as long as it was from your. The dame he desperately yearned for, like a star in the sky which he couldn't quiet reach but he knows he would still gaze up on it and dream of it, quiet satisfied with even gazing upon it. That's all enough for him, he could work for that.

"Put you head on the swivel Sergeant Barnes, stay alive and come back home from the war" Bucky could only smiled at this, still flustered even to the smallest trace of concern you would display. Flattered even, that you would spare him even a modicum time of your day.

"I know you're a green eyed beast so come back home and consider it a date" you said smugly, the smirk on your face never ceasing to leave.

Bucky couldn't explain the delight he was feeling and he literally leapt his way towards you closing the distance between the two of you. Without second doubting he crashed his lips to yours, full of passion and promised, the feeling you were sure to cherish till the dawn of time. Bucky deepen the kiss and there's nothing left to do but to let him have his way on you, completely savouring this moment with him. After the kiss he gaze deeply into your eyes, unspoken pledge and sweet promises were made, you know the risks of it being broken but you were willing to held unto it will all your might and faith.

This will surely hurt you, not that you could care as of the moment, Bucky Barnes was worth it all.

"You bet I will" he said and his remarks makes the both of you chuckle and that was the last moment you shared with him before his departure.

In the year 1945, nothing devastated you more than the news that reached your quarter on the day of January; the news that bear about the fall of the Sergeant James Buchanan Barnes.

The only promised fulfilled on the night of your sweet pledges for one another was the heartache you've anticipated.

You wanted to take his offer earlier. You really do. It was extremely tempting to do so but as much as how selfish it is you wished that he would ask you to go on a date because he remembers that he promised you in the 40's the he would. But looking back at him earlier you knew just right away that he didn't.

You need to be honest when you hear about the Winter Soldier escapade and when you saw him, you wished that he would finally come back and go look for you, but he didn't. And you figured what they have done to him. How they've racked his brain to forgot and manipulate him you beat yourself for the first couple of months, blaming yourself for not being able to save the love of your life from the hands of those monsters.

Then this mission came, you thought and highly hoped that maybe if he will see you he will finally remember, Steve did, so maybe he would—but he didn't. Yes, you could see his eyes lingers to you, you can notice how he purposely let his body and skin touch yours every chance he got, the concerns in his eyes, but never the trace of recognition.

So when he asked you, you refused. Until he remembers, he's nothing but the Bucky of the 21st Century and not your Bucky back in those days. You don't necessarily want him to be the same man, no. That would be hypocritical of you. You just want him to recognize and remember you. Know that after all those years and decade he still remembers your like how you haven't forgotten him even a single day.

Your silent reminiscing were halted when Bucky immediately barged in into the room without knocking nor saying anything. Because of the intrusion you were jolted and now standing. When Bucky got a glimpse of you he waste no time at ceasing the distance between the two of you, crashing directly his lips into yours and enlacing you with a bone crushing embrace. His left arm immediately snaked at your waist and the other one holding your face gently but firm like an instinct.

"Well that was such a bold move Sergeant" you said in between the kiss when you were trying to grasp up some air to make up for the air lose during the kiss.

"Didn't even bothered to knocked. That was a left hand salute"

"Well are you gonna reprimand me?"

"Are you gonna finally listen to me?" you've retorted.

"That depends, do you want me to be a good soldier because I think I knew you prefer me bad" he answered back, his smug never leaving his face. But a moment pass and it was altered by a loving and adoring one.

"Well aren't you such a bold and vulgar, Sarge"

"And I think that's why I'm your favourite" he said proudly which earned a chuckled from. Definitely.

"I thought you forgot" you said solemnly looking in his eyes longingly, not really fully grasping that you were finally in his arms once again. Never you've thought this dream of yours will still come into a reality.

"And I couldn't believe I didn't remember"he said sounding so regretful.

"How could I forget" he stated—more to himself.

"It doesn't matter though, you've come home, you've finally came home and remembered" you said placing both of your hand unto his face, reassuring yourself that you were not dreaming, you need to feel his warm skin that always comforts you to reassure yourself.

"Yeah, I'm home, and I think I owe you a date" you couldn't help the smile that is creeping its way to your face.

"You're late" you release and laughter that lingers fondness. Oh how music it is to Bucky's ears.

"Almost a century late" you said feigning solemn.

And then a smile breaks again "but that's fine, I can probably make an exemption . Like a certain soldier asserted, you were my favourite Sergeant" and laughter from the both of you were emitted in the four corners of the room.

"Who would of have thought you would make a dame such as I to wait for less than a century for a date" Bucky chuckled at your remark and stare at you with all fondness, making up for all the time he loss and failed to show it.

"In my whole long century life, never have I met such a remarkable women as you are"

"And in my whole century being never have I met a century old man that still possess such virility"

And Bucky could only laugh at your vulgarity, remembering how cheeky you were back in the days. Oh how he have longed to be in his dame's arm. After a century long, he have finally found his way back home. He is finally home— and you're his home.

Always and forever—till the end of the both of your times.

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Find my Way Back Home XI

Summary: Bucky Buchanan Barnes is smitten to a four insignia military officer—you. How do you think things will unfold?

 Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader 

 Word Count: 1,248

 Warning: Swearing?

You were agape at what just Bucky uttered. For a moment you have to check for yourself if there's a problem with you hearing that caused for you to hear what he said wrong. But no, your sense of hearing were perfectly fine and undamaged.

"What?" still, you muttered and Bucky repeat it again without any trace of hesitation and shyness. Completely straightforward.

Then your eyes fell on the ground, quite feeling bad. You wanted to accept Bucky's offer, you really do but someone already beat him to it. You were already asked on a date by a certain lad and you were pining on that date for so long that you promised yourself you're not going on any date until he would fulfil his promise to you.

Bucky noticed your predicament. He doesn't need to wait for your answer to decipher that you would already say no.

"There's someone else is it?"

"How can you tell?" you said finally having the guts to to look at him again.

"The look in your eyes says it all, that you're waiting for that someone"

"hmm" you hummed

"I gave him my word— that I'm gonna go on a date with him" you admitted.

"And until he takes me to that date, I'm sorry Buck but I can't take your offer. I promise myself I'm not going to any"

Bucky nodded and mutters that he understand. He can see the love and longing in your eyes. Despite of his heart aching knowing that you just rejected his offer for someone else, he can't help but be happy for you.

"Is he nice to you?" he must know, he need to be certain that this man can take real good care of you, that he can you give you everything you deserve, that way he can at least be at peace, knowing you'll be at the hands of someone who's capable of handling you. If he can't have you then he at least wanted to be reassured that you're at the hands of someone better than him or else he would have a difficult time trying to swallow the hard pill.

You smiled at him, beaming with joy and love. It's a giveaway answer really. The way your eyes shines like he just gave you the moon and stars says it all, making you utter it yourself makes it more raw and real though.

"Yeah, he does" you pledged

"He's everything that a girl could wish for to be his man. I was one hell of a lucky girl to be called his girl" you said looking from afar, the smile on your lips never cease to leave and it was full of adoration and affection.

Maybe that was all the reassurance and closure that Bucky must hear for him to proceed hurting peacefully. He can't help but smile when your gaze met even when his heart were melting and breaking into million pieces at the same time.

"I'm happy for you" he admitted and it was a genuine one, he's happy knowing you have someone you're proud to boast to be your man, the look in your face says it all—that he really do takes good care of you, in fact the love in your eyes says it's more than that.

"Thanks"

Bucky silently walked back to his chamber despite of the heaviness of his heart, he can't help but feel proud on his self for trying. In the middle of the hallway he met Steve.

His friend noticed his gloomy state and asked him what's the matter.

"I asked her on a date" Bucky admitted to his friend, rendering him a sad smile, Steve was confused. He doesn't need to know who's dame was Bucky is referring to because the moment you step your foot into the compound Bucky couldn't tear his eyes off you.

"Then what's with the pug face?" he asked.

"She refuse" Bucky answered.

Steve's confusion grew further. You refused? Impossible. Why?

"She said she's waiting for someone else, she's in good hands punk. I can see it. She looks so happy talking about him" he admitted.

"That's enough for me, at least I tried" Steve couldn't help but punched his friend hoping it would finally knock some sense to him.

Bucky grunts not really expecting the contact.

"Ouch! What the hell was that for?" he asked while holding his jaw and checked if there's a blood in his nose because he was so certain that it was one hell of a punch and considering it was Steve, he would of have at least broke his nose—luckily there's no blood drippin'.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" He was shocked at his friend's vulgarity, not used to him cursing. In fact Steve would be the one who's always reprimanding them in their language.

"That girl waited a century for that date and you have the audacity to talk about her being in love with someone? You punk" he exclaimed, about to pounce on his friend once again when Bucky held his defensive stance. Bucky were confuse for a moment then realisation finally sinked in.

"It wasn't a dream was it?" he asked, more of a rhetorical one. Recalling the dreams that once hunted his slumber, a dream that how he deeply wished to be true. Recalling his dream that in reality was part of his lost memory.

"Can we just be like this please? Stay like this"

"Buck you know we can't, if someone saw us you'll be—" he didn't let you finish your words when he crashed his lips to yours.

He could still picture and feel how your lips feels and taste when you kissed him back.

He hugged you tightly afterwards, no one saying anything for a while.

"5 minutes" he declared.

"Let me have you like this for at least 5 minutes, please" and you agreed letting him hold you like that until Steve caught you bought in your intimate position when he barged into your tent.

"How could you not remember?" Steve retorted.

"Sarge"

"Put you head on the swivel Sergeant Barnes, stay alive and come back home from the war"

"I know you're a green eyed beast so come back home and consider it a date"

"You bet I will" he beamingly replied.

And now that Steve pointed it out to him, it was suddenly crashing all down to him in a series of flashbacks.

"I thought it was a dream. I thought I was loosing my mind, how would I know?! You didn't say a single shit!" he retorted back.

"Well you're already head over heels with the women, and I fucking asked you if you really can't remember her or something but you just give me an ogling eyes. When you're both seems cozy I thought you already remember? Hell, everybody seems to bloody know her except you of all people, geez. What a five plonk you are"

Steve then looked back at his friends who seems to be still in deep thought.

"What the hell are you still doing in here?" he snapped, Bucky looked at him confused.

"Aren't you supposed to be going after your girl? You idiot" as if that finally knocked some sense to him Bucky was already walking away from his friend after saying.

"yeah, yeah you're right. Of course. Damn hell you're right. See you later punk"

Steve could only laugh at his friend. What a five plonks indeed.

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Find my Way Back Home  X

Summary: Bucky Buchanan Barnes is smitten to a four insignia military officer—you. How do you think things will unfold? 

 Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

 Word Count: 1,438

 Warning: Swearing?

After the quinjet landed at the hangar the team were were quick to scram off from the jet. The way to the compound was surrounded with silence, not that there's still needed to be said really. At least not for now when everyone is eager to go to their room and slump their exhausted body in their comfortable bed, take a shower after the dreading mission.

Before everyone could completely parted ways you informed them about the debriefing that is about to happen in an hour or so.

When the team already had their well deserve rest AAR took place. You congratulated the team for the job well done and declared another mission accomplished.

When the team was tidying up their things ready to move out from the room you decided that maybe they deserve a little treat. In some way or another the team already manage to crept their way into your heart, you wanted to somehow thanks them for their cooperation and extending their effort in helping you to accomplish your main purpose.

Since your departure from the compound is near coming, already attaining your main purpose in staying—thanks to the team, you pitched on a little gathering it is.

"So who's up for a pizza later" you beam. Sam was the first one to display his eagerness about the idea.

"Damn hell I'm down!" he exclaimed. You playfully glared at his way and reprimanded him for his language.

"Watch is Wilson"

"Sorry ma'am" he apologized.

After that you quickly dismissed the team, looking at the clock you remember you still have some things to settle in about an hour—maybe after having a lil nap.

When the team exit the room they were met by a struggling SHIELD agent dragged by men in uniform, shouting and grunting filled the hallway as the agent continues to shout profanities and protesting to be let go.

When the men in uniform passed you they rendered a salute and after you've reciprocated it they quickly proceed to their business. The team were slightly at sixes and sevens but when they were about to turn on you and ask what's going on, your form was already disappearing from afar retreating.

"What the hell was that?" Tony questioned the look in his face mirrors the reaction of the rest of the team.

"No idea" Steve replied.

Bucky can't keep his curiosity at bay so he decided to figured it out himself—by looking for you. When he tried knocking at your chamber you're not there, as FRIDAY asserted. When Bucky asked the AI where you are it leads him to your personal office in the compound.

Bucky knocked and when he heard the muffled sound of come in he then barged into the room. You were shocked at first upon seeing him, quite baffled but then you immediately collected yourself and asked him what he was doing in your office. Not that you don't mean to see him, in fact it was part of your to do list to find and talk to him today, it's just that it is already an unspoken rule that when you're in your office no one is allowed to come unless it was Fury himself of another men in uniform. You didn't anticipate for Bucky to come and visit you.

"I was meaning to—" his talking were halted when another knock in the door ring the room. Shit, you can't have him here. You were known by your men that you were extremely uptight with rules you've implemented, seeing that Bucky is not wearing any uniform, you can't be seen having him here in your sacred sanctum—or else they would have others ideas, which none you wish to mention.

You were certain that it was one of your soldier knocking ay your doorstep asking permission to enter, because it's been the meeting you've been anticipating after the meeting with the Avengers—this is the errand you were pertaining to attend.

"Shit!" you muttered under your breath, you looked at Bucky with slight panic and with your reaction he was quite frazzled as well now.

"Quick hide!" you whisper shout at him, he didn't have any time to question what was happening when you were already shoving him in a small closet. You were quiet having a hard time fitting his herculean figure at the small cabinet but nevertheless he fitted due to your violent pushing, a series of grunts and complaints were released but you were quick to shushed him which is surprisingly, he was quick to obliged.

"Stay there and utter not a single word" you instructed firmly, pointing at him like a how a mother would to his toddler and Bucky was like a good puppy that just nodded his head. You closed the closet and stride your way back to your table slightly fixing the little gruff of your plain white shirt then immediately muttering another come in.

A man in uniform then entered the room and quickly rendered a salute, Bucky would once in a while peak at the whole of the cabinet and it would slightly shake, you would then glanced at it— or rather glare at it signalizing him to best behave.

"Ma'am, Cadet Alfonso reports to make a statement" Bucky couldn't quite see your face because of the back of the soldier facing him and his figure were slightly covering you but he was certain the you nodded upon the the soldier's statement.

"The mole have been terminated and send to the security like as ordered ma'am. Sergeant Maranzano would also like to extend his gratitude for the immediate action carried out" Bucky couldn't care less about what was the man is talking about but he figured out it must has to do something with the agent being dragged out. This must also attached to the security breaching issue. What caught his attention though is when the man asked you about the matter of your return to the military based and your answer slightly knocked  his heart sideways.

"Inform him that he could expect my arrival as early as tomorrow's afternoon" you replied.

"Will that be all ma'am?" he asked and you nodded followed by " You were now dismissed".

When the soldier left the room Bucky quickly brought his self out of the closet and looked at you sadly, your brows knitted at his feature.

"You were leaving?" he asked directly, he already knew the answer but he was still hoping your answer would alter, maybe he could change it.

"I'm not really meant to stay" you answered, slumping your body at your turning chair.

Yes, Bucky knew that your stay were not meant to be permanent and he was gullible enough to fell in love with you with such short span of time, but it's not that he can help it. He would if he could but he couldn't and that broke his heart into pieces knowing what will fold right after this day—or hell, it's just an hour to count.

"Why can't you stay, your chemistry with the team is great" he coax and you just laughed at him like what he utters was a joke. True, you had a great time working with the team but it's not just meant for you.

"I was train to hold a gun and get my face smeared with dirt while we fight in the actual battle ground were bullets were loaded to shower each other, enemy and friends. Yes we both fight bad guys but I think I'm not made for what you daily does and I fight different kind of bad guys. Wearing a super hero uniform and bearing the badge of Avenger is not really for me so I think Imma keep my military uniform and four star insignia" you  replied. For a moment Bucky was silent, at least he tried right?

"Anyway, what were you doing here Barnes?" you asked and Bucky was drawn out of his trance. Yeah, what the hell was he even suppose to be doing in here? Earlier he knew what it was but right of the moment prior plan jump off the window and without thinking he utters what he was dreading to say since the moment he saw you. Completely disregarding the repercussions.

"Because I don't suppose you're here to bring me coffee at the middle of the afternoon" you teased but Bucky didn't looked amuse. In fact your remark were not too far from what he was planning to asked.

"No, no of course not" he affirmed.

"I'm here to asked you on a date"

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Find my Way Back Home IX

Summary: Bucky Buchanan Barnes is smitten to a four insignia military officer—you. How do you think things will unfold? 

 Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader 

 Word Count: 1,561

 Warning: Swearing?

Steve literally have to drag Bucky out of the building, he would try to break free and run from the other building every chance he got to get away from Steve's grip. It was to no use though, because when the team emerge from their sight  Bucky was outnumbered by them.

"Bucky we need to get on the quinjet now!" Natasha barked when Bucky try to wiggling again.

"Please, just let me help her" Natasha would confide with him, empathise with what he felt but you made your decision and Bucky's going there would compromise all of your sacrifice, make it of to no use.

"Not gonna stand a chance" Nat only muttered.

When they reach the quinjet Bucky could only look from afar, silently begging whatever is there that could save you would save you.

"Steve" he called out, hoping his friend could understand his dilemma.

"That girl has been in a way worse situation , all we can do now is trust her Buck" but what's more to trust? what's more to hope when clearly you've just put yourself at the pit of death to save half of the population. Something heroic and so likely of you but would it be so bad, would it make him an even more cruel man if he was to admit how he wished you didn't? That for once could you be selfish?

"Do you trust her?" Steve asked, Bucky nodded. He does but the loud bang and the emission of light crashes all hope he has. Bucky could only stare at the blazing fire and the building crashing dumbfounded.The team were silence. No one needs to speak to explain to the other the whole situation, the sight before them says it all. You saved the city, you succeed. Bucky then wondered, you did the saving but who did saved you?

No one did. No one can now.

"Why do we have to come here with her but leave without her?" Bucky muttered in defeat, still can't accept the fact that they would be leaving without you. Isn't them the one that were suppose to do the saving? bearing the sacrifices that must come with it? because they were the one so called heroes? why does it have to be you?

"That was one hell of a blast, fucking shit" the figure emerging from their sight mutters while tapping off the dirt on her shoulder. Bucky leapt from his prior slump position in a record time, immediately enveloping you with a bone crushing embrace faster than a blink of an eye.

You were shock by his action and for once your face grew red because it's you who's facing the dumbfound faces of the team, Bucky was lucky because it's his back that was facing them. You were a flustered mess under his touch, dammit.

"Don't fucking scare the shit out of me like that" he demanded firmly, still holding you tightly. You don't know what to do nor say because the longer the embrace the more you can see the visibly growing knowing looks the team is giving you.

"Uh-yeah sure"you said dumbly and patted his shoulder why wiggling your self out. Bucky seem to snap out from his episode and realised what he had just done,not that he's sorry but he figured out it may cause you uneasiness so he let you go immediately.

You gave the team an awkward smile, something way too different from the usual confident you always appear as.

They were in a state of shock upon seeing you, like they saw a ghost standing right before them. You grew slightly perturb under their gazes speechless for once.

"Uhm- hi? " you said unsurely.

"What the hell was that?" Sam said breaking the silence, you walked passed them and sat at chair you've occupied earlier when coming here.

"The hell the what?" you asked, making yourself comfortable. Natasha then proceed piloting the quinjet together with Steve.

"How-h the..." Bruce stuttered.

Nat took it to herself to voice out what's here teammate were struggling to say.

"So...how?" how Natasha manage to put it simply.

"I mean how did you managed to get out?"

"Through the door?" you tried to joke but then she just gave a you a deadpan stares which brought a smirk on you face.

"Just kidding, I had to jump from the window"

"Cut major wiring as soon as possible to buy myself some time to escape the building before it blast" you added nonchalantly.

"And I believe Tony gave me this lil guy in case of emergency" you said referring to a small device that Tony improvised.

"And you could of have told us that but you chose to make us believe you're being patriotic and ready to sacrifice yourself and die?" Sam retorted incredulously. You just shrugged at his remark.

"And meanwhile Bucky here almost look like a lost puppy who can't find its owner" he added, when Bucky hear his name being mention he quickly looked away from the scene and diverted his gaze to the clouds that can be seen outside the window.

"Yeah, says the one who's eyes almost bulked out when he saw the building explode. As if you don't look like a child who lost his mother in the Walmart" Tony retorted and Sam grew flustered at how Tony just kicked his but off the bus.

"Hey!" he reprimanded.

"I mean that's normal, you don't usually beam with ecstasy when the person you looked up to get to be toasted, do you"

"Oh so you looked up to me then Wilson?" you asseverated but then later on smiled, now he grew more embarrassed. You winked on his direction and assured him that you were flattered which only makes him turned red as a tomato even more. He slightly chuckles and rubbed the back of his neck.

His remark earlier about Bucky being worried sick didn't left your thoughts though, without thinking it thoroughly you glance at his direction, your gaze meet but only for a brief seconds before he withdrew it immediately, looking again at the window beside him. You noticed how extra placid he is right now, and how he deliberately excludes his self from the rest of the team—sitting at the very far corner of the jet not uttering a single word to anyone at all for the rest of the flight.

[neenahnah21]

Find my Way Back Home VIII

Summary: Bucky Buchanan Barnes is smitten to a four insignia military officer—you. How do you think things will unfold?

 Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader 

 Word Count: 1,732

 Warning: Swearing?

 Steve was looking at his friend perplexed. He's been staring at him for what seems like an hour but in reality just a minute, he was staring at him blankly and he couldn't help but call him out for it.

"You ok punk?" he asked, trying to eat his meal while trying not to acknowledge Bucky's constant uncomfortable staring.

"Huh?" Bucky answered haphazardly.

"You've been staring" Steve blurted out, Bucky was quick then to withdraw his gaze. "It's rude and it's creepy"

"Sorry" he said shortly. He couldn't help himself though, the image of his dreams were constant on his mind. He knew it was just a dream but he couldn't help treating it like it was real.

"You sure you were ok? You don't seem like yourself for the past couple of days" Steve asked with all concerned. Worried that his friend might be in trouble that he's not telling about.

"Yah, sure, just a lil distracted tha's all" he replied while trying to focus his attention to his meal. When the door burst open his gaze quickly landed on the person who just came in like an instinct. When he saw you he couldn't help but brought his thought back to his dream. He quiet felt ashamed for having those dreams of you. He suddenly felt like he's intruding and breaking boundaries, not that he can help what dreams about now can he.

"You sure you're fine?" Steve asked seeing how his friend suddenly grew flustered, face is red like a tomato.

"You're red as a tomato pal, you feeling well?" he asked trying to be certain. When his friend failed to respond to his question he just followed his gaze and it landed to you. He doesn't need to ask any more question to put two and two together. It's reeking—how smitten Bucky is to you. Every since you've came Bucky's stares would never fail to linger on your form.

"For Pete's sake Buck, just talk to the girl" he said while shaking his head in disbelief. He didn't know a time will come where he'll be the one saying this to his lady's man friend. Since when did his suave friend become so timid and shy when it comes talking to ladies?

Bucky just dismissed his friend's remark and continue eating his meal even though his mind seems to jump off the building or stroll somewhere else.

You gave the team a quick briefing for the last time about the mission on hand. Recalling important infos and run over about the plan.

When everything is settled you quickly dismissed them to get ready.

"Tighten your belts and start gearing up, prepare your ACUs. We're getting off in five now chop chop"

Everyone was quick to leave the facility and Bucky was the last one to leave the room.

He didn't knew what came into him nor possess him but he just suddenly grab your wrist, you yelp at the sudden contact, not because of fright but surprised. You looked at him perplexed. Bucky couldn't believe that he was actually touching you, not from his dreams but in reality. He could actually feel your warm skin and could sense your pulse beating.

"Buck?"

He looked at you intently, wanting to say something but settle at "be careful later" you didn't say anything and just nod. When he's about to leave you told him "likewise".

Everyone was already in there position, you and Nat manage to make a breakout in the facility, examining every room floor by floor. You were currently at the 2nd one when you heard someone speaking at the end of the radio.

"There's a uniform insight at the east wing, 2' o'clock from your current position, what's your status?" Bucky asseverate at the end of the line.

"Roger that, lima charlie"

"There's two of them walking at the same hallway with yours, fully armed but walking away from where you are. I still need you to TACAMU copy that?"

"Wilcu"

You walk discreetly towards the two figures Bucky was referring to. You came from their behind silently, you grapple the man behind tackling him down and when you saw an opportunity to held his head, you hold it firm with your hands before snapping it. Natasha did the same thing.

You looked at her giving her a court nod before continue walking further.

"Contact. Wait out" you declared. For an unknown reason those statement were like a heavy blocks that settled in Bucky's chest. He wonder how many times it slips from your tongue. The way it rolled out of your mouth says that he wouldn't  like the answer but he is completely aware as well that it comes with your job. The important thing is, regardless of how many times you mutter it, you were still here with him.

With your current position, he held no doubt of the many numbers of battle you've been with. Even though it was done and in the past, it didn't meant that his worry would cease to exist.

For a moment he was distracted with his thought that he didn't notice the other assailant on the sight, luckily Steve remained alert all this time and informed him. He radeod it immediately but there's no more time for you to react, so he took an action. He need to thank whoever invented a scope and a sniper.

"Tango down" he could see from the scope your figure looking at their position, at the top of a building camouflaging.

"Tango Mike" you replied.

Everything went fine and well, retracting the information that you needed was a walk in the park. Too good to be true in your opinion. And you were never wrong. You were just about to leave the facility when you notice a certain glowing red dots, you follow the wiring that it leads to and when you looked up you notice where it leads to.

A hundred branch of wirings.

"Mike Foxtro!" you exclaimed and held your hands up indicating for the team to stop moving.

"What's the matter?" Natasha asked and when she saw where your eyes were trailing she doesn't need to hear you answer.

"Shit, that transformer leads to the city, we could cut it here but then it would explode immediately" she looked at you with full of worry fully aware of how damn the whole situation is.

"What's the matter?" Steve asked at the end of the radio. Bucky then held his eyes on his scope looking at your predicament. He doesn't need to be told about what is the twinkling red he was seeing. Even from afar he's damn certain that it was an improvised explosive device .

"What are we gonna do?" Bruces asked while holding the drive in his hand firmly. You study the explosive carefully and it's familiar. You've notice it's one of those you've encounter in Iraq. The explosive won't explode as long as everything remains still from where they are. This gave you hope. You could stop the timer. Or so you thought.

When you looked down you saw that you were stepping at one of the wiring and you've mentally curse yourself.

"Mission compromised, changed of plans" you've declared and the team look at you.

"Balls on the walls soldiers, you need to get the hell outta here, CSMO ASAP" you instructed.

"What? no!" you could hear different violent reaction, one that stand out the most was Bucky's refusal.

"We have no choice you need to start moving, fast"

"The timer will start moving if we move!" Tony exclaimed, completely disagreeing with your plan. Knowing damn too well it won't end on your favour.

"Well we can't stand here till the dawn of time now can we Stark"

"How about you?" Natasha asked.

"I need to stand by, I'm stepping at the major wire, if I move all of us will be fried chicken before anyone can say quidditch" you said quoting a line from a movie trying to ease the growing heaviness of the ambiance.

"If you go I might still have a time to cut some wires to stop it's connection to city" you looked at the timer and saw that there is a higher chance of you achieving your goal.

"Still have 10 minutes"

"What? No!" Bucky disagreed. There's nothing he can do now.

"Bucky! Stop!" Steve reprimanded, he knows the trouble he was is but there's nothing he could do.

"Even if you jump at the top of this building there's nothing you can do" he pointed out and Bucky never hated his friend this much for being right.

The exchange between Bucky and Steve were ringing in your ears, you have to stop the banter between the two of them makes your eardrums explode first before the IED.

"Stop!" you ordered and everyone was silent.

"That's the new plan, you get the hell out of here immediately, report to Fury, if he has some question about the mission tell him he can find every details in my file. When I said you start moving then you better start moving every fibre of your muscles and I can't believe that I'm repeating this but that's a damn order, copy that?" they were hesitant at responding to your decree. They were in some sort of moral dilemma. Bucky tried talking you out of it, thinking that you are not  understanding fully the situation.

"Y/n no!" calling you out of your name instead of your grade were something felt like too intimate, he doesn't bother to care though.

"Are you really understanding the situation? The only way of cutting the attachment of the explosives connecting to the city is blowing the whole building and that will include—" he was halted when it registers to him. That's was your whole point, that was your plan.

It was a suicide mission and Bucky just realized it.

"No" he mutters to hisself looking at Steve for some sort of clarification—an assurance that it was not what he was thinking.

Steve only looked at him sympathetically.

"No. Y/n no!" he cried out from the radio desperately clutching to it but you dropped yours already, can't really hear him out begging or it would make your decision irresolute.

"You have to go, now" you solemnly declared.

And the team has no choice but to oblige.

[neenahnah21]

Find my Way Back Home VII

Summary: Bucky Buchanan Barnes is smitten to a four insignia military officer—you. How do you think things will unfold? 

 Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader 

 Word Count: 1,454

 Warning: Swearing?

Bucky were hunted again by another dreams. This one was different though, the night terrors were not about his terrible fate at the hands of Hydra— the dreams were about you.

It wasn't necessary a nightmare, in fact it was quiet pleasant, too good to be true. Maybe that was the reason why it was called a dream, because it is impossible and way too far from reality. And he considers it a nightmare for being only a good dream and not a reality.

"What were you so distracted at soldier?!" he's superior exclaimed seeing how preoccupied Bucky is during a briefing. His shouting snap him out of his trance and quickly brought his attention back to the officer in front of him.

"Nothing sir" he denied, and his superior knew him damn too well.

"Well repeat my instruction then" he challenged and Bucky were tongue tied, not really knowing what to say, true to his superior observation, he wasn't really paying attention.

It's not that he's not a good soldier, it's just that your presence were extremely distracting, you looked to good to be denied every attention in the world. Wearing that officer uniform, moving so gracefully among your colleagues, damn, how could he deprive his self the sight of you.

Luckily out his not so great disposition you decided to be his dame in damn uniform ready to save him, like the guardian angel you are to him.

"Good day gentlemen, what are we having here" you greeted, when his superior saw you he was quick to render a salute and so does he-with an additional wink which caused you to roll your eyes.

"Just lay outing the defence in case the adversary decided to attack first, ma'am" his superior answered.

"Hmm, well I must get going now then, looks like you can handle your selves. I just drop by to say hello" you asseverate and then the two soldier rendered you once again a salute before you retreat the quarter.

Whatever they were doing earlier was now forgotten, his superior quickly dismissing him after an important errand demands his attention, to Bucky's gratefulness. He can't take another reprimanding, he can't afford you thinking any less of him.

"Well it's  just not appropriate for a dame as such to be all alone at this hour" Bucky remarked playfully when he saw you walking alone at the side of the river. You're current FOB was better among the rest you have been, resource was great and the scenery was a bonus.

Tonight was extra especial, the moon was bright and it was beaming with light that emits the base. It's reflection was can be magnificently seen at the river water.

"Luckily I can be a knight in shining armour at your service" he said shamelessly. You scoff can't help the laugh that escaped from your mouth. You wanted to reprimand him at how vulgar he was, but knowing him, it would be pointless.

"Well that's too bold of you to say soldier" you replied, trying to sound firm but the smirk on your lips were a give way that you are anything but.

"Well lucky you I'm a valiant soldier cause if I'm not then I won't be holding your hand right now, officer" he beam with full of pride.

You didn't noticed it until he mentioned it.

The echo of gun shots and artillery fires brought Bucky out of his dreams, sweat were drenching his clothes, the gruesome image of what fold right after his fantasy dream were a nightmare that twice it's dreadfulness to the sweet one he was having.

He couldn't shake the image out of his head. How he was holding your hand just a moment ago and then not too long after that he's already holding your limp body.

The image was too much for him to take. Luckily it was just a nightmare , one of the few good in his bad ones. This one were different in a sense that it was the calmness before the storm. Too good in the beginning but it was the same ending, horrifying.

That wasn't the last dream he has of you that night though. It seems like his fantasy and yearning of having you were finally keeping up with him, even in his unconscious state.

"What the hell?!" you screech when Bucky entered your tent without permission. When you saw your intruder you slightly relax but kept your uptight demeanour.

"What the fuck are doing here Sergeant Barnes?!" you asked firmly, he only gave you a lip-sided smile though, he figured out he like seeing you in authoritative manner, dominant and in control. You looked extremely hot when your pissed and he liked it knowing he's the one that can rile you up like this, the only one that can get under your skin without being beheaded.

"Can't I just visit my girl?" you scoffed at his response, completely not having this shenanigans of his.

"As if" you retorted.

"As if what doll?" he's now walking towards you, shamelessly checking you out, savouring every detail of you physique.

"As if you don't longed for me to be here? As if you don't want me calling you MY GIRL, because doll, I know you do" he said huskily, his seductive voice were making you weak on your knees and when you were just about to be slumped on the floor Bucky caught you in his harms, embracing you with a hug.

He firmly secure you in his arms, snaking it at your waist and looking at you lovingly.

"I miss you" he said while smashing his lips unto yours, at first you didn't fight it but when you realize how wrong the situation is you tried to break free from it.

"Bucky stop, you can't be here. You're not even allowed to be here. Specially during this hours" you said but your hands were still snaked at his neck and the other one playing absentmindedly with his hair. He just give you a knowing look and you couldn't help but chuckle at it.

"We can't, someone can just walk in" you said while looking pass him and checking the opening of your tent.

Bucky only hummed though, not bothered even a single bit with your warning. He only tightened his hold on you and brought his face at the crook of your neck, pecking once in a while at soft skin there.

"Buck..." you warned.

"Hmm" he replied still sucking you neck.

"Seriously stop" you doesn't sound like you wanted to which encourage Bucky more.

"We can't afford to get caught you know, hands off now" you demanded firmly, Bucky only shook his head and looking at you with his puppy eyes. That's unfair, you can't deny him anything if he's looking at you like that.

"Nope" he said popping the p sound like a child, you can only glared at him, not trusting your voice. When it seems like there's no way of talking him out of it, you tried wiggling yourself out which earned a grunts from him.

"Please?" he begged.

"Weren't you suppose to be supervising your troop?" he ignored your question, completely indulge at studying your feature.

"Can we just be like this please? Stay like this" he added, referring to your current position where he was embracing you tightly in his arms.

"Buck you know we can't, if someone saw us you'll be—" he didn't let you finish your words when he crashed his lips to yours once again. You could only savour the feeling of him.

He hugged you tightly afterwards, no one saying anything for a while.

"5 minutes" he declared.

"Let me have you like this for at least 5 minutes, please" and you could only hum and nod at his plea. You just hugged him back, closing your eyes and relishing the feeling of being in his tight embrace, listening to the comforting sound of his heart beating.

You didn't notice how the time passed by way too quickly, it's more than five minutes and you were ignorant of it. The sound of your tent opening is what brought the two of you out of your stances, glancing at the person's figure emerging with both horrified and panicked look.

And Bucky was once again awake from that dream. He tried to go back to his slumber after that. For a good few minutes he tried to find his comfortable position, changing from one place to another. Switching from side to side but he can no longer find his torpidity. The image of a flabbergasted Steve upon seeing your intimate position— emerging from your tent, never ceasing to leave his mind.

[neenahnah21]

Find my Way Back Home VI

Summary: Bucky Buchanan Barnes is smitten to a four insignia military officer—you. How do you think things will unfold?

 Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

 Word Count: 2,145

 Warning: Swearing?

Earlier, Bucky's stuttering mess were amusing you but now his straightforwardness were flattering you and sending you in a flustered mess. How come a table could turn around this fast.

You couldn't let him know that now, can you.

You looked at him with feign shock and his brows just knitted.

"Wow, look at that Barnes, you know how to follow" you joked and Bucky just send you a playful glare then grew embarrass right after. At the corner if your eye you saw him rubbing the back of his neck showing the discomfort he was in. You didn't dare to mention it though, not wanting to further perturb him.

"Uh-yeah, about that...anyway" he started. You looked at him and grant him your full attention indicating that you are all ears now.

"Uhh— one of the reason why I came" you just hum and waited for him to continue further.

"Just wanna apologise for how I behave, just yeah, tense I guess? But that shouldn't cover it so yah I'm sorry?"

"Are you apologising or asking?" you said solemnly and your deadpan voice caused Bucky to bring his face fort— his face visibly contorted by panic; again. You would of have laugh but then that would be too rude.

"I-Im apolo-" your laughter halted him and looked at you confuse as if you have gone mad.

"I'm just messing around Buck, no need to be so perturb, apology accepted. I don't take lashing out personally, trust me it happens— a lot." you retorted to ease his worry state, Bucky seems to relax at your nonchalantness about the whole situation. Maybe Steve were right, he was just overthinking the whole thing.

"You however does"

"Huh?" he asked confusedly.

"The whole thing, you're taking it too personal" you've commented while giving half of your attention again to your firearms.

"It's personal" he replied shortly and you hummed indicating that you understood. Bucky's story with HYDRA wasn't a secret tale.

"Hmm, why were you up this late anyway" you said trying to change the topic noticing how the ambiance of the room suddenly changed.

"I don't supposed you usually do your apologising during this shitty hours" you joked and Bucky just laughs.

"Can't sleep" and you laugh, well geez fucking obviously, you thought.

"Hmm definitely didn't thought of that" you've commented sarcastically.

"You surely do make a lot of sarcastic remarks don't you?" he told you, state the fucking obvious Sergeant.

"Hmm, would you like having me all solemn and uptight? I can do that too" amused dancing on your face and Bucky could only smile at your cheekiness, definitely didn't took you to be this playful and at ease. You were always professional during the combat training, strict and uptight at employing orders, keen in field and authoritative during meetings. He's blessed to be granted by this side of you in close doors.

"Hmm, definitely not. Got a fair share of that already" and you send him a playful glare telling him to watch his mouth.

"Seriously though, shouldn't you be already in bed? Grandpas need a good night sleep" you teased and you see how Bucky's face was contorted with feign hurt and anger.

"Oh so I'm a grandpa now" he scoffed "tsk, no grandpa looked this great" he boast and you would of have spit your drink when he retorted that, luckily you weren't drinking anything.

"Well aren't we hubristic now" you fired back and he just laughed it off.

"Uh-huh, have all the right to be" well, damn hell he was right. You didn't tell it out loud though, not wanting to further inflate his growing ego. His head might grow too big to fit in the room.

"Tsk" you scoffed.

"Nightmare" he suddenly burst out at the middle of the growing comfortable silence. For a moment you were confuse but then you realize he was answering your question earlier. You nodded and didn't dare to ask about what it was, not wanting to pry his privacy although you already knew too well what was those horrifying dreams all about .

"H'bout you?" he asked way too quickly luckily you were able to grasp it just fine.

"Hmm bad habit I guess, when you're in the military for so long it can fuck your body clock tremendously" you answered nonchalantly.

Bucky knew you were a busy person, never staying still, but knowing first hand that indeed you were always restless somewhat it clenches his heart.

"Uh do want any help?" referring to your still half cleaned roscoes.

You were hesitant at first, you were really sensitive when it comes to your gun, they just feel like personal belongings to you, which they really do. But for some reason you feel no worry at letting Bucky get his hand at those so you followed your guts and let him.

"Uh- yeah sure" Bucky could trace the hesitance that lingers in your voice.

"Don't worry I'm good at guns" he re assured.

"I can tell" you smiled.

"Back in the days" he started reminiscing the memories back in the 40's; the time where he usually do belong, when he's still a whole man despite of the war, when he could feel that he's in control of hisself— and his life.

Just like you he was slightly hesitant at opening up, not knowing if he wanted to burden you with his story but for an unknown reason of pull, he was comfortable at being vulnerable under your sight.

"When I was still in the Army, I usually clean my guns— a lot" he chuckled and you smile. You can see that he's that type of guy.

"Quite the sharpshooter of the troop" he said.

"That I've heard" you smile sadly. You knew the story of the great Sergeant Barnes who've been in an arm with arm combat with the great Captain Roger. When his story were told Bucky's was part of the package.

"Quite owe you and your team America's liberty" you smiled, your praises warms his heart, he knows he's in deep trouble for feeling such.

"Yeah" Bucky muttered suddenly his mood were changing thinking how different he is from that man now. How different of a person he is now compare to the old Bucky back in those days.

"Not quite the same man now though" he admitted. You brought your gazed up to him but his eyes were focus at the revolver on his grip, looking at anything but you.

Bucky was silently contemplating and thinking, if he would say out loud what he feels for you, would there be a chance of you accepting him?would you detest him? would you really accept a broken man? someone who's tainted and in deep trouble with hisself?

He highly doubt. He stand no chance. You were the type of girl who would fall at the arms of men like his friend—Steve, he's the type of man you would go for. He couldn't blame you though. You were everything that he's not, and he can no longer be someone like you are. And Steve could be a perfect match for you, he couldn't bring hisself to the hate the idea specially it was anything but a logical fact.

But were you really?

" No one's remains the same anyway" you said and that brought his attention up to you, can't help but keep his eyes gazing intently at yours. You smile at him reassuringly, intangibly comforting his by your presence alone. Like your beaming smile were suddenly emitting a light to the dark he was in.

"After a war, no soldier remains the same" you added.

"And we're in different wars, some are not necessarily can be seen by the eye nor can be written in history books. We fight our own battles and I think that's quite ok. It's ok not to be the same, I think we all are. Been in the military or not . No one was, nor really is" you reassured him.

Bucky were grateful for your words, it sounds so promising that he couldn't help but trust them.

"Thanks" was all he could say, not really knowing how to equal your words. You just smile at him, a soft one, contrasting the thin line of your lips that he was quite accustomed to. A softness that contrast your hard demeanour outside this four corner of the room.  A softness that he can't help but feel greedy and wish it was all for his eyes only.

For a moment no one really talked, indulged at the current task you were attending. Once in a while your arms would bump or touch each other accidentally—or is it.

You can't help but notice the often talked about prosthetic arm of his. You saw it of course, more often than not. You would glance at it once in a while during a combat training, would still glances at it during dining, would look at it discreetly from afar when he's unaware doing mundane things.

You don't want to pry, really. But as of the moment your curiosity were getting the best of you and you absentmindedly put the calibre you were holding and touch his arm. You knew it was inappropriate, breaking boundaries and impolite of you—you couldn't care less now though.

Bucky stiffens at the sudden action not really expecting it, but when he remembers it was just you, he slightly relax but still perplex at the sudden attention you were giving him. He just looked at you intently, letting you examine his metal arm, if it was anyone he would of have already grip their throat for touching him, but this was you and your touch were sending him comfort, something he didn't anticipate could ever happen.

When your eyes met, you didn't shy out, you just look back at him intently, shamelessly studying him—well that was for a good few second, because after that realisation dawns to you he saw how something snap at you and you were quickly called out of your trance. You quickly withdraw your hands from his, to his dismay. He quite like how your hands dance at his metal one, he couldn't literally feel it but the sensation was still there and he like how your soft one lingers to it.

When you realise what you were doing you couldn't help but curse out loud on your self.

"Fuck" you exclaimed and that seems to brought out Bucky as well. You gathered your courage and looked at him again.

"I'm sorry" you apologise, Bucky doesn't know for what really. "I-I don't know what I was thinking, I-uh I got distracted, shit! I shouldn't of have done that fuck" you stuttered and Bucky just quickly dismissed you off telling you that it was all fine, that he doesn't mind and it was no big deal.

You didn't mind what he was saying, too embarrassed by your action, so you just distract yourself again by finishing your task. You were still unsettled though. Bucky could see the inner turmoil growing within you, he's quite aware at the silent battle you were having with yourself but he didn't dare to call you out of it.

But not a minute past and he saw you finally giving in, you were once again giving in to your urge.

"Buck?" you said a little hesitant and too low to be heard but Bucky's enhanced hearing enables him to catch on it.

"Yeah"

"Does it hurt?" you asked and following your natural tendency again, your hands found its way to his metal one. Bucky savours the sensation of your hand touching his. He could get use to it. It took every ounce of self-control he has not to moan under your touch. The things you could do to him.

"Hmm?" he said haphazardly too distracted at the moment but he was quick to collect hisself, luckily.

"Uh no" he answered " not anymore" and you just hum at his answer.

Maybe that was just want you wanted to hear. That after all the trouble he's been into, after every havoc that came in his way, he way ok. He's broken but ok. Tainted but ok. Troubled but ok. He was alive despite all of it. Maybe that was all the reassurance that you need. He's ok.

Bucky looked at your exquisite face, witnessing how you render him a smile that didn't quite reach your eyes, despite of it he can still see that it was a genuine one.

Bucky's answer satisfies you, finally put you at ease and you could only give a smile as a reply to it. You know it wasn't a happy one but it was a smile that bears contentment and satisfaction.

He was ok, and that what matters the most.

[neenahnah21]

Find my Way Back Home V

Summary: Bucky Buchanan Barnes is smitten to a four insignia military officer—you. How do you think things will unfold? 

 Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader 

 Word Count: 1,654

Warning: Swearing? 

You were cleaning your guns when you heard a knock on your door. You glance at the clock right just above the door frame and when you saw what time it is, confusion plastered on you face. 24:30.

Who would be up this late? and most importantly knocking at your god damn door?

No one.

Never did you have someone to visit your room especially at this god forbidden hour, that's why you were hesitant at opening the door, but then you realize, what's it that you have to be afraid of? If it is a friend then what a surprise then if it a foe then surprise mother fucker because you ain't backing down shit.

You held your gun tightly why you're walking discreetly to your door and when you open it you quickly held you gun right at the person's face while slightly backing up, away from his reach.

When you saw who it was your bewildered state become more visible.

"Bucky?" you intended it to be a firm statement but it came as a questioning one. Bucky only plastered you a hesitant smile while holding his hand up.

"Geez, do you usually point a gun in every person on your doorstep?" he remark, amuse but then keen and on his defence stance. You on the other hand were still baffled. Why the hell is he here? and when you further study him you noticed what he was just wearing— a plain pj's and a black fitted shirt. Who would of have thought that the Winter Soldier could look this domesticated. And then the bag in his hand caught your attention. Your brows knitted at further perplexity.

"What the hell are doing in here?" you asked directly. Is he lost? because that's the only logical thing you could think of, that must be the reason why he found his way to your chamber. His answer says otherwise.

"Uhm, I brought you coffee?" was that a question? or a statement. But then it occurred to you it must be a statement and your demeanour probably factor the way he delivers his speech. Your colleague would often comment at how intimidating you were that it sometimes makes them unsure of themselves.

"Oh" was your only response, for a moment there was silence between the two of you not knowing what to say, it then register to you how Bucky was still standing outside. There's two cups in his hand. Should you invite him inside? was that necessary? but then is keeping his outside an ethical to your side? would it be appropriate?

You followed your guts.

"Uhm do you like-uh want to get inside?" since when did you fucking stutter and become unsure? Well yeah, probably under Buchanan's gaze. Geez!

Now you grew flustered, was it really wise of you to invite a person who's in opposite sex of you inside your chamber? at this hour? You don't want him getting any wrong idea, would he?Fuck, since when did you become such an overthinking twat ?

Luckily your invitation brightens Bucky's face an gladly took your invitation.

"Yeah, sure, of course please" he answered, and he quite wince at how he stumbles on his words. Steve would trip. You didn't pay any attention to it though, to his great pleasure.

You step aside and open your door further to let him in and when he stepped inside that is when he notice the different guns laying at the top of your table and couch, scopes and usual materials in artillery.

"Oh you were busy" he said out loud, you just shrugged and told him that not really, and that you were just passing your time. Bucky knitted his eyebrows, passing time? at this hour?

Well he's really not the one to talk especially since he's also still wide awake.

You proceed at doing your task before Bucky knock at your door, Bucky then quietly examine your room, it was extremely organized like how he pictured it, your bed was neatly made, the books at the your nightstand where organised, even how your pens were laid at the table were put in order then his glanced dropped at you physique.

He took his time at examining your feature, savouring every detail of your face. Then he noticed it, for the first time your hair was down, different from the up do that he was accustomed to, not that he's complaining. You're wearing a mustard yellow shirt and—oh you're just wearing a shorts. He could feel the heat rising at his cheeks. He has to sip on his coffee to hide his embarrassment. Geez, he's not usually like this, he thought.

Despite of it all, he can't help the butterflies growing in stomach, the quick thomp thomp of his heart and the unnerving desire to scoop you over and embrace you with a hug, snuggle with you till you both see the sunlight beaming at the curtain. He can't help it. So once again his gaze fell on your form, he decided that he has to keep his gaze on your face and never to travel it down or it might continue to affect him and some other parts of him, he doesn't want to get himself any further embarrassment.

"You know Barnes, staring could be rude" and that snapped him out of his trance, he was quick to pull out his gaze and look at anything but you. He was like a child caught doing something he shouldn't.

"But don't worry I don't mind" you said smugly and despite his embarrassment he can't help but smirk at your remark. Why does he feels like you usually have this playful manner. That behind your stoic and uptight manner you were actually a goof. He didn't dare to voice it louder though.

"Oh uh- sorry" he apologized not really knowing what to appropriately say.

"I-uh I don't really know what kind of coffee you like so I just follow my guts, something's telling me you like Black and strong one you Uh-" Bucky was mentally cursing hisself, he was not usually a stuttering mess under any dame's presence. In fact he was a lady's man because of how subtle and smooth he is. Always charming and not a mess. It must have something to do with time, he blamed.

You seeing Bucky's predicament, you decided to put an end to his tense demeanour, his blubbering mess were quiet cringing you.

"Good choice" you said, and that put an halt to his talking.

"Great instinct, I like Black and strong coffee" you added and you could hear him muttering really?. When you glance at him you saw his beaming with joy as if he just perfected his exam and got an A on a test.

"Yah, keeps you awake" you added, and then Bucky notice it, how everything in you looks so perfect but then your eyes looked so tired and worked up. It doesn't make you any less beautiful but it clenches his heart thinking you were not getting any enough rest.

"Were you even getting any enough sleep" he asked, you were just about to take another sip at the coffee he just offered when his comment drew your attention. The sudden display of concern flips your stomach but you decided to ignore and shrugged it off.

You don't want Bucky to see he was affecting you, so you pull out your usual defense mechanism against this kind of stuff. Being a sarcastic and coy.

"Why, do I look like shit Barnes?" the alarmed look on Bucky's face would of have make you laugh, only if you were not pulling this act. The prior concern look on his face were replaced with a panic one.

"What?! No!" he quickly denied "of course not, what I mean is just— no uh-of course you're pretty- I mean you're always pretty but—I, I always find you pre—shit!" he curse and you saw him taking a quick breath seemingly collecting hisself before talking again.

"What I'm trying to say is that, you look pretty" amusing were now dancing on your face and that sends Bucky more on edge "but I'm not saying in a way that you're pretty pretty more on a — I mean yeah you look good but not that" he's mentally beating hisself for this.

"So are you saying I'm not pretty then?" you beamed

"Of course you are!" he answered way too quickly.

"Shit it's all coming out all wrong!" he exclaimed with frustration.

He wanted to say that you looked great without creeping you with the thought that he was finding you attractive or at least he doesn't want to scare you off. He wanted it to come out as a genuine and platonic compliment but it's all coming out and sounding like he's head over heels smitten with you—not that he's not, but he doesn't think he wanted to come out like this.

In the midst of bubbling mess your heart felt laugh echoed in the room and snapped him out of it.

"Geez Barnes, calm the foxtrot down" you laughed off.

"You can just say that I look good and you found me attractive and that would save you from the stuttering mess you are" you said smugly, Bucky would of have denied it, smeared the smugness off your face but then he would be lying.

Bucky just laugh at how straightforward you were. Didn't know you could be this vulgar.

"and I won't bite" you added while laughing with yourself.

"Instead of digging yourself a bigger hole, geez"  Bucky laugh with you this time, no longer holding hisself back. You were right, why is he still denying it to hisself and to you. What's the point.

So he gathered all his guts and admitted it.

"Yeah, yeah you look great, exquisite in fact" he mused.

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Find my Way Back Home IV

Summary: Bucky Buchanan Barnes is smitten to a four insignia military officer—you. How do you think things will unfold? 

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader 

Word Count: 1,556

Warning: Swearing?

All of those exchange between Bucky and you fold right before the teams waking. Never did they anticipated that a certain you who's well poised and compose would loose it. And when you left the facility, the ambiance of your upset demeanour still lingers—palpable.

The hours that past seems to be the longest to Bucky. With those time he was able to reflect his action, how irrational and disrespectful it was. How unlikely of him to lash out on you.

Regardless of the situation given, you were still his senior, superior and most of all the commanding in chief of every individual in the compound.

But still, you can't fully blame him for showing a raw reaction, it is something that didn't took you by surprise. Bucky felt extremely agitated by the fact that you just freely let loose the people who's been part of his unending nightmare and restraints from horror.He felt like he was being blatantly deprived by the justice he's longing for— and he can't stomach the fact that of all people it must be you who will be behind it. But there must be a great reason why you've employed those orders, that he realize now and he was quietly beating himself for being so impulsive and snapping out.

He looks at the clock that is hanging at the wall, they've just arrive at the facility room where AAR are usually done. You're late. A first time in never to happen and it sends Bucky at edge. Thousands of things were running into his mind, is he the reason? were you that mad? did he really push your buttons? are you not coming? were you ok? where are you? time pass now way too quickly for his liking. 15 minute that is prior to the 15 minutes pass and still you were in no sight.

"Are you ok pal?" Steve asked, looking his friend so tense sends him on edge as well.

"She's still not here" he just answer.

Steve tried to comfort his friend saying that something must of have demanded your attention and that you must be on your way, beside it is only 15 minutes that pass, there's still 15 minutes that is left for waiting. Something in Bucky was telling him that it was not the reason. Something must of have happened or the reason of your still absence must be him—he's loosing it. Steve would only reassure him that it just his nerves that making him this anxious and he might be just overthinking.

But another 10 minutes pass and you're still not around. Now he was worried. Shit.

He waited for another 5 minutes and when the clock finally indicated that 5 minutes were about to pass he took it upon himself to find where you were. He was just about to leave the room when the door burst open revealing you in your glory, a little frazzled and out of breath but when you saw the team right before you, you're quick to collect yourself and be back at your stance.

You straightened your back and walked daintily towards them.

"I'm sorry I'm late, something came up" you said solemnly, you're not late Bucky thought, you're just in time.

But then it occurred to him your military rule, being on time is considered late and being early is just on time.

"Anyway, shall we proceed now to the main course?"  the team was quick to nod their heads in agreement.

Assessments were made, errors were being pointed out, recommendation were being raised.

"It's just weird" Tony commented and all eyes were now on him.

"There's no trace of violent extraction of information in the system, there's no trace of unfamiliar program that's been use to encrypt in order to attain the stolen data, and my ego would definitely not accept the fact that my security system were deteriorating already"

The team were in deep thought of that, but that's the reason why you were late, you've taken the matters in your own hand already.

"Clearly there's a mole here" you've retorted and the team agreed that it must be the most logical situation.

You can't compromise the upcoming missions though, of raiding a HYDRA base, just because of this happening.

"But we can't compromise the mission just because of this" and the team agreed to that, so you asked them about what could be your possible layout plans.

Everyone gave a new suggestion on how to siege their base and you just nod, calculating every given proposal, weighing the pros and cons of it.

"Ok very well then, I've heard you all"

"But then there's a lot of loopholes there, we can't afford to commit error. The prior plan we've made, that one was the impeccable one so we must stick to it" and this earned pretty much a violent reaction from every member of the team.

Saying how foolish that one would be, you're not having any of their whining though.

"That plan was disclose now, the layout of it were part of the stolen files" Bucky said in a matter of factly tone, not that you don't know it.

"I know" you've replied shortly and then they threw a questioning look.

"Then why are we sticking to it? If it is pretty much revealed already to the enemy? Was this a suicide mission?" Bucky retorted, and the team then seconded it.

You just dismissed them. Adamant to get at the end of this for them to finally see your point.

"In our formed tactics if you were the enemy how will you counterattack it?" you asked ignoring there puzzled looks

"Mostly from behind, outnumbered the enemy and ambushed" they answered.

"Precisely, they are gonna assault us from behind to take us by surprise thinking we're gonna attack them in front. Let them think that. Most leaders of war don't win them without deceiving the enemy. So we're counter attacking their counter attack. Clear?" they nodded hesitantly still not fully grasping it yet so you continue shedding them your light.

"Let the enemy think that they incapacitated us, we're gonna play like how a cat would to a mouse. Let them think they're one step ahead of us, which they are. We're gonna feign weak and immobility and then pounce at them when they grew at ease. Attack them when they least expect. They might be one step ahead of us but we are twice step ahead of them. Are we clear?" you can now see that they're finally seeing your point, they can now see the art of your work so they just nodded and hum in understanding.

"It is important for you to know your capacity and keenness in field but above that it is a necessity to know your enemy's thinking to ensure victory. Knowing oneself is not enough, you might achieve your goal by that but it would only be out of luck. Knowing how your foe works will enables you to know how to move with precision and no error—and that is the sure ease win. It will not be a one time victory but rather an endless one." you clarified and now your prior actions and decision were starting to finally make sense. Your willingness to offer the enemy an small insight about you just to fully unravel them. A small sacrifice for a greater cost. A pretty smart move, now that can Bucky fully assess it.

"Are you copying that?"

"Ma'am, yes ma'am!"

"Good! now, we're laying the plans, first we will follow what has been priorly discussed, follow the tactics. But then the counter attack for their counter attack would be me and Natasha at the first base, Agent Romanov be on my six. Steve and Bucky, since you're the blue buddies always BOLO, Rhodey and Bruce will have the frontal assault, we're going for the offense as defense while Sam and Clint were incharge for the defense as offense, youre the assault from behind. After retracting the documents and file by Tony, we're then going for Guerrilla tactics, obviously we need to move on the double, are we all clear?" you're too engrossed at laying them the tactics and plan that you failed to register the absence of their response.

"Any inconvenience or change of order must be reported to me ASAP, as much as possible don't attract the big green winnie, no smoking and joking in the field always put your head in the swivel and remain Bravo Foxtrot I don't want a gaggle-fuck, if you think that you're being compromise then GTFO ASAP, radio me immediately"  you added and the fake cough is what caught your attention. When you brought you face up you are met with their bewildered states.

"What's with the soup sandwich faces? Do you have any saved rounds?" you asseverated.

"Permission to speak ma'am?"

"Well GOFO soldier, granted!" you almost rolled your eyes.

"Uhm do you know how to speak in english?" Bruce said a little hesitant, quietly contemplating if he should voice it out or not.

"Ma'am?" he added in a last minute.

"Uhm, maybe we can break it down to them in layman's term?" Steve suggested.

"Very well then, didn't expect you to be so lost in the sauce but anyway, I'm breaking this down barney style"

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Find my Way Back Home III

Summary: Bucky Buchanan Barnes is smitten to a four insignia military officer—you. How do you think things will unfold?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 1,657

Warning: Swearing?

Thursday. Never did anyone thought they would have such a dreaded long week—and it didn’t even ended yet. Well unknown to the team, an expression of exaggeration, there’s still a human part of you that long lived which allowed them to rest for the whole day. They thought that by the end of the week they would be dead by how tight and iron fisted you were.

Sam were right, soldiers would hate to have their regiments under you because they would be a frail soldiers before the war could even start. If they could survive the war, then for sure they would be dead during the training and that shit don’t altered its process; it’s training first before combat.

But they could see were you were coming from though, your profession requires it. A mass number of people lay and depends their lives on your command and you can’t afford to allow any single error nor slacking. That’s why you were so meticulous at employing perfection in your craft. You want every thing done plausibly and in precision—and that’s when Bucky notice it.

How everything you do were done in the most impeccably calculated way. How resolute you were with your actions. In dining, like were they were now, he would look at his watch once in a while, examining you like how he would examine his target during a mission, carefully studying and reading your move. You will be done eating at exactly 7 minutes, keep and collect your dish under a minute, mingle and meddle with them for another 5 minutes, and then you would stay longer for another two depends on the given situation on what would be your activity for that.

And after the 15 minutes you would already excuse your self, and then that would be the last time the team would see you. You would already be off somewhere doing whatever extra curricular it is that remains to be in need of your attention.

Even during the team’s break time, you would still be restless. Never on the same area for longer than 30 minutes, unless it was a combat training. And even then Bucky would still study you, he picked up you would sheath your knuckles with a hand wrap under thirty seconds. How you were able to gear up no more than a minute. How you would be on a certain meeting at exactly 15 minutes prior to its decided time—he would know because they were there 15 minutes before that 15 minutes.

He would notice how you were already done doing mundane thing as early as 6:45 while the team would still be just taking their breakfast. He notice how precise you were with everything you do, today was no exemption to that.

He would once in a while look at his watch waiting for your arrival at the kitchen, and when the hand of his hand watch landed exactly at 6:15, that’s when he saw you entering the kitchen. At exactly 6:22, you finish your meal, the same routine goes afterwards and when it’s already 6:30 you were just about to leave the provision.

Something went off though, the alarm goes blazing, FRIDAY informing everyone in the facility about the intrusion, a security bleaching. Everyone was quick to be on their stance, leaving the kitchen immediately and geared up. You were quick to bark orders before Steve could even start speaking.

“Clint and Bucky will go over and look for the intruders while Tony have the checking in the Security Provision with Natasha, Bruce go on the downside of the building and check for further breaching while me and Steve beat them at the hangar, this people have a thing for being extra so surely they won’t have their way out through the front door. Rhodey and Sam be on the look out” you barked out. “ Clear?” you asked last minute to check some clarifications but when they’ve mutter yes ma’am, you’ve quickly dismissed them with one more last decree.

“Bruce, we don’t want them at the second base of the building, that’s too sensitive for the enemy’s eyes and everyone, follow directly my order at all times. Listen carefully at my ROE” and with that you were all quick to scram off and proceed to your all designated task.

Steve who was just following you notices something off, you didn’t left the kitchen because clearly you’re still wearing your PJ’s and it baffles him. Are you seriously engaging in a battle without a weapon? Were an earpiece enough? But before he could ask a question you were already pulling you gun from your behind. You were walking hastily at the hallway looking for any enemy strolling, fortunately and not, there’s no one.

You glance at your six just to make sure and that is when you were met by a confuse stare from your company, you raised an eye brow and Steve was hesitant to asked but still go for it though.

“Uhmm were those always...” you saw how intently he was looking at the gun on your hand and you’ve figured out his bafflement immediately.

“With me all this time? yeah. Is it always with me? yes. Do I always brought it with me? yes. Everytime? yes. Everywhere? another yes even when I sleep? definitely and why? just because”

Steve was speechless, pretty much nothing to say now because you’ve already covered up all the possible question he was just about to inquire.

“Does that answer you question?” you asked and he only nodded, now embarrassed with himself for just even asking.

“Good, now will you please try keeping up” you’ve retort seeing how a little far he is behind you and you can pretty much hear a muffled laugh and snickers at the end of the com.

Bucky could only snicker at his friend whom he’s pretty much sure were as red as a tomato right now.

Upon reaching the hangar you’ve position your self. Bucky and Clint quickly radio you about their status, the Hydra agent were going on your way. Steve then informed them that you were in position to counteract them.

True to their words not a minute pass and you can already see three agents running at the hangar holding a folder of what seems like to be originally belong to the Avenger facility and when you’ve quickly examined it , Operation: H.Y.D.R.A and it dawns to you.

“Hold your fires” you’ve order, and you saw Bucky’s figure emerging as well at the hangar.

“What?” he asked incredulously, as if he had heard you wrong. You were holding Steve’s chest to signal him to stay still.

“I repeat, stand by and hold your fires” you’ve barked out again. Just like what is anticipated you heard Bucky’s violent reaction.

“What? they’re getting away!” he exclaimed, still holding his gun aiming at the three agents running off, but didn’t dare to fire—yet.

“Yes, and I can fucking see that” you’ve retorted.

“Then why are you...” his talking was abrupt when a helicopter landed at the hangar picking up the three agents, Bucky couldn’t stand still, he has to do something. Defying your orders, he pull the trigger and showered the agents with bullets, they were quick and your constant barking distracts him, that’s why he only manage to hit the enemy in no critical areas and not shoot them dead. This furious him.

“Whiskey Tango Foxtrot was that?!” And so were you.

Him for not stopping what just fold right before him. And you, for him not fucking taking your order like how he’s supposed to.

During the march inside the facility you were quick to keep with Bucky ready to scold and GOMOR him.

“What the fucking hell was that? Are you not listening for my ROE Sergeant? I said stand by and hold your god damn fire and I thought that was understood CFB” you’ve scold, extremely piss beyond belief at his defiance. Not that you’re surprise but that doesn’t ease your temper.

Everyone was walking in edge as well, quiet disappointed at failing to restrain the adversary from retaining the documents they have just stole. Also surprise with your bursting anger.

“Obviously stopping them” he exclaimed back while freeing his arm from your grasp.

“They were retreating with the stolen files they’ve retracted—clearly your GAF factor was in no sight, so I took an action. I did what I must”

“Is that so? huh? Is that why you just blatantly defy my fucking order Sarge?” now you were just plainly having an arguments, you no longer being all poise and graceful. Completely mad and ready to break someones face.

“Captain Rogers have no problem at following my decree and here you are questioning how I manoeuvre a fucking situation?!” Bucky just stare at you in a deadpan manner but you can clearly see through how he was trying to keep in control the growing turmoil inside of him.

“Fucking unbelievable aren’t you?” and when you figured out you’re not getting anything from his deadpan manner, you decided to drop the matter as of the moment, clear off your mind to gain your rationality back.

“I’m dropping a nuclear option here, better just prepare your 411 before the AAR, dammit” you’ve declared.

“Clearly someone needs an assessment for their action” and this earned a scoff from Bucky.

“Pft, You’re the one to talk” he retorted and it took every fibre of your being not to further argue him on that because if you do, you can already foresaw how long an argument this would be.

So you took deep breath and gather your guts to just drop it off. No longer seeing the point of keeping this up. And when you can feel you are slightly clear headed you immediately left the area, no longer being able to stand Bucky’s presence.

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Find my Way Back Home II

Summary: Bucky Buchanan Barnes is smitten to a four insignia military officer—you. How do you think things will unfold?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes

Word Count: 1,561

Warning: Swearing?

Bucky and Steve were now gearing up their hand wraps. Bucky didn’t thought he could still be this exhausted in a combat training since the 40’s, well that’s a huge thanks to the super soldier serum, today however was an exemption because you did numbers on them.

Natasha who’s always compose and all poise during training were now draining in sweats, if she could be a puppy she would be dangling her tongues out. Tony being Tony were non-stop at complaining barking about what a huge bitch you are and only if you’re not a god damn general how he would of have,with all his will, have you terminated.

Steve together with Bucky didn’t anticipated that their super soldier serum wouldn’t manage to keep up with all the cardio and excessive work outs you’ve order to execute.

Oh how right Sam was.

“You know she’s all great and marvellous but damn hell, theirs a reason why I enlisted in Air Force and not Marine Corps nor Army, geez, that woman was a beast” as how Sam would label you. Their’s no questioning his remark.

“Do you think I was messing around Agent?” you’ve barked while towering an agent who’s in all his fours, performing a push up for what seems like longer than a normal being could keep.

“No, ma’am” the agent replied almost out of breath, now fully slump on the floor “but I can’t keep going anymore, ma’am” he admitted, the sweat drenching him and his pale lips were a give away of how true to his words he is. You however were not having any of it.

“Yeah is that so? so you’re giving up agent?” you’ve retorted. The agent wants to argue to that, he wanted to say no, but he’s current state says the other way around.

“Are you all tongue-tied now Agent? Did I ask you a question?” that’s more a rhetorical one because you didn’t wait for him to answer. “When I ask a god damn question soldiers you answer, unless you’re deaf because surely a person who’s at least two brain cells were working and a pulse that’s beating can fucking grasp that, am I being clear as bell here?”

“Ma’am, yes ma’am!” they all replied simultaneously.

Now you’ve looked back at the almost defeated agent in front of you.

“There’s no such thing as, I can’t keep going anymore, in my fucking vocabulary agent. In battlefield when an adversary were showering you bullets you can’t shout you can’t keep going now can you?” you taunted.

“No, ma’am” the agent replied shortly.

“Damn hell right you can’t, I don’t need a quitter in field so you either beat your face right now agents and give me twice than what I asked or you better fucking leave this facility, right this moment. Surrendering is not part of my fucking orthodox ”

All of this fold right before the teams eyes. Surely you’re hot as hell barking orders and and authoritative but hell, you’re damn scary. Authority suits you well.

“And why is that?” Bucky asked absentmindedly to Sam who’s gazed were still lingering at your form, walking around and supervising every agents that’s performing whatever decree it is you’ve employed—not fully knowing the same faith will fell before them in just a moment.

“Hell man, can you see that?!” Sam retorted incredulously.

“Surely, she’s most favoured among persons in authorities, government and sovereign figures but geez, she was despised by the soldiers. I don’t even want to be in a regiment under her supervision” Now Bucky was picturing out how would it be being under her division supervision, being near her all the time, getting the glance at her once in a while. His fondness were clouding the best of him so once again he asked Sam unwittingly why is that.

“Man, I’ll be dead before the war could even freaking start” Sam only answered.

The light tap on Bucky’s shoulder brought him back to the present, he looked at his friend and dazedly ask what’s the matter.

“Are you ok punk?” Steve asked his friend seeing how preoccupied Bucky is for the past few hours, hell even days.

“Huh?” he asked absentmindedly again. The look of confuse Steve gave him snap him out of it.

“Yeah of course, why wouldn’t I be” he said shrugging of the image of you out of his mind. Damn, the things you do to him and the other parts of him.

Steve were not fully convince to Bucky’s answer but decided to leave it be, Bucky would come around sooner or later on his own accord. The last thing he wants was to pressure his old friend.

In the middle of the silence that finally settled in, Bucky broke it.

““I’m not saying this out of prejudice but don’t you think she looks too young to be general?” he asked out of the blue. Steve would only looked at him though, a little frazzled and puzzled. Then it dawns to him what his friend were implying.

“Oh, you mean y/n” Steve asked cautiously.

“Yeah, y/n” Bucky repeated.

“They really did racked up your brain that bad huh” Steve remarked, and though Bucky was confused by his friends comment he was for a moment distracted by your presence, looking at you intently while you’re walking in—once again granting them your glory. Damn you look hot as hell wearing that training attire. When did a pair of black leggings and a sports bra look that damn good, surely there must be a law that restricts a person to be this damn exquisite. He’s growing hot.

“Huh?” Bucky asked again, surely a drool have already fell on the floor if he was a dog, thankfully he’s just an adorable human puppy.

“Don’t you recognize her? Everyone who’s at least served the government even for a while must of have at least heard of her” Steve stated as a matter of fact and Bucky only shrugged his shoulder, a no for an answer.

Surely, he would of have remember such a remarkable woman of this time. Of his time.

“No idea, how even old the fuck is she?” he commented, now finally deciding to fully pay attention to sheathing his knuckles with the hand wrap—which was slightly dangled and out or order because of how haphazard he was for the previous minute. He need to distract his self from you or else he would find a hard time having his release. You’re so damn hard to persuade in giving them in between breaks.

Unless you’re already dripping and your balls are exploding if not, then keep it still in your pants.

He was too engrossed at perfecting his craft that he didn’t notice his friend’s very sudden alternation of mood, the silence that suddenly lingers and the stiffness that replaced his friend’s relaxed physique. He didn’t even heard you nearing their direction. It is even unbeknownst to him your sudden presence when their back was facing yours.Unlike Steve who was now completely aware of it, Bucky remains indubitably oblivious and continues to throw his friend remarks about you.

“And I mean I don’t suppose she’s been in the military since she’s an infant, now could she” he said and when he looked up he saw how his friend looked so flustered, he only saw Steve like this during those times where they were being reprimanded when they were caught in the middle of doing something they were specifically told not to, shenanigans which were of course Bucky’s idea—Steve was too righteous at breaking laws and causing ruckus. And sex.

“I’m afraid that is no mans land Mister Barnes so I suggest you better start moving your arses” Bucky suddenly stiffens upon hearing your voice and with a new record of speed he was suddenly facing you. Upon confirmation that you were indeed standing right before them,

embarrassment started to sink in. Bucky felt like a child again being caught doing something he shouldn’t. Steve who’s standing just beside him were bewildered, if he’s not too caught at his own predicament he would of have interrogated his friend of how red as a tomato Bucky was. Luckily they were both a mess under your gaze.

Never did Steve saw his friend so flustered. Bucky was usually smug and fully confident, even in the 40’s. Always the ladies man, which was probably one of the reason why he was so phlegmatic and always so sure of himself but not in a case that you would mistake it with an excess arrogance. He would held his self with such poise and grace, never this shy nor timid but for some reason you seems to make Bucky so weak on his knees. Like something that is so fragile and delicate. Definitely not how his usual self would be.

“And I mean now! move chop chop!” and that was what snap both super soldier out of their dazes, seemingly to finally collect their self again from their embarrass and immobile state. They were like a children caught eating cookies even after they were told not to because they already brushed their teeth or a kid caught up playing even after their bed time.

Oh the things you can do, even to a group of super heroes.

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Find my Way Back Home

Summary: Bucky Buchanan Barnes is smitten to a four insignia military officer—you. How do you think things will unfold?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 1,483

Warning: Swearing?

A/n: I intended this to be a one shot :), jokes on me because it’s a long ass fic. This is also the debut of my fanfiction writing so please bear with me HAHAHAHA. Feel free to express your thoughts about, critics are open( just please be gentle, lmao). Tell me what you think about it and what should I improve or somethin. Anyway I hope you enjoy it. I have Steve Rogers on the way but, I need to know what your thoughts about this first.

Bucky Barnes was smitten, that he is certain about. The moment you barged in into the room without any care for their presence, wearing your plain camouflage shirt, holding your cap in between the side of your left hip and left palm, looking all professional and moving daintily in your tight black jeans and combat boots—surely he was in a catatonic state, falling arsapeek in love with you. You’re simply impeccable.

Every one in the room were in awe after your presence galvanizing every single being in sight. You were oblivious to it though, or you just refuse to acknowledge their astonished states.

Fury who were talking just a moment ago were halted by your intrusion, not fully expecting anyone to barged in considering he specified this meeting,together with the avengers, as a highly confidential one. Apparently you were an exemption to that specification. He was quick to recover from his a dumbfound state though, unlike every one in the room. He gather his composure before acknowledging your presence.

You on the other hand remain in your stance despite of everyone’s reaction, feature never altering from its stoic state.

“Director Fury” you address the shield director and quickly held out a salute which you are quick to reciprocate.

“Ma’am...” he was just about to ask but then you beat him out to it.

“We need to chat” you said directly leaving no room for any further inquiry.

Nick Fury was quick to adjourned the team meeting and followed your retreating form. A certain agent was trailing after you and looking at Fury with a guilt palpably plastered in his feature, as if he was sorry. Nick only nod at him indicating that it was all fine.

Nick knew you so much that he knows this must be something urgent and huge deal— or you wouldn’t of have granted your presence without any prior notice to him.

“Director, please have a sit” you induced while pointing to the sit just opposite to yours. Gracefully placing your cap at the table and putting what seems like a pile of documents on it.

Fury was quick to oblige, he waited for you to start speaking—waiting for you to permit him to.

“I’m sorry for the inconvenience director and coming without a prior notice” Fury nods in understanding, you didn’t wait any longer though to continue, not really needing any remark for you to do so.

“I’m not going to beat around the bush and just be direct to the point, someone from your crews were working against mine”

Shock expeditiously replace Nick’s feature not really fully grasping what did you just asseverate.

“Impossible” was all he could muster. He knew that after the hydra infiltration incident he made sure all of his people were loyal and worthy to be part of the new reformed S.H.I.E.L.D.

“Exactly my reaction, unless you’re are now blatantly going against the US Army and decided to abolish our confederation. Providentially, I am certain that the latter was off the table”

“Of course” Nicky was still lightly dumbfounded by your declaration and you wait no longer when you offer right after to him the folder imparting the evidences about your assertion.

Fury then examine the papers and when satisfied with the information attained “since when did this happen?” he asked referring to the the clear sabotage events.

“After deploying my 1st and 2nd Recon Squadron under Sergeant Maranzano” Fury nodded once again fully understanding the necessities of actions that is now needed to be enacted.

You don’t have to say it out loud and he doesn’t needed to voice out his approbation, an action must be done and he knew you too well to know this is something you will not let to pass under your watch.

“Very well then, I’m glad we’re on the same page director”

The very next morning during the usual rendezvous of the Avengers in the tower for breakfast, Fury introduced you to them. After the affair the prior day, this introduction is no longer necessary as you were the team’s talk during their dinner, however in the name of the formalities it is a must thing to be done.

Everyone who’ve been in war or at least experience being in the battlefield knew who were the infamous Y/n Y/l/n; General of the army and formerly General of the Marine Corps. Being part or associated with government armed force, only a five plonks would of have not known or at least heard of you .

You find the introduction necessary because it’s not like you’ve personally met the Avengers, yes some of them might be one of the talks in the headquarters but to formally see them in the flesh was something else.

“General this is Agent Romanov” Fury gesture to Natasha’s direction who were in her very formal physique, rendering you a salute.

The introduction was followed by introducing you to Steve, Rhodey, Tony, Bruce, Sam, Thor, Clint and lastly Bucky— who were since the moment you enter the room can’t take his gaze of you.

All were following Natasha’s action of rendering respect.

“Bucky Barnes” you intended to mutter it only on your self, trying to let the name roll out of your tongue in recognition, however you might have said it out loud. All eyes were now on Bucky’s and his never leaving yours.

You’ve realize the attention you have stirred so you play coy and tried to smooth things out.

You cleared your throat before continuing in speaking, to gather their attention, seeing how their eyes were blaring gaze on Bucky’s direction whom were now very much aware of the situation, you can read how his body language quickly altered from poise to slight discomfort.

“Ma’am” Bucky respond in thought of being addressed. You have no choice but to pretend it is something you’ve intended.

Fortunately you’re are quick to fill up the hole you’ve just dig.

“The Sergeant Barnes of the Howling Commandos” you’ve remark, you would pat your back at how subtle you were.

“One and only ma’am, at your service” Bucky replied cheekily.

A memory of a certain bold soldier played in your mind and you couldn’t help yourself but to compare it to the man right before you.

“Well very well then, it’s nice to know someone from 40’s aside from Captain Rogers were still alive and kicking” you’ve elucidate.

“Anyway” you’ve asserted dismissively, implying that you were done with the topic and no longer desiring at pursuing the conversation.

“Back to main course, you’ve must be wondering why am I standing right before you ladies and gentleman, but first I must apologise for my misconduct yesterday during your AAR, but that’s why I’m here. Typically you would find me at the US Army headquarters supervising the regiment of the different division however for the mean time I will be staying here with all of you” you’ve declare, orienting then about the little changes that will take place during your stay at the Avenger compound.

“I will be the be the commanding in chief of every recon, mission, combat training; will be supervising every security system, mission report, your C.O.C.K you name it. In short you’ll be seeing this face a LOT for the mean time” something that Bucky wouldn’t really mind, really.

“So better start getting used to it and sucked it up. During my stay I will be strictly implementing disciplinary rules. Military conduct must be observe in and out of the compound, with or without wearing your blues, I don’t care as long as you see this face you will address me like how I should be addressed— Ma’am. Expect that there will be no DONSA for you, I want every action balls to the walls God forbid I see someone moving like a turtle, 15 minutes prior to 15 minutes must be observe as well, no screwing on the pooch, you copy that?!”

“Ma’am, yes ma’am!” they all said simultaneously. Good, you thought.

“Glad we’re on the same page ladies and gents now buckled down your belts and gear up, time for some COCK” you declared.

Bruce was extremely lost, he needs to pay attention to whatever comes out from your mouth or else his mind would start taking a vacation. To him you’re like speaking myriad language, well it explains the lingo.

“A what?” he asked, confusion was palpable in his feature.

“Confirmation of Combat Knowledge doctor Barnes, don’t let your brain wonder too much” you’ve remark and then left the room. The moment your form was in no sight, a burst of laughter emerged because of the complete dumbfound state of Bruce and most of the team release a heavy sigh, not knowing they’ve been holding their breath all this time.

Bucky however have a way different reason for loosing his breath. Damn boy, he’s in trouble.