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Shadows of the Past - Part 2

Soldier boy x F/Reader (Y/N Barnes) & Bucky Barnes ( Brother)

Warnings: 18+, Spicy, Angst, Aggression, nothing to extreme

Side note: English isn’t my first language.

*Multiverse: between MCU and The boys*

Ben walked through the streets of New York, trying to understand what happened. "I'm glad we finally found you." A familiar voice said.

As he turned around, he finally saw two faces he recognised. “Barnes, Rogers.” He said relieved and yet firm. “You need to come with us.” Steve said, “We need to fill you in what happened the last 40 years.”

“But first,” Bucky walked up to Ben pushing him to the wall behind him. “You need to tell me what happened to my sister.”

Ben's heart pounded in his chest as he looked into the stern faces of Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers, two figures from a past. "Barnes, Rogers," Ben replied, his voice tinged with a hint of uncertainty. "What do you mean, fill me in on the last 40 years?" Steve stepped forward, his expression grave as he placed a hand on Ben's shoulder. "It's a long story," he began, his voice somber.

Bucky's eyes narrowed as he stepped closer to Ben, his gaze piercing as he pinned him against the wall with an intensity that sent shivers down Ben's spine.

"What happened to my sister?" Bucky demanded, his voice low and dangerous.

Ben swallowed hard, feeling the weight of Bucky's gaze bearing down on him. "I... I don't know," his voice barely above a whisper. "We... we lost touch after... after everything." Bucky's grip tightened on Ben's neck, his expression darkening with anger and frustration.

"Don't play games with me, Ben," Bucky growled, his voice laced with menace. "Y/N was my sister, and she disappeared without a trace. I need to know what happened to her." "I swear, Bucky," Ben pleaded, his voice trembling with emotion. "I don't know where she is. Last thing I know is that she became a teacher.”

"Damn it, Ben," Bucky muttered under his breath, letting go of Ben’s neck. "You said you'd take care of her. You promised." His finger pointed at Ben’s face. "She didn't want to see me after the war," Ben confessed, his voice tinged with regret. "I tried to reach out to her, but she... moved on.” Bucky's jaw clenched with frustration at Ben's words, his mind racing with a torrent of questions and uncertainties.

"Why?" Bucky demanded, his voice edged with a mixture of anger and desperation. "Why wouldn't she want to see you? She was madly in love with you. What did you do to her?" “Nothing!” Ben barked impatient.

"We don't have time for this now," Steve interjected, his gaze steady as he addressed both Bucky and Ben. “We need to take Ben back to the compound before someone recognises him.”

As the Avengers gathered at the compound, the atmosphere was charged with tension and intrigue. Tony Stark, ever the inquisitive mind, couldn't resist probing into the newfound revelation of another super soldier besides Steve and Bucky.

"Why?" Tony asked, his tone laced with a mixture of curiosity and incredulity. "Why would there be another super soldier?" Ben took a deep breath, steeling himself as he prepared to reveal the truth behind his creation. His gaze met Tony's.

"The truth is," he began, his tone grave, "I was created as a contingency plan. In case Steve... messed up." The words hung heavy in the air, the gravity of their implications sinking in as the Avengers processed Soldier Boy's revelation.

"And when Captain America fucked up, and froze himself" Ben continued, his voice tinged with a bitter edge, "I was the one who had to clean up his fucking mess. I was the one who had to pick up the pieces and salvage what was left. And all of the sudden when I wasn’t like mister perfect, they fucking sold me to the Russians.”

“I was a fucking lab rat, you have no idea what torture is!” He yelled before he left the room.

Flashback

As Ben returned home from the war, he found Y/N waiting for him, her eyes filled with tears and her heart heavy with grief. The news of her brother and his best friend's disappearance had devastated her.

"Ben," Y/N whispered, her voice choked with emotion as she reached out to him, her hands trembling with fear as she hugged him. "Please... you have to find them. You have to bring them back to me. "Ben's heart clenched at the sight of Y/N his own grief mirrored in her tear-filled eyes.

“They are gone sweetheart, there is nothing we can do.” Y/N's heart sank at the harsh reality of his statement, her hope fading like a wisp of smoke in the wind.

"No..." Y/N whispered, her voice barely a whisper as she shook her head in disbelief. "They can't be gone. I can't accept that."

"You have to keep searching," Y/N pleaded, her voice tinged with desperation. "We can't give up hope. Not yet." But Ben shook his head, his own grief etched in the lines of his face as he reached out to comfort her.

"Sweetheart, I know it's hard," Ben said softly, his voice filled with compassion. "But we have to face the truth. They're gone, and we have to find a way to move on." Y/N's grief morphed into a torrent of anger and frustration, her emotions swirling like a storm as she lashed out at Ben with words fuelled by pain and desperation.

"How could you say that?" Y/N cried, her voice trembling with rage as she pushed Ben away from her. "You're giving up on them, on us. I can't believe you would do this. You were always jealous of Steve. That’s it isn’t it?" A short silence “And Bucky gone makes it easy to play me, isn’t it?”

"I don't mean it like..." Ben began, his voice trailing off as he struggled to find the right words to say. But Y/N's anger was relentless "I don't want to hear it," Y/N spat, her voice thick with emotion as she wiped away her tears. "I trusted you, Ben. I thought you would always be there for me, but now... I want nothing to do with you anymore."

Gasping for breath, Ben ran a trembling hand through his hair, trying to shake off the remnants of the dream that lingered in his mind like a dark cloud. It had felt so real, so vivid, as if he were reliving that moment all over again.

Rising from his bed, Ben squared his shoulders with determination, steeling himself for the challenges that lay ahead. He may have lost Y/N, but he refused to let her memory hold him back any longer. It was time to face his demons head-on.

Bucky and Steve were determent on tracing the step Y/N did to find out where she was or when she died, Bucky needed to have some closure.

Tony's discovery sent a ripple of excitement through the Avengers, sparking a renewed sense of hope as they rallied together to follow the lead on Y/N's last whereabouts.

A small farm on the countryside seemed an unlikely place for her to be, but it was a lead nonetheless, one they couldn't afford to ignore. “I’m coming” Ben announced. Bucky declined. “Despite what you think of me, I care for her.” Ben spitted.

As they approached the farm, Steve and Bucky exchanged tense glances, their hearts pounding with anticipation as they prepared to face whatever lay ahead. Ben led the way, his eye s scanning the surroundings for any sign of activity as they approached the farmhouse.

Knocking on the door, Steve called out, his voice echoing in the silence as he waited for a response. Moments passed, each one feeling like an eternity as the three men held their breath, their anticipation mounting with each passing second.

And then, finally, the door creaked open, revealing a figure standing in the doorway, a figure that took their breath away. "Y/N?" Bucky whispered, his voice barely above a whisper as he gazed upon the familiar face before him, his heart soaring with relief at the sight of her.

Y/N's eyes widened in surprise as she recognized her brother standing before her, a mix of emotions flickering across her features as she took in the sight of her long-lost friends. "Buck? Steve?" her voice filled with disbelief as she stepped forward to greet them with a hug.

As Ben stood behind Steve and Bucky, his gaze fixed on the figure of Y/N standing before them, a whirlwind of emotions swept through him like a storm. He couldn't believe his eyes – there she was, just as he remembered her, unchanged by the passage of time, barely looking 30 years old.

For a moment, Ben was frozen in place, unable to tear his eyes away from Y/N's face as he took in every detail, committing the moment to memory. Her eyes sparkled with recognition as she met his gaze, a soft smile spreading across her lips as she stepped forward to greet him.

"Ben," Y/N whispered, her voice soft with emotion as she reached out to him, her hand trembling slightly as it brushed against his arm. "I can't believe it's you."

Ben's throat tightened with emotion at the sound of her voice. She didn’t hug him but gave him a small nod.

“I thought you were all dead?” She asked turning back to her brother and best friend. “That’s a long story. We’ll fill you in once we’re home.”

Bucky's brow furrowed with concern as he watched his sister and Ben exchange tense glances in the kitchen, the air heavy with unspoken tension between them. He had noticed the friction between them since their reunion, but he couldn't understand what had caused it.

"Y/N, what's going on?" Bucky asked, his voice tinged with concern as he turned to his sister the second Ben leaves the room, searching her face for answers. "It's nothing, Buck," Y/N replied evasively, her voice tight with restraint as she avoided his gaze. "Just a misunderstanding."

But Bucky wasn't satisfied with her vague answer. "Come on, Y/N," Bucky pressed, his tone gentle but firm. "I know you better than that. Something's been bothering you ever since we found each other again. You can tell me."

"It's Ben," Y/N admitted finally, her voice barely above a whisper as she met Bucky's concerned gaze. "I was mad at him because... because he was jealous of the bond I had with Steve." Bucky's eyes widened with surprise at his sister's confession.

“Did he... have any reason?” Y/N's heart skipped a beat at her brother's question. "No, Buck," Y/N replied firmly, her voice steady despite the turmoil raging within her. "Steve and I were never... like that. We were friends, we searched for you. Nothing more."

"Are you sure?" Bucky pushed, his voice tinged with uncertainty as he struggled to make sense of the emotions swirling within him. "Because it seemed like there was something... between you two this morning."

"I know it may have seemed that way, Buck," she replied gently, her voice tinged with understanding. "But Steve and I were always just friends. We shared a bond, yes, but it was born out of mutual respect and our love for you. Nothing more.”

“And Ben should have known that even though Steve had a physical change doesn't mean I wanted to sleep with him.” Y/N said angry. "Point taken," Bucky replied with a wry smile, his tone laced with humour as he shook his head in disbelief. "I guess Ben has a lot to learn about women."

"Ben started to drink heavily and do drugs, sleep with countless women after they broke up... So is guess you were right all along.” Y/N's words hung heavy in the air, casting a somber shadow over the room as she spoke of Ben's downward spiral after their breakup.

"I'm sorry, Y/N," Bucky murmured, his voice heavy with sorrow as he reached out to comfort his sister. "I never wanted things to turn out like this."

Y/N shook her head, her eyes shining with unshed tears as she leaned into her brother's embrace.

"It's not your fault, Buck," she whispered softly, her voice tinged with sadness. "I should have listened to you, but I was too blind to see the truth." Bucky held his sister close, his heart heavy with the weight of their shared pain.

Ben overheard their conversation, knowing he needs to do something.

As the night draped its cloak over the city, Ben's heart pounded with nervous anticipation. He knew he had to do something to make things right with Y/N, to prove to her that he was capable of change, of being the man she deserved.

As the moon cast its silver glow over the city streets, Ben arrived at Y/N's doorstep, a bouquet of her favourite flowers cradled in his arms. With trembling hands, he knocked on the door, his heart pounding with nervous excitement as he waited for her to answer.

When Y/N opened the door, her eyes widened in surprise at the sight of Ben standing before her, a hopeful smile playing at the corners of his lips. "Ben?" Y/N exclaimed, her voice filled with disbelief as she took in the sight of him standing on her doorstep.

"Y/N, I know I messed up," Ben began, his voice trembling with emotion as he held out the bouquet of flowers to her. "But I want to make things right. I want to show you how much you mean to me." "Ben, I..." she started, her voice catching in her throat as she struggled to find the words to express her feelings.

“Please follow me.” As Ben led Y/N up to the rooftop, her heart raced with anticipation, her eyes widening in wonder at the sight that greeted her. The rooftop had been transformed into a scene straight out of a fairytale, with candles flickering in the gentle breeze and soft music filling the air.

Y/N's breath caught in her throat as she took in the romantic tableau before her, her eyes shining with awe and admiration as she turned to Ben with a grateful smile. "Ben, this is... wow. "

As they sat down on the blanket, the soft glow of candlelight casting a warm glow over the rooftop, Ben couldn't help but feel a sense of nostalgia wash over him. He looked at Y/N, his heart swelling with love and regret as he listened to her talk about the old times.

"Y/N, I hope you can forgive me for everything," Ben said softly, his voice tinged with remorse as he reached out to take her hand in his. "I know I messed up, but I want to make things right?”

She never saw Ben so fragile before. "I forgive you, Ben," she replied softly, her voice filled with love and compassion. "I know you've been through a lot.”

"Tell me about yourself. Have you gotten married? What have you been up to all these years?"

"I got married," Y/N began, her voice tinged with nostalgia as she looked into Ben's eyes. "His name was Thomas, and he was... a good man. We were together for many years.” she softly smiled at the thought of him. “But then... he got sick."

“Thomas worked on the super soldier program.” As Y/N recounted the painful chapters of her past to Ben, she felt a flood of emotions wash over her, memories of heartbreak and loss mingling with moments of love and resilience. She took a deep breath, steeling herself as she prepared to share the most difficult part of her story.

"We wanted children," Y/N began, her voice soft and trembling with emotion. "But it wasn't meant to be. We tried for years, but... it just wasn't possible. Then a miracle, I got pregnant." Ben notice a single tear rolling down her cheek.

His hand moved to her cheek, his thumb wiped the tear away. "And then... I had a miscarriage. It was the most traumatic experience of my life." Ben reached out to wrap his arms around Y/N, pulling her close in a comforting embrace as she buried her face in his chest, seeking solace in his warmth and strength.

"I can't imagine how you must have felt," Ben whispered, his voice gentle and soothing as he held her close. We tried everything to heal," she continued, her voice barely above a whisper. "But nothing seemed to work. And then... they offered me the serum. Et voila."

Ben's eyes widened in surprise at Y/N's revelation, a mix of awe and concern flashing across his features.

“Ok, but happy thoughts now.” She changed the subject wiping her tears. “Why all this Ben?”

Ben's gaze softened as he looked into Y/N's eyes, “It’s stupid.” his heart filled with love and longing as he reached out to caress her cheek gently. “I remembered you talking about how you wanted your first time to be... ” Y/N nods slowly still taking in the scene.

"I wanted to make that night perfect for you, to give you everything you've ever dreamed of.” Y/N's heart skipped a beat at Ben's words, her cheeks flushing with a mix of embarrassment and desire. “I planned this a long time ago, but we... never got there.”

She had shared her deepest fantasies with Ben, confiding in him with a trust and intimacy that she had never known before. And now, faced with the opportunity to bring those fantasies to life, she couldn't deny the rush of excitement that coursed through her veins.

As Y/N sat beside Ben, her heart overflowing with emotion, she felt a sudden surge of desire wash over her. She looked into his eyes, seeing the love and understanding reflected in their depths, and she knew that she couldn't resist the pull any longer.

her lips meeting Ben's in a tender and passionate kiss. It was a moment she had longed for, a moment of intimacy and connection that she had yearned for with every fiber of her being. Ben responded eagerly to her kiss, his arms wrapping around her as he pulled her close.

And as they finally broke apart, their breaths coming in ragged gasps, Y/N looked into Ben's eyes with a sense of wonder and awe. Ben smiled back at her, his heart swelling with love and affection as he brushed a stray lock of hair from her face.

“I missed you.” Ben said before kissing her again. His hands moved under Y/N's shirt, a shiver of anticipation ran down her spine, her breath catching in her throat as she surrendered to the intoxicating sensation of his touch. She leaned into him, her body trembling with desire as she felt his warmth enveloping her, his fingers tracing delicate patterns against her skin.

Y/N's heart raced with excitement as Ben's touch grew more urgent, his hands exploring every curve and contour of her body with a reverence and passion that left her breathless. She gasped softly as his fingers found their way to the small of her back, his touch sending electric currents coursing through her veins.

Ben's lips found hers in a fervent kiss, their mouths meeting in a passionate tangle of tongues and teeth as they lost themselves in the heat of the moment. Y/N moaned softly against his lips, her hands tangling in his hair as she pulled him closer, her body arching against his in a silent plea for more.

Their kisses grew deeper and more desperate, their bodies pressed together in a primal dance of desire and need. Y/N's senses were overwhelmed by the heady scent of Ben's cologne, the feel of his hands on her skin, the taste of his lips on hers.

In that moment, nothing else mattered to Y/N except for the man who held her in his arms. As Ben and Y/N sat together under the blanket of twinkling stars, their bodies entwined in a passionate embrace.

The night air was filled with the soft sounds of their whispers and sighs, mingling with the gentle rustle of leaves and the distant chirping of crickets. Y/N felt as though she was floating on a cloud of ecstasy, her senses overwhelmed by the intoxicating sensation of Ben's touch against her skin.

Ben paused, his breath hot against Y/N's skin as he looked deeply into her eyes. His fingers traced gentle circles along her cheek as he whispered softly, "Are you sure, Y/N?

She reached up to cup his face in her hands, her gaze meeting his with certainty while straddling his hips. "Yes, Ben," she replied, her voice filled with love and conviction. "I'm sure. I want this... I want you."

As Y/N sank down onto Ben, a rush of heat and desire surged through her body, their connection deepening with each moment that passed. She gasped softly as she felt him filling her completely, their bodies merging in a blissful union of love and passion.

Ben groaned softly at the sensation of Y/N surrounding him, her warmth enveloping him in a cocoon of ecstasy. He held her close, his hands roaming over her skin as they moved together in a slow, sensual rhythm. Y/N arched her back, her hands gripping Ben's shoulders as she rode the waves of pleasure crashing over her.

Ben's breath grew ragged as he felt himself nearing the edge, his body trembling with the intensity of their shared passion. With a final, desperate thrust, they reached the pinnacle of their ecstasy, their cries of release echoing into the night.

As they lay together in the aftermath, their bodies entwined. “I wished I was your first.” He confesses. "You may not have been my first," Y/N whispered softly, reaching out to caress his chest with a gentle touch, her voice filled with warmth and sincerity,

"But I would love to have you as my last, my always, my forever. And that's all that matters to me." Ben pulled Y/N into his arms, holding her close as he pressed a tender kiss to her forehead. "But Ben..." Y/N whispered softly "you are my first love.”

The next evening, as the sun disappeared behind the horizon, Steve and Bucky shared a knowing look, their lips quirking up in identical grins as they exchanged a silent understanding. As Ben and Y/N emerged from their room for dinner, their faces flushed with the remnants of passion and love,

Steve and Bucky couldn't help but tease them.

They had seen the way Ben and Y/N had looked at each other this morning, the unspoken bond between them stronger than ever before. "Looks like someone had a good night," Steve remarked with a playful twinkle in his eye, earning a playful swat from Y/N.

Bucky chuckled, his gaze lingering on Ben with a knowing smirk. "You two seem to have made up quite nicely," he said, his tone teasing yet affectionate., while handing Ben a drink.

"Yeah, well, let's just say we had a lot to talk about," Ben replied, his voice filled with a mixture of amusement and affection. Y/N elbowed him playfully.

"And let's just say we found some creative ways to make up for lost time," he added with a mischievous glint in his eye. Steve, Bucky and Ben burst into laughter at the sight of Y/N’s pink cheeks.

“Really guys, is this how things are going to be from now on?” Ben wrapped his arms around Y/N pulling her onto his lap. Her back against his chest. “You wanted me to get along with your brother and his friend”

He kissed her shoulder.

“... Get used to it sweetheart.”

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