#bucky x transreader

[stardropsandrain]

Bucky Helping with Dysphoria

Trans Masc reader

TW!!: Heavy Dysphoria, misgendering, pre surgery

Please do enjoy

The words replayed in your mind, over and over. 'Have a good day ma'am'. Goddamnit. Why couldn't you have been born in the right body? Why was every day an ongoing battle. It wasn't fair. Your thoughts raged on as you pushed open the door to your apartment. You looked for your boyfriend, but was only met with the sound of the running shower. You kicked the door closed gently and sighed.

"Bucky I'm home," You spoke loudly, alerting the man to your presence.

You shrugged your grocery bags onto the kitchen counter before putting the produce away first. You know the person working the check out was only being polite when they said their farewell but it made you feel sick. A disgusting feeling that bubbled up in your chest, threatening to spill over in the form of tears, sobs and screams. There was something wet on your hand, causing you to look down. The apple was suffering the anger from your earlier encounter.

"Hey doll," Bucky called out to you from the bathroom door way "how was work?"

You looked over to him, a tired smile on your lips "Fine, how are Sarah, Sam and the boys."

"Good..," He trailed off as he stared at you "what's wrong doll?"

"Nothing, I just got misgendered at the store."

It's safe to confide in Bucky. He loves you. Even if it felt weird to so outwardly share your feelings you knew Bucky would only try to help.

"Oh doll."

Bucky walked over, only in shorts, and took you into his arms. You turned into the embrace and rested your head on his shoulder.

"Wouldn't it be easier if I was just a girl," You asked softly as your eyes filled with tears "no more binder, no more shots, no more saving up for selfish fucking reasons."

Bucky stroked your back as you vented out your frustrations. He allowed you to finish before pulling back to see your face. He kissed your forehead and smiled at you.

"I love you, I know I have no idea what you feel Y/N but I'm here for you always. You're not selfish, you want to be happy. You deserve to be happy and I'll happily help you until you feel that happiness."

"Should've taken a shot everytime you said happy," You joked through a sniffle.

Bucky chuckled and kissed your cheek "You're amazing, I'm so proud of you. But, we've got to get you out of that binder and into some comfortable clothes."

You nodded slowly, reluctant to remove the chest compressing fabric. He turned, putting his hand in yours and led you to the bedroom. When you arrived in the comfortable, welcoming room, Bucky closed the door. He gently coaxed you out of the binder and slipped you into one of his hoodies

"Are you comfortable my love," He asked you as you settled onto the couch, your back to his chest

"Yes..," You intertwined your hand with his on your stomach, smiling to yourself "I love you Sarge."

Bucky snorted and you could practically hear him roll his eyes

"Just rest up you doof."

You laughed with him before relaxing into him fully. That night the TV and Bucky's heartbeat lulled you to sleep

A/N; Just a short drabble to vent some of my own frustrations. I love Bucky so much, I feel like he'd be so caring and sweet. He never wants his partner to be sad or feel upset.

Good riddance and stay safe 🖤🖤🖤