Category: Angst, Fluff
(Suggested) Age: 15+
Trigger Warnings: Mentions of physical violence
Ship: Bucky x Steve x Reader
Prompt: “I Promise I Won’t Let Anyone Hurt You.” & “I Thought You Were Dead!” & “I Don’t Want To Think About It Again.”
Request: “18, 19, 22″
Contains Spoilers for: Captain America: Civil War
Word Count: 1,070
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“Well, well, well, I never expected to see you again.” The woman grins as she opens her apartment door, only to be greeted with that blond hair and blue eyes.
The man smiles and shakes his head.
“Yeah, well, the feeling’s mutual.” Steve nods, glancing around. “Can I come in?”
“Of course.” (Y/N) states, opening her door further to allow the man entry. “What’s going on, Cap? You don’t just come over for a catch-up and a cup of tea, so spill it.”
“Can never get anything past you, huh?”
“I’m a trained assassin, Steven. A damn good one too.” The woman heads over to her kitchen to grab her bottle of water. “Drink?”
“Water would be great.” The blond smiles. “And trust me, sweetheart, I know how good of an assassin you are.”
“You getting flashbacks to that time I fucked up cause Bruce hit me too hard and knocked me out cold?” She laughs, heartily, at the memory.
Steve also laughs and shakes his head.
“I don’t want to think about it again.”
‘Yeah, yeah, neither do I. Anyway, spill.”
The woman leans against her kitchen counter while Steve faces her, leaning against the door frame on his left side.
“I’m a wanted man.”
“You what?” (Y/N)’s face truly morphs into shock at his words.
“So is Bucky, so is Sam, so is Clint, Wanda and Scott.”
“What the fuck did you do, Steve?”
“Tony wanted to hand the Avengers over to the Government.” The man briefly explains. “Well, Secretary Ross did.”
“What the fuck? Why? They would stop us getting involved where we need to!” Her face is truly gobsmacked and annoyed.
Steve shrugs.
“Yeah, that’s why we didn’t.”
“Fuckers. So, you and Tony have fallen out?”
“Understatement of the century.” He sighs.
“What an idiot. What about the whole UN bombing? What’s that all about?”
“It wasn’t Bucky.” Cap immediately defends.
“I know that, idiot. I love him too, you know? He’d never. But does that mean someone is trying to frame him? Or is it pure coincidence?”
He shrugs again.
“I think someone’s framing him but I wanna know why. We got taken in for questioning and the doctor who was interrogating Bucky ended up triggering him back to the Winter fucking Soldier, and I want to know who the hell is after him.”
“Who was he?”
“I don’t know.” The sigh that follows Steve makes (Y/N)’s heart hurt. None of the men ever deserved this much shit in their lives.
Her Steve and Bucky were the team against the world. They were the God trio in the Avengers, and then she decided to leave before it all became too much for her. She wanted a normal life. She can’t say that she preferred it to her crazy, messed-up Avengers family though.
“Where’s Bucky now?” The woman asks, sitting her empty glass down on the counter.
“With Sam at a warehouse round the block. We had to knock him out cold after the doctor triggered him and he tried killing all of us. We made a run for it.”
She gulps.
“And you’re here because…?”
He sighs again.
“Because I could do with all the help I can get with regards to protecting him.”
His words hurt her. He sounds so vulnerable.
She nods and smiles.
“Okay.”
Steve furrows his brows and looks up.
“Okay?”
“Okay.” She nods. “Let’s protect our boy, yeah?”
The smile on his face shows endless amounts of appreciation.
“Thank you.”
There’s silence after that, the pair just looking at one another. Trying to work out what’s going through the other’s head.
“Fuck, I missed you.” She whispers, pushing herself off of the counter and strides toward the man, him copying and meeting her half way, their hands grasping onto one another and their lips colliding, moans coming from both of them at the long missed contact.
“Missed you too, sweetheart.” The man utters against her lips.
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“Holy shit!” Sam yelps as Steve reveals the woman to him.
“Heya, bird-boy.” (Y/N) grins, the pair hugging, Sam lifting her off the ground and spinning around.
Her giggles echo around the warehouse they’re in.
“Shh.” Steve manages whilst laughing.
“I thought you were dead.” Sam comments, the trio laughing even more. “Welcome home, princess.” He grins, putting her back down.
“Thanks, Sam.” The woman smiles. “Where is he?”
The two men lead her through to the corner of the warehouse where the brunet is sat, metal arm locked in an industrial vice.
It breaks her heart in two, it really does. She never wanted to see the man she loves like this.
Looking at Steve for approval, he nods and she slowly heads forward, kneeling down in front of the man and resting her hand on this knee.
His eyes flutter open and he glances up, eyes widening beyond comprehension at the sight of the woman he thought he’d never see again.
“Baby doll.” He breathes, the old nickname making (Y/N) tear up slightly.
“Hey, baby.” (Y/N) whispers, moving her hand to rest on his cheek.
He’s speechless. Lips moving in search of words he doesn’t know how to form together.
“How are you… Why are you here?”
“Heard my boys were in a bit of bother, and what kind of sidekick would I be if I left them in distress?” Her voice holds tease and she manages a small smile.
“You shouldn’t have come… It’s dangerous.”
So many emotions are flowing through the man’s head. He’s so happy to see her but this is risky.
“They’re after me… They’re gonna- (Y/N), they won’t hesitate to kill me on the spot. You shouldn’t- I couldn’t-“
“Bucky,”
“If Tony finds out you’re here- That you’re helping me- He won’t stop. He’ll keep going-“
“Bucky,”
“I’ve killed thousands of people, probably hundreds of thousands, I’m gonna get hunted down until-“
“Bucky, stop,”
“Steve is already involved, and Sam, I don’t want-“
“James Buchanan Barnes!”
That finally shuts him up, his eyes wide and boring into hers.
“I’m staying, okay?” She whispers once more, leaning forward and pressing her lips to his.
The gestures makes tears overflow down his cheeks instantly.
“I promise I won’t let anyone hurt you.”
“I love you so much.” The brunet rasps. “Please don’t leave us again.”
Steve has to cover his mouth as his own tears fall and a sob threatens to escape.
“I’m staying, baby boy. I promise.”
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