Mute Part 13
Words: 4,059 (oops)
Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Warnings: The fluffiest smut you will ever read, blood
Summary: Bucky doesn’t know what to do when traumatizing events result in your witty remarks dying down to nothing.
Before you knew what was happening, Bucky had pushed you to the ground, covering your body with his own. You could hear a rapid fire of gunshots going on around you, and you rushed to move forward to take cover. Bucky could surely feel you attempting to move from under him, so he let on his weight slightly, still covering you as you both ran behind the bar.
Screams and cries were echoing off the walls, urging you to hurry your actions further as you pulled a large knife out from one of the drawers.
“How many are there?” You looked up at Bucky as he tried to scope out the area. He turned to you at your words, eyeing the weapon in your hands.
“No, you’re staying here.”
Before you could retaliate, Bucky was over the counter, diving into battle and leaving you to scope out the enemy for yourself. Fine.
You noted the number of guards, their protective gear, and weapons, and watched them fight off the Avengers who were coming to the rescue. You took mental notes before nodding to yourself and sliding over the counter, landing right behind an enemy.