“Broken” (Chap. One)(Wings!ABO!Fic)
This is going to be an angsty start to our fic, so buckle up. This first chapter takes place over a few months.
Trigger Warnings for mentions of panic attacks, past abuse, emotional breakdowns.
LIKE AND REBLOG TO BE TAGGED IN FUTURE CHAPTERS
Tissues, guys. Grab some.
It had been an accident, finding Bucky.
Sure, Steve had been searching for Bucky for years, every chance he had, because he knew in his soul that Bucky hadn’t died after that fall from the train. Not Bucky. Not his best friend. And then to realize that the Winter Soldier, the assassin that the Avengers had been hunting for months– god, that moment on the freeway when the Soldiers mask had flown off and Steve had found himself staring into Bucky’s eyes–
Steve thought he could have screamed right then, staring at his oldest friend, who was staring right back with not a single ounce of recognition in his gaze. Steve could have screamed.
But instead he chased him, and when he lost him there, Steve looked for him everywhere else, country to country, city to city until he finally pinned him down in Hungary– a botched assassination attempt of the Prime Minister that drew the attention of half the world’s leaders and of course, the attention of the Avengers.
The team had blown into Hungary with a vengeance, ruthlessly tracking down every person involved in the plot, ripping through the terrorist cell responsible, and spending every spare second to look for the Winter Soldier. Every piece of their intel pointed to the Winter Soldier having left the area, fleeing back to wherever he called base, but Steve– Steve had just felt that Bucky hadn’t gone anywhere.
So instead of leaving with the rest of the team, Steve had done one last check on the last known hiding place of the Soldier, a shitty motel with leaking roofs and moldy carpet–
–and walked in on Bucky having a complete breakdown in the corner next to a messy bed.