Prompt: “We need to talk”
Characters: Bucky Barnes x reader
Gender: Any/Neutral Words: 611
Triggers: Kidnapping, mentions of blood and slapping, mentions of death
-I had a hard time coming up with something for this for some reason - but I finally came up with this - probably not what you had in mind for the prompt but yeeah lol still hope you enjoy it
Steve fiddled with his hands nervously as he approached the room Bucky was in, walking in he saw Bucky sitting in a chair. Clearing his throat, Bucky looked up, immediately seeing the worried look on Steve’s face.
“Steve?” he asked, worry filling his own voice
“Bucky…we need to talk” he said walking closer “It’s about y/n”
“What about y/n?” Bucky’s heart started pounding
“On the mission, y/n and Barton had to go dark, but when the time came for them to meet up y/n never showed. SHIELD has no idea where they are”
Bucky stood up, quickly walking past Steve “When was the last time anyone heard from them?”
“Over forty hours ago” Steve said keeping pace next to Bucky
You sat in the chair as the men walked around you, trying to intimidate you. Taking a deep breath through your nose, all you could smell was your own blood. When you went dark you had no way to communicate with anyone, you couldn’t tell them you were being followed, and you couldn’t warn them when you were ganged up on by a large group of men, so now you here.
“Now, I am going to ask you again, what was a SHIELD agent doing in my city?” the man that had been interrogating you asked, bringing his face close to yours
“Ever heard of a vacation?” you said, a bored tone in your voice.
The man snarled at you before slapping you across the face “I’m getting tired of you” he said in an aggravated voice.
“You and me both, pal” you said, quickly earning another slap
“Enough! Just tell me what you-”
Suddenly gunfire was heard somewhere in the building, the man gave his men a look and they immediately ran out of the room.
“Times up” you smirked at the man, earning a scared yet angry look
He unchained your hands, planning on dragging you away, but that was a bad idea on his part. As soon as your hands were free you wrapped the chain around the mans neck and threw him on the ground, punching him until you knocked him out. Grabbing the key from his pocket you freed yourself.
Standing up you quickly threw yourself on the ground as another man came into the room and started firing at you. Managing to run into the adjacent room you waited for the man to round the corner. As you saw the barrel of his gun enter the room you grabbed it and pulled the man in. As you fought he threw you onto a table as you kicked him in the groin. As he pulled out a knife and lifted it to stab you, he faltered as a bullet entered his chest. As he fell to the ground you turned quickly, seeing Bucky standing in the doorway.
You sighed out, relieved “What took you so long?”
Bucky gave you a small smile before walking up to you, his hand found your bloodied face, a look of worry covered his “Are you okay?”
“I’ll be fine” you said honestly “Now, lets go home” you said walking towards the bag that held your weapons.
Sitting in the helicarrier next to Bucky you closed your eyes, exhausted from the past few days. Lying your head on Bucky’s shoulder you felt him turn his head to look down at you. You smiled as you felt his hand intertwine with yours.
Bucky smiled down at you, glad that you were okay, and glad that he managed to find you in time. Lying his own head against the wall he closed his eyes, comforted by the warmth of your hand in his.
Requested by anon