——————————————————————————————————— Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader Warnings: Torture, Swearing A/N: Continuation of THIS prompt (need to read first). After high demand, here is the continuation to my Bucky prompt! ——————————————————————————————————— Feeling the metal cuff
dig into your wrist, you tugged at the rusted chains that kept you bound to
your chair. Letting out a pained grunt, you threw all your weight forwards,
trying anything to get you free.
that’s just not going to work.” A smarmy voice murmured from the shadows,
causing a shiver to run down your spine, “I admire your perseverance though,
you just won’t seem to break…” He continued, moving out of the shadows with a
familiar object clutched in his hands.
“No no no no no…” You
breathed out shakily, pushing yourself back as far as you could go, feeling the
tears roll down your cheeks as your tormentor smiled maliciously.
“You brought this on
yourself…” He whispered, turning the switch and blasting you in the face with
water. Spluttering and wheezing, you felt the familiar feeling of your lungs
searching for air.
You gasped as the onslaught of water stopped. “Are you going to do
what I ask?” The man barked, the whites of his teeth gleaming in the dark.
Feeling a sob build in
your throat, you violently shook your head, holding back a scream as water once
again blasted you in the face.
Waking with a start, you curled up at the head of your bed,
letting out a shaky sob into your hands. You thought you were over your
nightmares, but everything with Bucky had caused it all to come rushing back.
That familiar feeling of not being able to breathe, of feeling your lungs burn
due to an absence of air. Feeling suffocated in your dark room, you grabbed the
jumper you’d thrown on the floor and fled to your usual hiding place.
“I really fucked up, didn’t I?” Bucky murmured, head in his
hands as Steve and Sam stood in front of him.
“Yeah bud.” Steve said, “But so did we, we never should’ve
provoked you into it.” Hand resting comfortingly on his friend’s shoulder.
“Yeah dude, this is on all of us.” Sam sighed, pinching the
bridge of his nose before flopping down on the couch.
“I need some air…” Bucky huffed, pushing himself up and
striding out of the room.
He didn’t know why he did what he did, he just could not
stand the smug looks on Sam and Steve’s faces. He knew that everything they
were saying was true, that he constantly found himself drawn to you, even if
you were always butting heads.
Getting in the elevator, he pressed the button for the roof,
leaning back against the glass wall as it began to rise.
Sitting on the low wall, you took in a deep breath of night
air. From your position, you could see for miles across New York, feeling your
body relax as you focused on the hustle and bustle of the city and the
twinkling lights both above and below you.
“Oh…” You heard quietly from behind you, immediately
swiveling to see who had joined you. “Shit, Y/N… I didn’t know you would be
out here…” Bucky murmured, mouth hanging open slightly.
“Yeah, well… I am.” You growled, having to hold back the
tears that had already sprung to your eyes.
“Look, about earlier I-“ He started, eyes swimming with guilt.
“Don’t!” You snapped, jumping up and moving back towards the
door, halting as his hand gripped your arm. “Let go of me, Barnes.” You
murmured quietly, not even looking in his direction.
“Will you just let me apologise?” He pleaded, voice cracking
slightly as he spotted the tears beginning to stream down your cheeks.
Words: 795 Bucky Barnes X Reader Prompt: “Hello! I have a
request please! Bucky and reader are dating and Bucky’s feeling pretty bad
about himself and thinks he’s bad so the reader starts writting motivational
things on his metal arm. And one she etches in something like name: Bucky; prone
to sadness so treat nicely. Or something. Please. Lots of fluff please.” -Anon
“Hello? Earth to Bucky?” You waved your hand in front of
your boyfriend, who was spacing out and completely missed everything you’d just
“Hmmm?” He looked up at you from the black coffee he’d been
staring down into.
“You didn’t hear any of that, did you?” You sighed in
concern. He was always prone to zoning in and out of conversations. Steve told
you he’d been doing it as long as they had known each other, but lately Bucky
seemed different. He’d been mentally disappearing from you at more frequent
intervals and for longer stretches of time.
“What’s going on James?” Your tone took on a serious note as
you sipped from your own steaming cup. “I’m worried about you.”
“Nothing.” He promised, wrapping his hand around his mug,
but not picking it up. “I’ve just been thinking lately.” He sighed. “What do
you think people see when they see me?”
“Well, I’m sure everyone sees something different. I member noticing
your arm.” You recalled fondly.