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Don’t You Die on Me

Request: 6 with Bucky? Thanks! xx

Prompt: “Don’t you die on me”

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Bucky was currently waiting for you to return home after a long mission. You had been gone for almost a week, along with Wanda and Steve. Bucky couldn’t wait for you to return home seeing as this was the longest you’ve ever been gone.

“They’ll be home any minute”, Pietro said has he placed his hand on Bucky’s shoulder.

Bucky sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. He looked down at his feet and began to pace. He finally stopped to look up when he heard the helicopter land.

“See, what did I tell you? They’re home, safe and sound.” Both of them smiled at each other and waited for everyone to exit the aircraft.

What neither of them knew was that you had gotten seriously hurt on the mission, and you were currently in critical condition. Steve came running out of the helicopter with you in his arms and came to a stop in front of Bucky and Pietro. Wanda was trailing behind Steve with a worried look on her face.

“Pietro can you run y/n to the medical wing?” Steve asked as he placed you in Pietro’s arms.

“Of course”, Pietro answered. When you were securely in his grasped he rushed you to the medical wing.

“What happened to y/n?!”, Bucky demanded when he saw Steve run his bloody fingers through his hair. Bucky just knew that it was your blood that was staining Steve’s fingers.

“They were shot in the stomach while we were trying to gather information. It happened so fast, none of us had time to react. I helped them all I could but it doesn’t look so good right now”, Steve said has he let out a sigh. Bucky balled his fists up as he heard the news.

Steve saw how upset Bucky was becoming and placed his hands on Bucky’s shoulders.

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@blesscdones wants to see troy burn

‘You should come with me.' 

The words come out so quick and so unexpectedly all Paris can do is smile awkwardly and hope she didn’t take his comment too seriously… If she didn’t want to come away with him that is. 

But if she did, if she did, if she did, his heart hammered. Picture her with her hair tossled as she wakes up next to you. Troy’s sun shining in her dark hair… 

Oh wicked and clever Aphrodite for knowing, or at least guessing at how much he would want that…