Pairing: Reader x Bucky (subtle)
Word Count: 1.6K
Warnings: (Very brief mention of) drugs, torture, fighting, death
A/N: I know I do a lot of Bucky fics, but I just feel more comfortable writing for Bucky,
and I love him
Reader is in the same program that Wade Wilson was in, Weapon X.
“I want to meet The Avengers,” you smile to yourself, remembering all the times you’d watched them on the news, “Oh, and get my ass kicked by Liam Neeson,”
“I’d really like to light a spliff off the Olympic torch,” Wade Wilson’s voice carried through the medical screen that separated the two of you,
“Oh, you better pass it to me right after,” you retort, a small chuckle surprised you as it erupts from your lips,
“Wait, how old are you? Are you even old enough to be doing drugs?” amusement thick in Wade’s tone,
“Yes,” you scoff, “I’m 21… or 22? I can’t remember how long I’ve been here,” a silence falls over the two of you, “I was 3 month away from turning 22 when I came here,” you explain. A lump rises in your throat, but you push past it, “God, my brother might not even know I’ve gone. What I’d give to go back… At least say goodbye to him,”
Your brother was the only family you had left. He was in his final year at boarding school, half way across the world. You hadn’t seen him in almost a year when you had agreed to enter Weapon X.