In the Heart of the Storm (Part 5)
Bucky x Reader
Summary – You are house-sitting for some friends on the Chesapeake Bay in the middle of a hurricane. Unbeknownst to you, you’re not alone. Takes place immediately following the events of Captain America: The Winter Soldier.
Warnings – None
Word Count – 1,260
Notes – As usual, I’m taking a lot of liberties with Bucky in this fic. None of us know just how much he actually remembers, or when those memories starting coming back. I have a plan on where I want this fic to go, so I need him to remember certain things to get us there. As always, I appreciate all of your feedback and questions!!!
At the mention of the Helicarriers, his head shot up. His eyes were wide, and you could practically see the memories flooding back into his mind. “Steve. Oh my God, Steve. Is he dead?”
“Steve? Do you mean Steve Rogers, Captain America?”
With every word you spoke, his face seemed to crumple. He looked down at his left arm in disgust as he flexed the metal fingers. “What did I do?”
“Oh my God, you’re the guy that almost killed Captain America.” You didn’t wait for him to confirm or deny your statement. Without thinking about the consequences, you turned and ran for door behind you.
You made it to the back porch, your feet mere inches from the grass when a cold metal arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you up against a solid wall of muscle. His right hand clamped over your mouth as he effortlessly carried your struggling form back into the house.