BUCKY
Bucky woke up early that morning, his unnatural body bouncing back easily despite the amount of alcohol he'd consumed mere hours ago. Looking at the ticking hands of his old-fashioned clock with a huff, he got up and put on his running gear before heading outside. When he was stressed like this, when that ball of feeling inside him threatened to boil over and ruin the entire life he'd built from the ground up since he'd reconnected with Steve, running was the only thing that helped. The secluded property Tony owned was free for their use at all times and it was on days like this where he was particularly grateful that he could complete five laps around the acres and acres of surrounding forest.
Stopping in the middle of the woods, his heart beating hard, though not from running, Bucky pulled out his phone.
"I'm scared Doc" Bucky's quiet admission filled the silence when Dr.Pashia picked up.
"Scared of what exactly Bucky?" She questioned, her calm voice soothing his racing heart, despite the fact that he was calling her unprompted at 5 o'clock in the morning.
"You know" he gulped.
"I do" she answers sagely, "But I'd like to hear you say it. I think it would be more helpful for you that way, don't you think?"
"I'm scared of what I'm feeling, of the thoughts I'm having..." his voice was thick.
"Yes, and what else?"
"Y/n is so special and I'm scared the closer I get to her the more potential I have to hurt her. We started this mission on the wrong foot and I've already harmed her just by trying to keep my distance. I keep fucking up and I'm scared it's only going to get worse the closer we get" he gulped before confessing, "...You know how long I've liked her"
Dr.Pashia was silent, prompting him to continue.
"I'm worried that it—that everything I've been through has taken all the good out of me. And she deserves someone better than me, I know it"
"I believe that's Y/n's choice to make"
He swiped his hand over his mouth in frustration.
"I—I've got to go—" Bucky strained before moving to end the call.
"Bucky?" Her voice crackled through the line with a small sigh, "I know this all feels like too much for you to handle but before you go, I want to remind you of who you are and who you've been, and no, I don't mean the Winter Soldier. Remember you're a good man, a good soldier, a good brother, a good son, a good teammate, and a good friend. Please don't forget that you are good and deserve to be happy despite what you might think and no matter what you've done."
"Thanks, Doc, as always"
"You're welcome Bucky"
Taking a deep, shaky breath he shut down the call before taking the long walk back to the compound.
Y/N
Y/n's alarm went off and she was quickly awakened from her groggy slumber. She slapped her hand over her phone to turn off its incessant buzzing. Past the large windows, Y/n could see the grassy terrain just outside of the compound as well as the large forest and small lake beyond. She sat up, stretching her body before getting out of bed to get herself ready for the day ahead.
When she finally stood, she felt as if her head was going to explode, her vision going slightly blurry around the edges. She knew she and Bucky would be driving down to the city today and yet she'd drank as much as she did last night anyway, without a care in the world. The truth was it was all the caring that had made her drink that much in the first place...and now she was suffering the consequences.
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Made to Lie
RomanceY/n is an honest person at heart despite having grown up in her father's world of crime where secrets and lies were practically currency, even for a child. Now, as a part of the Avenger's team, Y/n is in a position where she has to lie again, someth...