MCU Imagines

Universal Crush [3] - Bucky Barnes

You walked into the lab, still fuming about how you could be so stupid. Stephen had said to portal to the other side of the room, into the hula hoop he placed, not another universe. You weren't even sure how you did that. As far as you knew, to travel universes, you needed a lot of power. Stephen, the master of mystic arts, hadn't been able to that.

You inhaled sharply, finding Bruce and Tony sitting on stools in the lab. They were facing away, wearing black clothing. You bit your lip and fidgeted with the ring on your finger. If you were dead here, they would freak out. Letting out a frustrated breath, you crossed your arms, thinking back to what Bucky had said.

"You can't just run around with that face."

A hand grabbed your hurt wrist. You hissed as the person pulled you backwards. Without looking at the person, you knew it was Bucky.

"What do you want?" You whispered-shouted at him. He glared at you as you noticed Steve standing there with a shocked look on his face.

"I want you to leave to wherever you came from," he hissed at you, scowling when you shook your head.

"I don't even know how I ended up here," you mumbled, eyes darting to Steve who had taken a step closer. His blue eyes flickered between the two of you, his gaze lingering in you longer.

"So you're from another Earth?" Steve asked, unconvinced from what Bucky had told him.

"Another universe actually," you corrected, ripping your arm free from Bucky's tight grasp. You held the wrist closer to your torso, the bandage getting stained with blood. Bucky seemed to freeze up when he saw the blood.

"Can you get back to your..." Steve trailed off, not knowing exactly how to phrase the sentence.

"I need Tony to help me." You paused, drawing your bottom lip between your teeth. "Is Stephen Strange here?" You had thought about going to find Stephen, but how would you know if he was the master of mystic arts here?

"Who?" Steve asked, eyebrows furrowing.

"What year is it?"

"2015," Bucky answered without looking at you.

"Shit." You put a hand to your forehead, rubbing your temples and closing your eyes. "... two years behind... shit, shit, shit..."

"You know you say shit a lot," Bucky quipped. Your eyes snapped open, only to glare at Bucky.

"You're not the one who got stuck in a universe where you're dead!" You snapped at him and turned on your heels, heading to the lab again.

"She still has a temper when she's under pressure," Steve said lightly from Bucky's side. Bucky sighed.

"Under stress, I think," he mumbled, watching you barge into the lab. "Under pressure she works—worked perfectly."

"Tony," you said a little loudly, seeing that Bruce and him were still sitting facing away. You saw them both jump at the same time, Bruce dropping the screw he was holding and Tony darted up, dropping the stool. Bruce whipped his head towards, staring at you in astonishment. Tony had yet to turn to look at you.

"How—what—am I—am I okay?" Bruce stuttered, pointing to you and then to himself, trying to wrap his head around what he was seeing.

Tony finally turned his head to look at you. His eyes were bloodshot and puffy. His eyes flickered around you while he turned his body to face you. He took a deep breath, inhaling sharply as though it pained him to see you. He held it in before you spoke his name again. He let it out and deflated, leaning against the desk, staring at you with a million emotions dancing through his eyes.

"Who are you?" Tony asked, bending down to grab the stool, unable to look at you any longer.

You chewed the inside of your cheek, thinking of how you would phrase this without making it seem like you were spinning a story. Bruce eyes you wearily.

"Loki?" He asked, eyeing you suspiciously. "This isn't funny." Your eyebrows furrowed and scrunched up your nose in confusion.

"Who?" Your voice came out laced with pure confusion. Bruce turned his head around to look at Tony, who was still trying to process the fact that you were standing in front of him.

"FRIDAY, where's Reindeer Games?" Tony asked, not a hint of suspicion in his tone.

"In the lounging area, sir. Would you like me to call him here?" The AI answered in her British accent.

"No." Tony stared at you, eyes brimming up with tears. You gulped and let out a low breath.

"I'm not this—your Y/N," you said softly, taking a step towards Tony. You could feel the connection that he had to the Y/N from this universe. Your doppelgänger. "I'm her doppelgänger. I'm not from this universe. I'm not her." Tony gripped the table behind him and looked away from you.

"You're saying—there's more—what?" Bruce walked around the table and stood in front of you, scanning your face.

"Strange—sorry, no—someone was helping me use my powers to create a portal, but I did something wrong and..." you waved a hand around yourself unable to think of how to phrase this situation.

"She fell into my balcony," Bucky said walking up behind you. He passed you, giving you a small glare. You sent the glare right back, unable to help yourself.

"Do you want an apology?" You hissed at him. He gave you a smirk.

"Yes."

"Go look for it somewhere else then," you snapped at him before facing the blond that had come up beside you. His eyes trailed over you. He cleared his throat, a pink tinge making its way to his cheeks.

"Can't you just portal yourself back?" He asked with a genuineness that made you smile lightly.

"I would have if I could," you said gently. You shrugged and said, "It takes too much power to open inter-dimensional portals. I don't even know how I did." You shook your head and hugged your torso. You looked back at Tony and Bruce. "I was hoping that you two would be able to come up with some machine or something to send me back."

"Hypothetically, there's more than one way," Bruce said, playing with a wrench, "but I don't know if it's possible." He scrunched up his face with a small shrug.

"We can try," Tony said, snapping his eyes away from you. "It'll be fun to try." He sent Bruce a lip tight smile and patted his back passing him.

"Get her away as soon as you can," Bucky grunted before leaving the lab, a hurt look on your face. He brushed past you with a blank face.

You felt the tears prick at your eyes but you blinked them back, swallowing your emotions.

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