God, I hate You

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"my head" i groaned as i walked into the kitchen, massaging my temples as i sat down. wanda giggled beside me,
"what?" i huffed, staring at the green drink that tony had set in front of me.
"last night you were..." she began saying before bursting into a fit of giggles. i rolled my eyes, a smile playing on my lips as i took a sip of the strange drink. i choked on it, the liquid nearly streaming out of my nose.
"are you trying to kill me?" i coughed, tony shuddered after taking a sip of his own,
"it'll get rid of that hangover" he explained.

after being forced to chug down that horrid drink, we arrived at the quinjet. steve had gone through the plan a dozen times and frankly, i was starting to get bored of listening to him. bored out of my mind, an arm draped around my shoulders,
"what is it barnes?" i asked, continuing to stare at my trousers. he leaned down to make eye contact with me,
"how'd you know it was me?" he chuckled, nudging into me slightly.
"who else wears ugly shoes like that?" i asked, nodding down at the boots he wore on his feet.
"very funny" he said sarcastically. i laughed to myself before shrugging his arm off,
"you really don't think i'm a monster?" he whispered, bringing up last night's conversation. i shook my head,
"no. i don't".
"why?" he continued, squinting at me slightly.
"well maybe you are" i teased. his shoulders slumped slightly as his face fell,
"you're not, well i don't think you are" i murmured, brushing my shoulder against his.

"y/n you know what to do" tony nodded, pointing towards the roof of the old building. i fastened my parachute on firmly, carefully checking that the parachute would come out once i pulled the handle.
"aye aye cap- never mind" i replied, giving him a fake salute as i stepped towards the open door of the jet.
"be careful" bucky called out, nodding at me.
"aren't i alwa-"i began saying, before my fingers accidentally pulled the handle and i was flung out of the jet, my parachute pulling me in the opposite direction of where i needed to me.
"oh fucking shit!" i shouted as i fell through bundles of trees and landed flat down on my back. my body aching from the impact,
"y/n. y/n are you okay?" tony's voice called out through the comms. i achingly pushed my fingers against the button on my earpiece,
"i'm great, uh-might take a few minutes for me to get there" i chuckled, hiding the fact that i had literally fallen on my ass.
"oh that was funny, you should have seen the way you fell out" pietro cackled through the earpiece.
"shut up speedo" i grumbled, dusting myself off and making my way towards the building which was at least a good mile away.

after finally arriving at where i needed to be, i cautiously climbed onto the roof and opened the hatch which lay on top.
"okay i'm in" i whispered, jumping into the room the hatch led me to.
"good, you'll find it after looking around a bit" steve's voice spoke. i stopped in my tracks and scratched my head,
"wait what am i looking for?" i asked, there was an audible sigh on the other side,
"y/n, i went through this" steve tutted.
"yeah i know i wasn't listening" i replied, i could hear bucky chucking in the background.

once steve had explained that i was looking for a box filled with some kind of medicine, possibly serums, i wandered about looking in every box i could find. after around five minutes of admiring the ugly ass place, i found it.
"bingo" i muttered, taking the box and placing it carefully into my rucksack. just as i was about to make my way to the same hatch. the doors burst open and a group of men stood there,
"ah miss y/l/n" a man dressed in a white coat greeted, taking a few steps forward. i shuffled on my feet a bit,
"i would greet you back but i don't have a clue what your name is" i replied, shrugging.
"i see you still haven't lost that wit of yours" he murmured,
"it's a gift" i chuckled, the men standing around him loaded their guns. their fingers twitching to pull the trigger,
"well as much as i would love to stay and chat, i kinda have to go" i smiled, my fingers sliding into my pocket and pulling out a grenade.
"bye" i winked, pulling out the pin with my teeth and chucking it at them. i ran as fast as i could to get covered but it exploded before i could, i flew forward, my back burning from the explosion.

a few moments later, i lifted my head off of the ashy floor and looked around to see the place was in ruins. my head was aching and my ears were ringing from the explosion. i mentally cursed and grabbed my rucksack, checking that nothing had spilled or broke, thankfully it hadn't. as i walked closer towards the hatch, the sound of a gun being reloaded echoed behind me. i turned around slowly to see a man standing there, his hands shaking and blood oozing from a gash in his head,
"surely you did not think you would escape so quickly" he chuckled sourly, taking a few steps forward. his boots clicking against the messy floor.
"well actually i-" i began saying before the trigger was pulled and a gunshot pierced through the air. i felt a horrible pain in my leg and looked down to see blood spreading across the fabric.
"enough! i have had enough of you speaking." he laughed, his eyes were red. the blood from his gash was now seeping into his eyes.
"and i've had enough of you being a pussy bitch" i chuckled, grabbing my handgun and pulling the trigger without even aiming. the same time i pulled the trigger, he pulled his. the both of us fell to the ground, my bullet had gone through his stomach and his had gone through my shoulder. i pulled myself up and limped towards him,
"auf wiedersehen" i panted, pointing my gun at him to put him out of his misery.

when i opened the hatch, cold air hit me like a brick as i limped towards the meeting point. cursing silently to myself as i got closer and closer. by the time the quinjet was in sight, i was walking impossibly slow. my eyes squeezing shut trying to push away the fact that i was losing blood.
"y/n?" bucky's voice spoke. i opened my eyes to see him running towards me,
"barnes" i cooed, leaning onto him as he helped me walk faster.
"i knew i fucking heard shots from your side" he tutted, walking faster and faster.
"well clearly wasn't fireworks now was it?" i replied, trying to lighten to mood.
"not funny y/n" bucky grumbled, pulling me into the jet.
"y/n/n what happened?" tony asked, nearly shouting.
"we had shots, and not the good kind" i chuckled weakly, wheezing slightly from the lack of energy.
"where'd you get those grenades from?" tony asked, kneeling down to my level.
"i have no idea what you're talking about" i slurred.
"y/n".
"okay fine i found some when i was looking around",
"bruce check her out" tony sighed, i passed steve the bag.
"here you go grandpa" i chuckled, my eyes closing and white dots coming into my vision.
"come on, stay awake" bucky whispered, squeezing my hand.
"just because you said that, i'm going to sleep" i laughed, just as i was about to make another joke, everything began getting blurry, my eyelids started to close.
"oh shit" i chuckled before passing out.

when i finally woke up later, it was around two in the morning.
"jesus christ", i grumbled, i turned my head, trying to get comfortable. just as i was about to
close my eyes, i saw a figure sitting on the armchair beside my bed.
"what the fuck" i murmured, turning the lamp on and squinting to see who was there. the figure turned a little before sitting up,
"oh you're okay. thank god" he sighed,
"you've been in here all night?" i questioned, watching him walk over to sit on the bed.
"what the hell were you thinking y/n?"
"excuse me?" i murmured,
"you could've fucking died" he hissed,
"oh no no no, we are not doing this now or ever. so either you leave or keep your mouth shut about that" i whined, he sighed and sat on the edge of the bed. his adam's apple bobbing up and down in his throat,
"i'm sorry" he whispered, lifting my hand and placing a tender kiss on it.
"no need to get all soppy" i teased,
"mind if i..?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
"be my guest" i smiled, watching him carefully lie beside me, making sure he didn't poke at my wounds.
"you should sleep" i whispered,
"so should you" he replied. i laughed quietly and nodded,
"gladly" i grumbled. as i began to rest my head on the pillow, bucky's hand lifted my head up and placed it on his chest,
"ah we're going for the cliche thing? nice" i mumbled, he chuckled,
"that we are".