Not So Different (Bucky Barnes x Male Reader)

2: Nerves

TW: cursing

Walking into the Avengers Compound, you were shaking more than an intense earthquake.

Do I have powers?, you thought, What if it's nothing? I'd feel so bad for wasting their time.

The thoughts plagued your head, you always doubted your what you were capable of. Honestly, you doubted yourself now more than ever.

It's so dumb that I even have any kind of power, like why of all people did I-, Steve cut off your thoughts.

"And here is the conference room", he said.

Fuck. Holy shit I am not ready for this, you felt as if every part of you had turned to stone.

Sam was following behind both of you, but cut ahead to let himself in the room. Steve then kept the door open, letting you walk in before him and following behind you as you entered the room.

Steve quickly guided you to the front, letting you be seen by the Avengers that were in the room. Only a few of them were identifiable to you; Tony Stark, Nick Fury, and Spider-Man. That wasn't including Steve and Sam though, as you already knew them. Spider-Man was wearing his mask, most likely to keep his identity from you.

The only other person in the room besides them, was a guy you didn't recognize. You focused on his features. He had brown hair that was parted down the middle, which had fallen and covered a good bit of his face. Being seated meant you only saw his upper-body, and could see him sporting a metal arm alongside a leather jacket with straps. Similarly to Spider-Man, he too was wearing a mask. It only covered half his face, leaving his pastel blue eyes to express each emotion he felt. If you were being honest, you actually wanted to see the rest of his face.

You moved your focus back to the silence of the room, realizing Steve had finished introducing you to the group.

"So, what can he do?" Tony asked, crossing his arms and leaning back in his chair. Clearly waiting to be impressed by you.

"Well, he's like Maximoff," Steve said, "he can move things with his mind."

Sam joined into the conversation, "Yeah, he made dozens of things float in the air at the restaurant, and it was some seriously heavy stuff."

Tony and Nick seemed intrigued by hearing this, but you decided to correct them. "Tha-that's right, but I'm not sure how I-ieven managed to do that." You stuttered as the man in the back's eyes met yours while you talked.

Tony started talking right after you, "Well, that's what training is for."

~~~

It was the following day, and you were beyond nervous for your first day of training.

There was a short period of relief last night that washed over you, but any remnants of it had already dried up. Apparently, you were going to spend the next few weeks at the Avenger's compound where you would be able to hopefully learn to control your power. You were glad to hear that they were more than welcoming, as you were getting evicted and would have no where else to go.

Outside of the positive changes in your life, you were stuck thinking about last night. You came across the guy from earlier in the conference room, who had gone from being a stranger to a jerk in your mind. While everyone else you spoke to was nice, he wasn't. When you greeted him after the meeting, he only gave you a look that was as if he wanted to hurt you. The only good thing to come from it was that you saw him without his mask, which you could say that you weren't disappointed in what he looked like.