Winter's Widow pt 1!

None Of This Is On You

‼️Y'all I promise this is the last sad chapter for awhile!!! Also I'm sorry for what I'm about to do to your hearts, but I feel it ends on a light note with some good closer for the situation!! Also probably one of my favorite fluffy smut scenes that I've written is in her so.. 🥺😭🥰❤️ enjoy!! It's rainbows from here.. at least for a couple Chapters!!‼️

*Grant is sound asleep so you lay him in his bassinet... you lay back on the bed and rub your eyes... Bucky slides his hand across your stomach and you turn to look at him... you give him and gentle smile and pull him closer.. neither
of you say a word.. Bucky leans in and kisses you as he lets his hand slide down your side and play with your waistband.. you pull him closer and let your hands slip beneath his shirt on his back.. his skin is warm against your cold fingers.. You feel him get goosebumps because of it.. you smile against his kiss and so does he. He moves completely on top of you and you slide your legs apart to allow him to settle between them.. he traces your thigh with his finger and firmly grasps the back of your knee.. he lifts it up to give himself a better angle.. he slowly grinds against you.. you don't dare break the kiss to moan so you moan into Bucky's mouth.. he takes the opportunity and slips his tongue in your mouth.. this whole moment is a beautiful, sensual, slow burn.. if you had been able to continue then a baby would of definitely been made in that moment but there is a knock on the door.. that's when you noticed the lights were off and it was almost dark.. you turn on the lamp and Bucky answers the door*
Tony- Hey Bucky...
*You can't
Hear what he says but you see Bucky's back tense up.. he nods, closes the door and walks back over to you*
Bucky- Umm Tony and the others need us..
*Bucky rubs his face and takes a deep breath*
Bucky- they want us to meet in the lab..
*You lay where you are and don't move*
Bucky- y/n?
Y/N- I just need a minute... I need to rest here in the simple for a little while longer..
*Bucky smiles and lays next to you.. he pulls you into his arms.. you lay there until there is another knock on the door.. you and Bucky sigh and get up*

*You head to the lab*
Tony- The stone was a decoy.. it was all a set up to get you three and the kids and I am so sorry you went through all of that for nothing
Bucky- shit...
Y/N- So we are right back where we started..
Sam- Pretty much..
Y/N- So My husband was turned, I was turned, I was beaten, I harassed my best friend, I allowed that friend to be turned, I watched him try to kill his fiancé while doing nothing about it, all while having very traumatic memories of my mother's death and my kidnapping resurface, all for nothing?!?
*They all look at you like you're about to snap... you want to but you have nothing left*
Y/N- Awesome... *You pass out and Bucky catches you*
Bucky- Yeah that's enough of memory lane for
Today..
*He carries you back to the room and lays you on the bed.. you have a dream of a memory you had long forgotten*

‼️Flashback‼️
*All you hear are the screams of your mother and the soft voice that seemed to care about you... the only voice that ever seemed to show you any kindness.. you knew only his voice because you never looked at him.. his eyes are always too sad and it makes you cry*
-eat.. you need your strength..
Y/N- When will I get to leave..
*You can feel him stare at you.. you never look up*
-eat...
*He leaves*

*He was there that day... the day your mother died... he took you to the car and set you down.. that was the only time you ever looked at him.. his blue eyes were filled with sadness.. they were saying every apology his mouth couldn't.. you could tell he was a prisoner just like you... He didn't want to do the things he was doing.. maybe that's why you felt safe when he guarded your room even though he was the one who made you an orphan.. This mystery man with a metal arm was the only constant in your life until one day he was gone too.. but in all your many adventures around your new home you found him... he never talks and he is frozen like a statue.. you like to think he can hear you though.. he looks peaceful.. like he can finally rest. When you have the chance you always sneak away and sit outside of his weird looking room.. it's small and circular and... cold. You always forget to bring a jacket but you don't mind because you get to see your friend.. you did this for years... he never once talked back.. it wasn't until you were older that you understood why.. he was frozen.. like this place.. like your heart.. except for when you spoke to him... how strange.. you've only spoken a handful of Words this this masked man
and yet he is the only thing that makes you feel alive and yet he's dead.. sort of dead*