Bucky Barnes Imagines

Part 2

Your eyes fluttered open as your throat was crutched close, cutting off your air flow.

You brought your hands up and felt the cooling temperature of metal and the warm feel of flesh.

You looked down and saw Bucky's arms held straight at you, and they latched onto your throat and stayed there.

His face was covered in sweat. His eyebrows were furrowed, and his lips were shaped into a frown.

"Buck," you screeched.

"You," Bucky said, "you can't take her away. You can't!"

You knew Bucky was having another nightmare. He was having a nightmare about Hydra taking you.

"Bucky," you breathed out. Your fingers intertwined with his, pulling them off of you.

"Stop!" He screamed. His grip on you began very tight.

You began to choke and cough. "Help," you tried to yell but only came out as a muffled whisper.

"Let her go!" Bucky screamed again. Within seconds Steve was at the door.

"(Y/n)," Steve said as he ran up to Bucky and began to pry him away.

"Bucky, stop!" Steve screamed. Suddenly the hands wrapped around your throat were removed and Bucky was sitting up.

He looked down at you when he heard you gasping for air as you coughed.

"What happened?" Bucky asked quietly. He placed his flesh arm carefully around you. "What happened?" Bucky yelled.

"You got ahold of her," Steve told Bucky.

"No, no, no, no," Bucky whispered as he pulled his hair. Bucky quickly stood up and walked out.

"Bucky," you said, "Bucky come back!"

He was already too far gone.