Bucky Barnes Imagines

Winter Soldier - Fugitives (2)

Second part of Fugitives! Hope you enjoy this. I will post the other Bucky imagines I have on my fandom book once I finish editing them.

I was editing this and omfg the ending though. I forgot I even wrote that. Holy shite. 😨 And worse, I was editing this while my parents are in the same room as I am. Good thing they weren't snooping. Phew! 😥

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After saving the Winter Soldier, you and him became fugitives of HYDRA. You two were currently staying at an apartment. The owner is your mother's friend and she was kind enough to let you stay for a couple of days. Bucky was sitting on the bed, reading his files. You, feeling sweaty and plain gross, were taking a shower.

"Sorry about the place. We're lucky the owner knows me and let us stay here," you yelled.

"I'm not complaining. As long as we're safe from anyone who's trying to kill us, I'm alright," he replied.

Bucky sighs. He closes the folder and sets it down next to him. "What're we going to do now? You're the only one who's helping me and it's not even enough. If I say I'm helping, they'll think I'm lying."

You turn off the shower and wrapped a towel around your body. "We can go to the Avengers. Maybe they'll help us," you suggested.

He cuts you off saying, "They'll kill me upon sight."

"I'll explain things to them. Surely they know about you now that Steve found out you're The Winter Soldier. Besides, I'm friends with them," you replied.

He shakes his head. "It won't work. You used to be Alexander's most trusted agent. They'll kill you too," he said, looking down on the floor.

You bite your lip. "Right. The Winter Soldier and Pierce's most trusted agent don't mean good news to them."

You step out of the bathroom. Bucky looks up and froze upon seeing you. His eyes widen as they were glued to you.

You smirk and crossed your arms. "What? Never seen a girl with just a towel before?" you teased.

He rolls his eyes, looking away. He stands up and scoots to the farther side of the bed.

"I don't even know you yet you know everything about me. All I know is your name and that you're helping me," he said.

"Not everything, Bucky. I only read your file, which didn't state your favorite color or food. It's like reading a short biography or story," you stated as you begin applying lotion to your arms and legs.

"You still know a lot about me."

You sigh. "Because I read your file. It's like reading a slice of your life or invading your privacy, which I deeply apologize."

Bucky nods. "It's okay."

You start drying your hair with a hair dryer. "You should probably take a shower too, you know. You've been in that getup since we escaped. I think you should look normal after everything--not that you don't look normal," you said.

"You're right." He stands up and walks in the bathroom. You hear him strip off from his suit and let it drop on the floor.

"I'll get you a towel and new clothes after I'm done with myself. I ain't letting you walk around here naked!" you yelled jokingly. You were a hundred percent you heard him chuckle or laugh or whatever. Boy, your heart skipped a beat. Sounds cliche but it really did.

You finish fixing yourself. You got dressed and asked the owner if she had clothes that would fit Bucky. Luckily, her son was just about his size. She gave you a loose button down shirt, jeans, and towel. You thanked her before walking back into your room.

You knock on the door and opened it slightly. "Here're your clothes and towel."

You heard him say thanks and then you closed the door again. You lay on the bed and let out a long sigh. You kept thinking about what was going to happen after this. Questions pop out of your mind. How far can I help him? Who will help us? Will the good guys help us? 

What about...

What a--

You shot up and turned to the bathroom door. "Hey, Bucky. What about--!"

You were cut off when you saw him standing outside the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. Damn. You have to admit. His wet look did indeed made his look incredibly hot. He's already hot, but the wet look makes him ten times hotter. You could feel the heat rise up on your face.

"What about what, Ms. Y/N?" he asked.

You gulp. The way your name rolled on his tongue perfectly was making you blush even more.

"Uhhh... What about Steve?"

He nodded. "What about him?"

"He's your best friend. He'll listen to you. Maybe he'll hear you out and not kill us," you said, biting your lip.

Bucky's eyebrows furrow. "Don't do that," he said, staring at you sternly.

"Don't do what?" you asked, looking confused.

"Biting your lip. It's..." He looks away, not bothering to finish his sentence. You could see a faint blush on his cheeks.

You smile. "It's what?"

"Nothing," he replied.

You walk towards him. "Doesn't sound nothing to me," you teased.

With each step forward, Bucky would step back. That is until his back felt the cold wall.

You look up at him, smiling. "What's wrong? Afraid of showing your weak side?"

He looks away from you, avoiding your gaze. "No."

You sigh. "Oh, come on. For once, tell me how you really feel. You're not The Winter Soldier anymore. You don't have to act tough around me. You're Bucky Barnes. Show some emotion," you argued.

"You want me to show emotion? You really want that?" he scoffed.

You nodded without hesitation. Instantly, he cups your cheeks and kissed you hard on your lips. You put your hands on his hips to support you as you kiss back. He pushes you to the bed and you landed softly on it. You look up at Bucky, who was smirking down at you. His hair falling on both side of his face. He crawls on top of you. You put your arms around his neck and pulled him down to connect your lips to his. Without breaking the kiss, he takes off everything you had worn earlier. The clothes came off and you know what happens next.

Today, he had shown a strong emotion to you and only for you to see.