Project Time twister (Avengers x reader)

nightmare

The nightmare started as just visions of what I'm guessing is my past, visions of people and events I don't remember. Whenever I have a nightmare I always see the same people, a kind woman with h/c hair, a tough yet caring man, and a mischievous little boy. But the visions are never complete, more like flashes, it's like I skip from one memory to the next never getting to see the whole memory.

Then I feel a tight grip on my neck, I'm on the floor in the hellacarrier's training deck, another memory, but not from my erased past but the first year of my training in S.H.E.I.L.D. "get up! you know how to get out of this hold, y/n" agent Cooper said, tightening the grip on my neck, agent Cooper, he trained me from the beginning he was super tough on me but I wouldn't be the agent I am without him. "I ...I ... can't" I pant as I'm running out air in my lungs, grabbing at his hand trying to pull it off but miserably failing.

"you have to fight well without the aid of any power before you can become 'Timetwister', you have to be physically and mentally ready," he said, keeping his position "now, get up". I was running out of air quickly, I know it's just a dream but it feels real it feels like I'm actually running out of air. Struggling, I tried to perform the right technique to get out of his hold but I was too weak from low oxygen to win. the last thing I see is Cooper's disappointed and angry face then, black

end of the nightmare...  

I sat straight up in my bed with a yell, heaving air in and out. My heart was pounding and so was my head, I was sweating like crazy. Wait, how did I get here? the last thing I remember was the movie, then I felt a hand on my right arm "are you ok?" it was Bucky, I somehow just knew it was him. I turned to my right to find Bucky sitting next to me on the edge of my bed, facing out. He looked like he hadn't slept, his black hair falling in his face "y/n?" he asked turning to face me, his eyes full of worry "I...I don't know" I stammered, on the brink of crying in confusion and sadness. "what happened?" it was a nightmare," I said, trying to keep from crying. Bucky sighed like he understood, "do you wanna talk about it?" 

Did he just ask if I wanted to talk about it? no one, not even Ava, asked if I wanted to talk about. This for some reason made me lose control, letting the tears I was trying to keep back just fall down my face "Oh Bucky, I'm so confused" I sobbed, Bucky whispered "come here" then pulled me to him, wrapping his arms around me. I sobbed and sobbed, it was worse than when I fell apart the day they found me, his shirt was probably soaked in salty tears and snot. Bucky just rubbed calming circles on my back with his flesh hand while the other held me close "it felt so real, I actually thought I was there" shhh, it's ok, it wasn't real you're here, I'm here, you're safe" he said pulling me close

Again, I felt this feeling of safeness with him, his calming effect on me was something I've never felt. After sobbing enough into Bucky's shirt to where he probably needs a new one, I stopped crying and relaxed a little, feeling myself drift back into sleep. Then I felt Bucky move me to where I was laying down again, I felt his weight move off the bed like he was leaving "wait" I said, grabbing Bucky's metal arm "don't go". Bucky looked surprised that I grabbed his metal arm, I have a feeling he's self-conscious about it, I can fix that though. He looked at me with a smile "it's ok, doll, I was just going back to my chair" he said gesturing to a chair in the right corner of my room with a lamp on and an open book on the chair. "have you been reading all night?" I ask, tightening my grip on his hand  "yeah, but don't worry about it, just go back to sleep" he kissed my forehead and went to go back to his chair

"no, you need sleep too. and I don't think I can go back to sleep without you near me" I said trying to give him my best puppy dog eyes. He laughed "I'll just be over there," he said gesturing back towards his setup in the corner of my room "but I'm cold and you're sooo warm" I whine. Bucky sighed "fine" with a smile then he pulled the covers up and laid down next to me. I shimmied over closer to him and snuggled into his warmth "mmm, much better" I hummed, Bucky pulled me closer and snuggled into me, pulling the covers over us. He was tense for a while but after a few minutes he relaxed with a sigh as I drifted off to sleep

I felt truly safe in his arms, like the world around me doesn't matter because I'm wrapped up in his arms. But what is this feeling? I've never felt this way. Is this what a crush is? Or is this more?