Bucky x Reader

Chapter 2

I sat on my bed for hours watching the show Natasha had put on for me, I didn’t know how to pause or change it but it was funny so I didn’t really mind. I’d moved further up the bed taking the covers and wrapping then around me so just my head was showing through a gap I made in the covers. Looking at the clock I saw it was almost 8 o’clock, wow I’d been here longer than I’d thought. A light knock on the door brought my attention to it turning my head slightly waiting for the person to enter, the door creaked open slightly seeing Steve poke his head slightly through the gap with another smile on his face. It be honest it was starting to annoy me they way they looked at me like I was a fragile baby, I was 19 for fuck sake I can handle myself. I took a deep breath in through my nose and turned back to the TV hugging the covers closer to me.

“ We’re going to order food in, what would you like?” He asked walking further into the room, keeping my eyes away from him I just shrugged, how was I supposed to know I’ve never ordered food in my life. He took out a bit of paper laying it on the bed in front of you. It was very colourful and had pictures of food none of which I recognized, sticking an arm out of the safety of the covers to get a better look staring down the lists of food one name caught my interest I led the paper back down and pointing to the name not knowing how to pronounce it, I think it was a type of curry I recognized the name so guessed I must’ve had it before. Steve looked over and nodded before leaving going to close the door behind him but it being stopped by Bucky’s metal arm him walking in as he left. Why can’t I just be left alone, I thought letting out a sigh seeing him sit on the edge of the bed.

“ How are you hands?” He asked with seemingly no emotion.

“ Fine.” I replied looking back up at the screen. He narrowed his eyes at me which was uncomfortable making me shift awkwardly on the bed and hug the cover even closer.

“ Are you cold or something?” Bucky asked furrowing his brow slightly, I shook my head. To be honest I was boiling this place was well heated and with the jumper on so I’m surprised I’m not dripping sweat, I wasn’t going to take it off though. He sighed deeply making me look over, it was a pretty angry sigh. He was bent over slightly looking down at his hands that were clasped tightly in his lap, was he angry? I was immediately distracted though by his metal arm my eyes lowering to it, the part that connected to his arm was covered by his t-shirt, wonder how he got it? I wasn’t going to ask though knowing vaguely what his background it probably was nightmarish bragging it up would be a bad idea. By this point he had noticed my staring looking back at me once again I went a little red in embarrassment. “ It’s ok to ask about it, it’s been a part of me for so long I’ve just had to accept it.” He said moving so he was now leaning on the arm the metal plates it consisted of shifting slightly.

“ How does it work?” I asked quietly dropping the covers off my and moving closer, he chuckled a little shrugging.

“ I have no idea,” He replied.

“ Does it hurt?” I asked watching him flinch at the question going momentarily silent  making me instantly regret what I said.

“ Not anymore,” He muttered looking down at him lap again.

“ I’m sorry,” I said pulling back slightly still looking at his arm. He cleared his throat composing himself turning his head back to me.

“ It’s ok. Did they er... do anything to you?” He asked carefully choosing the words he said waiting for my answer, I paused for a bit advertising my gaze.

“ Nothing that bad,” I replied not wanting to think about what I had endured while I was kept there. He nodded understandably not saying anything else we both sat un silence for a while, but it wasn’t awkward. After a while the TV had my attention again Bucky’s too one of the characters, Jim, said something that made him chuckle but I didn’t understand it.