avengersimagined

[avengersimagined]

A/N: this was previously posted on my quotes account, that’s why it may seem familiar. Enjoy :) Steve Rogers had been a friend of yours since the aftermath of the alien invasion. You were a level 6 S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent when you were assigned to reintroduce Steve to the world. You both became really close friends after that, always making time once a week for your tradition; movies and wings. You came to see Steve as an older brother, and he was overprotective enough to fill the role. It took him a while to fully open up to you, but when he did, you loved to hear the stories of Bucky Barnes. There was something about Barnes that fascinated you. Maybe it was because Bucky had been so important to Steve, or maybe it was because Bucky reminded you of your older cousin that died over in Iraq. Whatever the reason, you had a lot of respect for Steve's old best friend. When S.H.I.E.L.D. collapsed, you had been in Europe on a mission. You came back as soon as you heard Steve was in the hospital, only to find that Bucky was alive- he was the Winter Soldier. When Steve got out of the hospital, he filled you in on everything. You met Sam a few days later, and you both made a silent promise to find Bucky for Steve. After months of sleep deprivation, caffeine drinks, and days on end spent in front of a computer, you finally found a solid lead on Barnes. You packed a bag and booked a flight to Romania, only leaving a brief note for Sam and Cap to find. You didn't say why you were leaving, you didn't want to give Steve false hope. For all you knew, Bucky could have been gone by the time you reached him. But he wasn't. You found him hiding in an abandoned wear house, living off of scrap food and lake water. He was jumpy and he was wary of you, staring at you through a crack in the door. “I'm not here to hurt you Sergeant." You had said as you shivered slightly in the cold. “Why are you calling me that?" He asked, confused. “That's your rank. Sergeant James Barnes." You spoke, a smile on your face. "I'm friends with Steve." At the name, a shadow passed across the mans face. "He's talked about you, you were his best friend." “Who are you?" He asked, his metal hand clenching tightly. You reached over and placed a gentle hand over his, only to have him pull back quickly. “My name is Y/N, I'm only here to help you." You spoke honestly, letting your hand drop back to your side. “You can't help me." He spoke, voice void of emotion. “When's the last time you had an actual meal? A fresh glass of water." You asked, getting the hint when he remained silent. "Listen, you don't have to trust me right away, I knew you wouldn't. But I really am here to help. How about this, I'll give you the address to my temporary apartment. You can scope it out to your hearts content, make sure I'm not tricking you. When you feel sure enough, just knock on my door. I'll make you a nice homecooked meal." You bribed slightly. “Okay." He spoke, his eyes still dubious. “Goodbye Sergeant." You spoke, realizing he was done talking for the day. You turned to leave, before he spoke a single word that made you freeze. “Bucky." “I'm sorry?" You spoke, glancing over your shoulder at him. “Call me Bucky." “Alright then, Bucky." You winked playfully at him, leaving him to smile at your retreating figure. It took him a week to show up at your door. In the beginning, he showed up every once in a while. After a month, he showed up every other day, and then eventually he showed up every day. After two weeks of him showing up every day, you asked him to just move into your little apartment until he was ready to talk to Steve. Six months later, you found yourself on a plane back home, an anxious Bucky beside you. “Buck, relax. Steve will be ecstatic to see you." You said, squeezing the hand that was already holding yours. Over the course of the 7 months you knew him, he became very touchy. When he was nervous or after he had one of his many nightmares, touch brought him back to reality. There was a lot of handholding and nighttime cuddling, not that you complained. You had actually grown very fond of the man, to the point of having a crush. But he was Sergeant Barnes for Christ sake, a hero from the Howling Commandos and a lady killer according to Steve. He'd never feel anything for you other than friendship. “What if I can't live up to Steve's expectations? I've changed so much, I'm not that man that Steve once knew." Over time, most of Bucky's memories had returned. The both of you had worked so hard on bringing them back. But with the good memories, came the Hydra memories. There was so much self-hatred on Bucky's part, but eventually you were able to help him see that it wasn't him. What you wouldn't give to kill the bastards that did this to him. Bucky didn't deserve it. “Bucky, you're being ridiculous." You told him, rubbing your thumb softly over his hand. "Steve loves you. He knows you've changed, but you're still his best friend. You could never do anything for that to change. He'll understand. He just wants to help you, like you always did when he got into fights." “He sure did get in a lot of them." Bucky said, a fond smile forming on his lips. “Thank god for you." You joked, and he sent a sweet smile down at you. He finally settled then, closing his eyes to sleep during the rest of the flight. 4 hours later, you found yourself outside of the Avengers Tower, aka Stark Tower. A hesitant smile took over your face, and Bucky sent you a confused glance. “When I found out where you were, I kind of left without telling anyone where I was going. I'm just prepping myself for the lecture from grandpa I know I'm gonna get." You told him. “Grandpa?" He asked curiously. “Steve." You told him, and Bucky instantly burst into laughter. You smiled at the way his eyes lit up, his laugh was your absolute favorite thing about him. It was mesmerizing, and so rare. You made your way to the elevator, smiling when you heard Jarvis. “Hello Ms. Y/L/N, it's good to see you are back." The AI spoke. “Hey Jarvis, can you take me to wherever Steve is." “Of course Miss, he's on the main level with everyone else." He spoke, taking you to the main level. You squeezed Bucky's hand one last time, before letting go as you stepped off the elevator. “I'm telling you, my wings are way better than your silly bow and arrows." You heard Sam speak, a smile spreading over your face. “Give it a rest bird boy, your wings aren't that great." You joked, crossing your arms as you leant against the door frame. Bucky moved silently against the wall, observing everything. “Holy Shit!" “Is that..?" “You are in so much trouble." A voice spoke from across the room, and you laughed slightly. “Hey Cap." You smiled, watching as he walked quickly towards you, pulling you into a bear hug. “Do you know how worried I was? Just a stupid note about how you would be away for a while! I had no idea where you were, if you were ok! You've been gone 7 months, 7. Where the hell were you?" He demanded once he pulled away, holding your shoulders. “I was following a lead on our missing person." You told him, and Sam jumped up. “Wait what?!" He yelped in shock. "You mean to tell me that you went wondering off in search of a crazy assasin without telling us?! What if he hurt you?" He exclaimed, and Steve sent him an annoyed look. “Well I'm perfectly fine, aren't I?" You asked, smirking slightly. “Wait, you found him?" Steve questioned, his eyes lighting up. "How is he? Where is he? Is he alright?" “Why don't you ask him yourself?" You asked, gesturing to where Bucky was standing. Steve's head snapped over in his direction, his eyes going wide. “Bucky?" “Hey punk." Bucky responded, a small smile on his face. Steve's face morphed into one of utter surprise, before he raced towards Bucky. He pulled him into a brotherly hug, shaking his head in disbelief. Everyone left the living room, allowing the two friends to talk. You went to Sam's room, catching up with all that happened in the months you were gone. About an hour later, you and Sam were just lounging in his bed watching tv, when Steve burst through the door. You both looked at him with wide eyes, before Steve zeroed in on you and tackled you to the bed. You both fell off, a gasp escaping your lips as you landed on the floor. “Thank you so much Y/N." He whispered against your neck, a smile on his lips. "I don't know how I could ever repay you." “Seeing you truly happy for once, that's payment enough." You smiled, hugging him tightly. A moment later, he stood up and pulled you up with him. Bucky was standing in the doorway, a soft smile on his face as he looked at you. "What?" You asked, cocking your head to the side in confusion. “You're amazing, you know that? It's like you were sent to both of us to help us. First helping Steve adjusting to a world that was so foreign to him, and giving him a friend when he had no one else. And then you helping me find myself again. I don't know what I did to deserve you." At this point, you were blushing and staring down at the floor. You were vaguely aware of Steve and Sam leaving the room. “It's nothing, really. You both have been through so much, and neither of you deserved any of it. I just wanted to help." “Regardless, it means a lot to me. I never thought I'd ever find anyone that would care about me after all that's happened." Bucky spoke, still staring at you. “Well now you have me, I'm always going to care about you." You spoke, taking his hand in yours. He smiled, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. “I wouldn't have it any other way Doll."

[avengersimagined]

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I started to write imagines for the avengers in 2014, but I just never liked how they came out. Now after seeing infinity war, I just have so much love for these characters and I need to write it all down. I’ll happily write for any Marvel character that appears in the movies, it’s been a while since I’ve read the comics and even then I didn’t read all of them. So feel free to send in any requests you might have!