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oh-so-scenarios · 5 years ago

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ᴛʜᴇ sᴇʀᴇɴᴅɪᴘɪᴛʏ ᴏғ ᴛʜɪɴɢs...♠| 06

⤖ ᴡʜᴏ ʜᴀs ᴛɪᴍᴇ ғᴏʀ sᴏᴜʟᴍᴀᴛᴇs? Jᴜɴɢ Hᴏsᴇᴏᴋ ɪs ᴛᴏᴏ ʙᴜsʏ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴏғ ʜɪs ᴍᴀғɪᴀ ɴᴇᴛᴡᴏʀᴋ. Hᴇ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ sᴇʀᴇɴᴅɪᴘɪᴛʏ ᴏғ ʜɪs sᴏᴜʟᴍᴀᴛᴇ ᴍᴏᴠᴇ ʜɪᴍ…ʀɪɢʜᴛ?

⤖ Mᴀғɪᴀ Lᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ Hᴏsᴇᴏᴋ x ᴅᴏᴄᴛᴏʀ Fᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ Rᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, Aɴɢsᴛ, sᴍᴜᴛ, sᴏᴜʟᴍᴀᴛᴇ!ᴀᴜ,

A/N: Only partly edited, please ignore any errors (Word Count: 3.6K)

**This a more of a filler chapter**

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Y/N:

“Excuse me?” I stated, staring at Hoseok. I sat at that big circular table in the lobby area of their “headquarters”. Hoseok stood across from me, his cold gaze staring at me expectantly. Jimin disappeared into the hallway I have yet to venture into, and the others were out doing “work”.

“Black market surgeries.” He repeated.

My face scrunches up in disbelief, “Like what ...transplants?”

He nods, leaving us in a silent staring contest. I sat there still in my outfit from work, the blouse, and skirt. Hoseok still works his all-black attire, the buttons of his dress shirt unbuttoned a bit. His hair was no longer gelled back and neatly done. It was disheveled as if he’s been running his fingers through it.

When Hoseok said he needed a doctor, he wasn’t only talking about a doctor for the injuries of his team. He wants a black market doctor. My stunned silence goes unnoticed by Hoseok. He raises his eyebrows and blinks at me slowly.

I scoff at my realization, crossing my arms and crossing my legs. I don’t miss Hosek’s eyes flickering down to my legs, watching the motion.

“We’ll split the pay 50-50. I will bring the jobs to you. You get to pick which ones you accept and which ones you deny. You schedule them, I’ll collect the payment.” He explains.

“I didn’t think my work here could get even more illegal,” I muttered.

Hoseok rolls his eyes, and I gawked at the action; I’m surprised to see him react in such a manner.

“Doc, I don’t think you understand the full scope of the work the guys and I do. I wouldn’t give you the details, but remember you found Jungkook with a bullet in his side.”

I leaned back in my seat, uncrossing my arms and lay my hands on my thigh.

“Oh trust me, I haven’t forgotten,” I say a bit louder.

We sat there in another short silence as Hoseok opened up the yellow folder that sat in front of him. He took out different sheets of paper and began scanning them briefly. I watched him closely, not sure what to think.

Unlike regular relationships, when you spend time around someone...you learn more about them. However, I don’t even know his birthday. He doesn’t share anything about himself, doesn’t talk much and likes to mess with me.

He finds the concept of soulmates laughable and thinks it makes people act stupidly. Yet, even with all that information...I know nothing at all. My heart hammers in my chest as I gaze at him, curious about just want kind of person he is.

What kind of person he is outside all this illegal work? What does he do in his free time? What does his laugh sound like? There has to be more to him than those cold eyes, and that mocking smirk.

“How long are you going to stare for?” He says, causing me to jump slightly. He doesn’t look up from the documents laid out on the table. I was too far away to see what the documents were, and I honestly wasn’t interested enough.

“Hoseok, may I ask you a question?” I say softly. When he doesn’t reply, I speak again.

“When’s your birthday?” The question took him by surprise. Or at least I think. He stopped his movements, sighing deeply and looking up at my twinkling eyes.

“My birthday?” It sounds like he wants to laugh at me. I nod, shrugging my shoulders.

“Yeah, why not?” I reply.

He stares at me for a moment before cooly saying, “February 18th.”

“Oh, you’re an Aquarius?” I chime, “Makes sense.”

“You believe in that stuff?”

“Yes I do, I mean it doesn’t hurt to believe.” He wordlessly looks back down at his documents, so I stand up from my seat, roaming around the big room once again. It wasn’t as messy as when I first arrived. There aren’t any guns out, the boards are clean and so are the desks.

I find myself near Hoseok, catching a glimpse at the papers he’s been looking at for so long. He still stood, ignoring the chair that was to his right.

I double-take, looking closer at the printed words the second time.

“Are these the surgery requests?” I ask. I looked over some of the papers. There’s kidney transplants and more. It says the patient's name, what the operation wanted is and the amount of money they are willing to pay.

My eyes grew wide at the numbers. Whoa. Why don’t these people just go to a hospital if they can afford this?

I almost forget about Hoseok who stands beside me now. He watches my reaction intently. I feign ignorance, hoping he’ll continue with what he was doing before. His cologne was filling my airways and the warmth radiating off him was addictive as always.

“Are you surprised?” He asked, looking from the paper in my hand to my face.

“Those are a lot of zeros. I wouldn’t even know what to do with this amount of money.” I speak truthfully, “If the procedure costs this much on the black market, surely these people can afford the regular ones at a hospital?”

I glance back up at Hoseok, only for a moment, and continue filing through the papers. Hoseok didn’t reply right away, leaving me to believe he didn’t know the answer. I looked up at him again, to speak again when he cut me off.

“Most of these are transplants doc. Some people don’t want to be on the waiting list for years.” Hoseok spoke softly, and I was surprised at how gentle his voice at that moment. But I realized later that he was waiting for me to put the pieces together.

My mouth formed an ‘O’ as I came to the realization. We sat in silence for a moment as I collected my thoughts. Black market organs...now I get it. Why am I surprised? This is a mafia organization I’m working for.

The dumbfounded look on my face must have been funny cause I heard something I’ve never heard before. A laugh...from Hoseok. It was more like a small chuckle but for the first time, it wasn’t sinister or mocking. My neck snapped up to see his hand covering his mouth slightly. His eyes were downcast as if he was holding back this whole time.

I gawked at him in surprise, almost hypnotized by the uncharacterized action.

“You’re so smart in the operation room, yet you’re so oblivious.” His laughter dies down quickly and before I know it, he is looking at the files once again. That same neutral facial expression returned to his face.

Did I just see a glimpse of something? I was stunned in silence for a moment and Hoseok didn’t notice, focusing on other things.

“I-I use all my brain cells during surgery,” I muttered mostly to myself. I was still stuck in a daze from what just happened that I almost didn’t hear the big double doors opening.

“Oh, the others are back,” I said matter of a fact, turning towards doors as the slowly opened. I managed to see Jungkook’s head pokes out, making eye contact with me right away.

His hair was a bit longer, disheveled and just all over the place. He was sweating profusely and breathing heavily. His eyes widen when he spotted me. I watched his eyes move to Hoseok who was behind me.

“Jungkook is everything ok--” My words were cut off as I was suddenly grabbed by the shoulders. Hoseok spun me around so I was facing him. My body stiffens, and I stared at him in surprise.

“W-what was that about?” I asked.

“Just keep your eyes on me,” Hoseok said plainly. He only held my gaze for a short moment before his attention flickered to something behind me. I heard the double doors opening wider and the shuffle of feet and other things.

“Are those guys?” I attempted to turn around, only for Hoseok to tighten his grip on my shoulders. I jolted, facing him again.

“Look forward, doc.” He repeated. My brows furrowed at his evasive behavior, watching his eyes follow something behind me.

“It’s something bad?” I assume. I took this time to asset the lack of distance between Hoseok and I. My line of vision without cranking my neck up is his collarbone and chest. His hands held my shoulders firmly.

If I tilted my head forward, my forehead would just barely lay on his chest. The few open buttons of his black dress shirt teased me, while the faint smell of his cologne tickles my senses. This man is so alluring. Even if he wasn’t my soulmate, I wouldn’t be able to take my eyes off him.

I think back to the small chuckle he emitted earlier and my heart was flying. I...I want to see more of him as a person. There has to be more to him than this nonchalant mafia persona. I stood there ogling this man with no shame.

“It’s not something you’d want to see doc.” He finally answers, looking down at me. He’s unaffected by our close proximity, and his unmoving hold told me the issue had yet to pass. He starts mouthing something to whoever was far behind me.

There was more shuffling, hushed voices, and footsteps.

“What is it?” I ask softly, “Drugs?” He ignores me.

“Weapons?” I probe in a joking manner.

“Are you gonna torture someone for information like in the movies?” That is what broke his attention from the situation behind me. The short shift in his gaze was enough. The almost worried look in his dark eyes was all I needed.

“Oh wow,” I exhale, my shoulders tensing up a bit.

“You seem to forget just what my line of work is.” He says. The hold on my shoulders loosen, but he doesn’t let go of me just yet. A small sigh leaves his lips and his regular straight face is back.

“I forget just how real your job is at times.” I correct him. His hands fall from my shoulders and he raises an eyebrow at me.

“If you see too much you’ll get scared and runoff.” He almost challenged, now turning his back to me. He walks towards the blank whiteboard, and I follow close behind. I glance behind me, finding the space just as empty as earlier.

I turn back to Hoseok, who now had a dry erase marker in his hand. He stares that the board for a moment, before stretching his arm up and writing. I wasn’t minding whatever he was writing. I am currently trying to take control of the intense throbbing of my heart.

I unconsciously place my hand over my chest, taking a deep breath while my eyes stayed trained on his broad back. My stomach flipped slightly and though his actions are always cold...I feel warmth.

This can’t be one-sided right? Am I really the only one feeling like this.

“Hyung, what have you done to have Y/n giving you heart eyes like that?” I heard Jungkook shout from behind me. I drop my hand from my chest and spin around to see that rather than being behind me, Jungkook stood to my farther right with Yoongi beside him. Their clothes were wrinkled and all over the place. Yoongi held his side, pressing hard on it while he gritted his teeth.

I looked back at Hoseok who continued to write on the whiteboard.

“Heart eyes?” Hoseok muttered, not looking away from the board.

“I think Jungkook got too beat up and is seeing things.” I deny and turn to Jungkook, “We’ll examine your head too, Kook.” I started to make my way towards the two men, giving both of them a quick scan.

Cuts, bruises, and blood-stained clothing. I ignore my thoughts on whether that blood was theirs or not. I looked closer at Yoongi, now seeing the blood that was leaking through his pressed fingers.

“Is it a bullet wound?” I tried to sound calm, not wanting to freak out the docile man who gazed at me.

“A knife grazed me. It didn’t cut too deep, it just stings a lot.” He explained. I nodded, and started towards my “office” opening and holding the door for Jungkook and Yoongi. I let the door close behind them and swiftly went to the sink. I washed my hands, put on gloves and grabbed some already disinfected tools. Yoongi sat up on one of the patient's tables and stripped off his shirt. The cut wasn’t too deep, but certainly deeper than he thought.

I began to work, disinfecting the wound and grabbing needle and thread for stitches.

“Noona,,” Jungkook called, standing beside me. I hummed in response, focusing on the stitches.

Jungkook doesn’t speak again for a while, but I didn’t ask him to continue. He was probably waiting for me to finish up Yoongi’s stitches because the moment I finished; he inhaled deeply to speak.

“Noona?” He calls again. Both Yoongi and I turn to look at him. He nervously bites his lip, fidgeting his fingers and looks at Yoongi for what seems like support.

“Yah, Kook spit it out already.” Yoongi urges.

“You actually...like Hoseok hyung?” He finally spits out. I stare at him as if I was a slow computer processing his words. Yoongi was also watching me and I felt thrown off by his question.

“I…” I trail off.

Do I like Hoseok? And once again, my heart beats in my ears and the flips in my stomach remained.

“I don’t know if it’s the whole soulmate thing blinding me but... I can’t seem to hate him?” I laugh at myself in disbelief.

“I see the flaws, I see this mean, cold and distant man but I can’t seem to hate him.” I finish. The silence that follows wasn’t encouraging.

I watch as Yoongi hisses and scrunched his face up in annoyance. He rubs the bridge of his nose before speaking.

“Y/n, what was that? You did all that talking but didn’t answer the question. Do you like him?” Yoongi’s crude tone almost takes me off guard.

“Y-yes?” I answer in a shakily tone.

I remove my gloves and turned my body towards Jungkook who was thinking of what to say. He runs his fingers through his wavy black hair and leaned forward.

“I’ve never seen Boss date anymore, let alone be in a relationship but...I personally like you for him.” Jungkook confesses, “Boss is all about his work, and I like the thought him...not being alone.”

“I don’t hate the idea of Hoseok being less alone either,” Yoongi mumbled under his breath. When he meets my eyes, he speaks louder.

“You’re a pretty cool person.” Yoongi shows a tight smile. I return the smile, feeling a happy feeling bubbling within me. Yoongi hasn’t spoken to me much and I don’t know anything about him, yet that one comment meant a lot to me.

“Thank you for that,” I said with a smile, but my tone was far from joyful. I stand up and walk across the room to dispose of the gloves.

“So I want to keep pushing! Don’t give up on him! Because Boss is all about not letting people see him sweat! You gotta be aggressive with him!” Jungkook makes a fist waves it in front of his face.

Yoongi slips off the patient table and throws on the same bloodied shirt while Jungkook moves and takes his place. I grab another pair of gloves, knowing I’ll be treating minor cuts.

I lean on the counter, still across the room from the two men. Yoongi makes his way to the door, stopping with his hand on the doorknob. I grab my tools and move to Jungkook no longer paying attention to Yoongi.

It isn’t till he speaks that I realize he’s still in the room.

“Y/n,” He says. My neck snaps his way, watching him scratch his head in thought.

“I’m gonna say it now, so you don’t hear it later and get hurt.”

My brows furrow and I’m now paying attention keenly to the gentle yet intimidating dude speaking to me. His black hair was covering his eyebrows and he gazed at me with his head tilted to the side.

“A lot of us are surprised Hoseok is even keeping you around this long.”

I don’t miss Jungkook’s small nod in agreeance.

“Really?”

“You’re not only his soulmate, but you’re also a doctor. The irony of it all.”

I raise an eyebrow, “The irony?”

Yoongi’s mouth makes a small ‘o’. He mumbled something to himself and looks over at Jungkook as if asking a question. I look over at Jungkook to see him shaking his head slowly.

Yoongi takes a deep breath and shrugs as if to say, fuck it.

“You don’t know? Hoseok despises two things. Soulmates and Doctor, you just happen to be both.”

I try to ignore the way my heart drops a bit.

“How can he hate doctors? He’s an investor for a hospital?” My tone comes out irritate and almost annoyed.

“Hoseok has his reasons, but we’re all rooting for you even if we don’t say it.” With that Yoongi opens the door and makes his way out.

After that, I patch Jungkook up quietly, not having anything to say. Jungkook watches me keenly, his big doe eyes glint with curiosity, eagerness? I finish up cleaning the minor cuts and bandaging them up.

“You know I’ve know Boss since I was 15?” Jungkook’s attempt to start a conversation doesn’t go unnoticed. I look up at him from under my eyelashes, adjusting my seating on the stool.

“Is that so? What was he like?” I’m gathering my tools and items as he speaks.

Jungkook shrugs, “The same as now, but he smiled a bit more back then.”

“Does he smile even now? So you met him at school?”

“Nope.” Jungkook’s says with a pop of the P, “His parents...knew my parents.”

“Oh, I see! That’s cool!” I hesitate with my next words, “Tell me about your family. What are your parents like?”

He’s silent.

“Okay, well what about Hoseok’s parents? What do they do?” He’s silent again. I glance up at him and his eyes are sad.

“I-I..” He stutters, “...well Hoseok’s parents--”

“Jungkook!” A voice booms in. We both turn our heads to see Hoseok leaning against the frame of the door. His arms were crossed over his chest and his hair was messy. Though he was speaking to Jungkook, his piercing gaze was on me.

“Don’t you think you’re being a bit too chatty these days?” He hisses. He walks into the room and shoves his hands into the pockets of his dress pants. He keeps his head down as he slowly walks into the room. He seems to be thinking, taking slow and choppy steps into my office.

“Y/n, I thought you said you’re not one to ask such questions...what happened to your need-to-know attitude?” He stops about 2 feet from me and finally looks up from the ground and down at me.

I stand up from my seat, “I was trying to--”

“You were trying to get some information on me, that’s what you were trying to do.” His tone was accusing but quiet. He seemed more annoyed than angry.

“You’re right,” I snap back, “That’s exactly what I was trying to do! I wanted to know something about you, learn something about you! You barely wanted to tell me your birthday for fuck sakes.”

He ignores my reply and looks over at Jungkook, “Once you’re patched up, come see me in the blue room, you know what has to be done.” His gaze shifts over to me and his brows furrow. I thought he was going to acknowledge my previous words.

Instead, he looks me up and down before he casually speaks, “There’s been an issue with your assistant, so find one yourself. That’ll be your job for the week. Make sure it's someone you trust cause if they fail to follow my rules...I won’t be so kind.”

“If you’ve kind this whole time then I’m fucked. I don’t want to see you being rude.” I jeer.

“Be back here in 3 days.” He demands.

I roll my eyes and turn my back to him, “Of course! I’m ignored again.”

I walk back to the sink and peel off my gloves. I turn around just in time to see Hoseok’s back as he strides out the room.

“Be aggressive noona!” Jungkook whisper-yells, “Boss doesn’t dislike you personally, I know that much.”

I show Jungkook a weary smile but don’t speak any further.

“He called you part of the team,” Jungkook adds. His voice is gentle this time, only a little bit above a whisper.

“That’s a big deal noona. If Boss is anything, he’s loyal. He’s gonna look out for you...I know that much. Just stop putting your expectations of a soulmate on him and see him as he is. That’s the first step.”

“I didn’t realize you were so interested in Hoseok and I’s nonexistent relationship.” I snicker as I speak, making my way back to Jungkook as he hopped off the patient’s table.

He flashes his famous bunny smile, his bubbling joy, and positivity causes me to smile back.

He shrugs cutely, his ears turning red, “I think meeting you is something good. We could all use some serendipity around here.”

Still cheesing, Jungkook heads towards the door, “Let me know when you’re ready to go home, I’ll drive you home. The guys and I have a long night ahead of us.”

I giggle, “Got some people to torture and interrogate?”

Jungkook gawks at me, resembling a surprised toddler at that moment.

“Boss told you? That’s really trusting of him.” He answers seriously.

My smile drops, “Kook...I was just joking.”

Jungkook chuckles nervously, shaking his head to move his hair from his face, “I was joking too.” With wide eyes, he turns around and quickly leaves the room.

I’ll just let myself believe he was joking.

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elysianecho · 5 years ago

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The Meeting: An Excerpt

Summary: Roxy found Bucky. She doesn’t tell anyone. Not even Steve.

Pairing: Bucky x OC (platonic) Steve x OC (established and from afar)

Warnings: Some angst, some fluff, descriptions of a panic attack, brief mentions of blood, hallucinations, and a fender bender, PTSD and memory issues. Guilt. (I think that’s it?)

Word count: 5900~

A/N: So I’ve been working on a Steve x OC fic for a while, and I had this idea and really wanted to write the interaction with these two and then it ran away from me.

OC is Roxana Mercer. Born with wings and the power of lighting.

Here goes!

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“No, no...Ah--” Roxy tried saying the word again, but still received the same hand waving and the same angry phrase. The older woman behind the booth clearly frustrated with this apparent dumb American. Roxy rubbed her hands down her face and took a deep breath. She would not lose her cool with this woman. She would not.

Roxy went to open the translating application when a smooth voice came ringing through the chaos. The man talked with the vendor for a moment before chuckling to himself and turning vivid blue eyes to Roxy.

“She’s been trying to let you know she doesn’t have pineapples as they are out of season and hard to come by,” he said, still grinning. “What were you trying to ask for?”

“Not pineapples. How on earth did I-- nevermind,” Roxy shook her head and looked back to the brunet, “I was asking if she had red apples; all I see are green.”

He nodded and turned once more to the lady. His voice was almost velvet to Roxy’s ears, in stark contrast to the shoulder-length hair, rough stubble on his face, and faded cap. Not to mention his jacket and jeans looked like they had seen better days. In just a few moments, he’d managed to defuse the tense situation and even had the lady giggling as she playfully swatted his arm. She even smiled at Roxy and, according to the translator, apologized for being rude.

The stories were true. Bucky Barnes could charm the pants off just about anyone.

In the end, Roxy had her apples and everyone was breathing a little easier. She stepped away from the booth and her new translator followed suit.

“American, huh?”

“That obvious?”

“Eh,” he tilted his head and smiled, “Your accent wasn’t bad, but from what I heard you need to work on sentence structure. And maybe get the right word.”

Roxy hung her head and nodded. He assured her that with practice she’d be a professional in no time at all. He stood with one hand in his jacket pocket and pointed out some good vendors in the open market, the best in his opinion, most of his weight on one foot and shoulders relaxed. Eyes that were constantly watching their surroundings, crinkled at the corners when he smiled at Roxy. She couldn't help but return the smile.

“Well thank you very much, Mr.--?" Roxy said, holding out her hand. He took a breath and his smile became tight before he shook her hand.

“Just call me Bucky."

“It's nice to meet you, I'm Roxy. Now, if I'm not mistaken, that's a very American accent you got there, Bucky," Roxy said, he hung his head slightly, still grinning.

“Yeah, I'm a transplant. What about you? What brings a lovely dame like yourself to Romania?” he asked. Roxy raised an eyebrow. Oh, this was going to be very interesting.

Five weeks of trying to get him to talk to her. Five weeks of showing him she was not a threat. Five weeks, three times she lost him in the city, four times he threatened her and one time she believed him. One panic attack in the park.

She was fine. Perfectly fine taking pictures of dew on grass, moss on rocks, and one grumpy ex-assassin petting a dog with the biggest grin on his face. She watched as Bucky threw a stick and the scruffy stray bounded after it. She listened as he called the dog a good boy and threw it again.

In her five weeks there she’d seen him be the sweetest customer to vendors and shop owners, effectively terrify three middle school boys from picking on a classmate, and feeding and loving every stray animal in the city. She’d approached him several times and he seemed mostly tolerant of her presence. He hadn’t left the country yet. Some of their conversations were just small talk, twice she’d begged him to translate for her, and some were harsh. Those were the ones where she had tried to get him to open up to her; she talked about Steve, the Commandos, never Hydra. Some days he smiled in remembrance, but never divulged anything on the topics, other days he struggled to understand what she was talking about and told her to fuck off.

Now she was giving him space. It had been ten days since she spoke to him; she had been playing tourist and hadn’t even followed him around. She was surprised to see him at the park that day but decided to get some good pictures of him before going back to her macro shots. A yelp and apologies broke her concentration on a beetle and she saw Bucky helping a lady up and getting a handle on the dog. He threw the stick in another direction before apologizing again and blushing when the lady winked at him as she went on her way. Roxy quickly adjusted her settings and zoomed in on the bashful face of Bucky Barnes. That was definitely one she would show Steve later.

She lowered her camera as a wave of nausea swept over her.

Steve.

Her heart ached and she took a deep breath. It had been five weeks since she’d seen him.

Since she’d lied to him.

She pursed her lips and willed herself not to cry at the thought of it all. Steve, Sam, Roxy, and Natasha had all been working on finding Bucky. Roxy was the one who found a good lead and kept it to herself. She’d scoped it out and by pure happenstance, he had appeared. The story was that the lead was ages cold, but she’d found clues to a suspected Hydra ring and was going undercover to get more information before the team came in guns blazing. Solo. No details. Limited communication. No one liked the idea; even Nat had offered to be backup, but Roxy knew that if anyone else came along, Bucky would run and they would be left at square one.

A scream erupted, tires squealed, and metal crunched against metal. A horn blared and the smell of smoke filled the air. Roxy jerked her head up, adrenaline rushing, ready to fight, but when she saw the tall blond fall out of the car, catching himself and looking her dead in the eyes, everything in her turned to ice.

Steve.

Blood poured down his face onto his shirt. His eyes wide, disoriented and betrayed as an onlooker made to help him up off the concrete. She could barely make out what he was saying: why did you lie to me?

One hand grabbed her shoulder and another forced her to look into steely blue eyes. No green; not Steve’s. Roxy looked back to the accident to see a tall blond man talking to the woman he had rear-ended, but it was not Steve. There was no blood, no betrayal. Then why did her chest hurt?

“Roxy, look at me. Breathe.”

She looked up to the steel-blue eyes again and found concern. Why was Bucky so worried? What scared this gentle puppy?

“Roxy!”

Her voice wouldn’t work. The air around her buzzed and her lungs felt like they were in a vice. Bucky jerked his hand away from her face with a hiss.

Oh.

The breath she took came as a sob. And more followed. Her hands found her camera as she sank to the ground. Bucky moved it to the side and waved someone off.

“We’re okay. Anxiety attack, she’s gonna be okay,” he said to the person before turning back to Roxy, “You’re gonna be okay, doll, c’mon. Just breathe, that’s it.”

She wanted to laugh. The Winter Soldier was helping someone come down from a panic attack and called her ‘doll’. Good Lord. Her mind seemed to catch up before her body did. She coughed and slowed her breathing down. It was another minute of steady breathing before she realized he was rubbing her back and had moved her hair to the side. Roxy sniffed and wiped her face on her jacket sleeve. She grimaced.

“Well, that’s attractive,” she muttered. Bucky chuckled.

“C’mon. Let’s get you cleaned up, Mercer,” he said, grabbing her camera as he stood and extending a hand. She raised an eyebrow and took his hand. She didn’t remember telling him her last name. He raised an eyebrow back at her and smirked.

“You really think I haven’t done my own recon? I just wanted to see how long you were going to stick it out,” he said, handing over her camera. Roxy nodded as she inspected her equipment to find minimal scratching on the DSL screen; the lens seemed fine.

He started to walk and she followed, wiping tears away with her clean sleeve. Roxy didn’t really notice where he was leading her until she heard the rattling of keys and the creak of the door as he stepped aside so she could enter. She did.

The Winter Soldier let some girl who had been tailing him into his home because she had a panic attack.

What?

Bucky moved some books and newspapers off the couch and offered her a seat. He gave her a water bottle from his fridge and a box of tissues. She blew her nose as he sat down on the other end of the couch. She took a drink once her nose was clear and her face was dry. Silence hung overhead in the apartment and made it feel even smaller. Roxy jolted when she heard a chuckle beside her.

“What?” she asked, looking at the smirking man beside her.

“I know this isn’t the best couch in the world, but you can at least try to relax,” he said, scratching at his growing beard, “If I was gonna kill you, I would’ve done it the day you said ‘I’m here to help’.”

Roxy scooted back from the edge and leaned into the couch. Her body felt like it was on high alert, ready to attack, defend, whatever was needed. But as she looked at Bucky sit with his back against the couch arm, one leg bent leaning on the backrest, and hands clasped on his stomach, she just shook her head. This man was something else.

“So why didn’t you?”

His eyes narrowed slightly and he pursed his lips. Fingers tapped on the back of his metal hand as he thought to himself. Roxy could see the wheels turning behind his eyes. His chest rose as he took a deep breath.

“I don’t do that anymore. And because I think…” he took another breath, jaw set, and continued, “I think I do need help.”

Roxy turned to face him fully.

“Where d’you wanna start?”

~~~~~

“Wait, wait, wait...”

Roxy stopped shredding the chicken and turned to Bucky who opened a can of soup and dumped it into the bowl. He just grinned.

“You mean to tell me that Steven Rogers had that voice before the serum?” she asked. He just chuckled and nodded as he dumped frozen peas in the bowl.

“His voice stopped cracking before mine did. I was so mad. Imagine-” he turned to her, leaning a hip on the counter, “a voice fit for a linebacker coming out of a kid who looked like he would fall over if a strong breeze came through, and me at 18, trying to get a date with a dame and my voice cracks.”

Roxy slid down and leaned against the cabinets in the tiny kitchen, unable to control her laughter at the thought of it all. Bucky laughed along with her, but pulled her up after she wiped her tears away. The casserole would never be done otherwise.

Moments like this had become more frequent in recent weeks. Roxy had rented an apartment adjacent to Bucky’s so she could be available if he needed her. She’d been in Romania for almost four months and progress with Bucky’s memories had been slow but improving. He had been keeping journals and sketchbooks before Roxy had shown up and, after a couple of weeks of talking, he’d felt comfortable enough to share them with her. She had explained at the beginning of it all that she was not a trained therapist or psychologist in any way. She just wanted to be a friend. Thankfully, he accepted her offer.

Roxy had contacted Rhodey and told him there was an enhanced Hydra operative that wanted out. She asked how she could build a case for him in case they came back and the gracious U.S. government wanted to lock him up. He hadn’t seemed too confident about the scenario but gave her a few pointers anyway. The team still thought she was undercover. Communication was scarce and guilt had started to eat at her resolve like acid.

As much as she had been there for Bucky, he had been there for her as well. Nightmares plagued her and once he had to forcefully wake her before she caught the building on fire. She had woken up several times to hear yelling from his apartment. Needless to say, the neighbors loved them.

“My Lord, I would have died. He was such a cutie!” she said, finally putting the completed concoction into the oven. Bucky laughed.

“He would’ve died if you’d said that to him,” he said, shaking his head. He grabbed the bowl and utensils, put them in the sink, and pushed up his sleeves. “He was always hopeless with women.”

“He’s still hopeless. I called him ‘cutie’ once and he turned red and could not function for a solid minute,” Roxy said, setting a timer on her phone. Bucky dropped his head and muttered something about being a dope.

“The best part of it-” she giggled, “-we were in the middle of a raid. Pretty sure he got punched in the face, too.”

Roxy’s face was starting to hurt from all the grinning, but when Bucky threw his head back and clapped a hand to his chest, she had to laugh with him. Her phone rang in her hand and she had to wipe tears away to see the name. Her heart leaped.

“Hey, I’m gonna take this, okay?” she said, putting a hand on Bucky’s shoulder. His laughter had died down to giggling, Bucky Barnes giggled, and he nodded and waved her on. She answered as she closed the door to her friend’s apartment.

“Hey, hot stuff, how are ya?” she said. She went into her apartment and flopped on the couch. She didn’t hear a response for a moment and was about to say something when she heard a deep sigh.

“Hey, babe…”

“Steve? What’s up? You sound upset,” she said, as she grabbed a pillow and hugged it to her chest. Her nerves started bubbling up again. Had he found out where she was? She rifled through her mental files and found her prepared speech. Why she didn’t say anything before now, why she didn’t want to tell anyone else exactly what Bucky’s been going through, please don’t be mad. She heard another sigh.

“It’s...ugh, it’s Ross. And Tony and Nat, of all people. And Peg--” he took a shaky breath before he continued, “Rox…”

“When d’you need me?” she said.

Roxy knew that meeting with him for even a few hours would be dangerous for the mission. She knew that if Steve heard she found Bucky he would demand to see him. Bucky wasn’t ready. Roxy’s case for him was growing daily and she felt confident that, with some actual legal help, he would be accepted again. Maybe even join the team. She hadn’t mentioned going back to America yet; Bucky was still not ready.

Roxy agreed to meet in London and got her plane ticket at that moment. ‘I miss you’s’ were exchanged, and then Steve was called away by Sam in the background. Roxy let her hand fall to her side and sank further into her couch.

She hadn’t gotten any details really about what Ross was going on about or what happened with Peggy, but something in Steve’s voice made her heart ache. If Ross was involved it had to be big. And for Steve to sound like that… Roxy texted Nat and asked if she knew anything on the matter; she didn’t know anything about Peggy either. Her alarm went off for the casserole. She took a deep breath and went back over to find Bucky getting the dish out of the oven.

“Heard ya comin’,” he said, setting it down on the stove. He turned to Roxy, but the smile he had fell. “What’s wrong?”

“I don’t know,” she said, “Something not good. I have to go to London for a few days, Buck. I know this is short notice, but Steve’s not doing good and I-- I want to be there for him.”

“Alright. Your boyfriend, Steve, right?” Bucky said as he threw a dish towel over his shoulder. He got plates down and silverware was ready on the counter. “I think I used to know a guy named Steve. You ever get that feeling?” he asked, turning around.

Roxy’s eyes were on the couch. She was trying to swallow the guilt, the worry, the exhaustion. This happened. They would be talking about Bucky’s past, the conversation would lull or one of them would leave the room for a moment and he would only remember parts of the information given to him.

“I forgot again, didn’t I?”

Roxy looked up at him. He leaned on the island, his arms crossed, his face neutral, but his eyes were troubled. His breathing was controlled and he swallowed once. She shook her head.

“It’s okay,” she said. She walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his metal one, he only tensed for a moment. “Is it okay if we watch something mindless? Like Three Stooges or something? I think we both need a break.” She was grateful for the chuckle she received.

“TV’s in your room. It’s up to you, Rox,” he said, “But you gotta make a decision soon, I’m starving. Look at me, I’m withering away!” He let his body go slack while Roxy still had her arms around his and nearly pulled her down. She just giggled and shoved him. He raised an eyebrow in challenge.

“Oh, you wanna fight? Fine, I’ll just take this whole thing to my place,” Roxy said. She made to grab the dish but was blocked by Bucky who started scooping his portion onto his plate. She just chuckled and waited her turn, but had to physically shove him out of the way so she could get at the casserole before he claimed it all for himself.

The earlier part of the day was spent in laughter and the end of the day was spent just the same. Threes Stooges turned into Abbott and Costello and that somehow turned into both RED movies, with Bucky and Roxy both critiquing the action in the movies.

The next day was not so happy.

Roxy had packed everything she needed for her trip, went over her mental list five more times, grabbed her keys, and went to Bucky’s apartment. He always locked his door even if he was home, so they had given each other a key to use. They both had gotten used to letting themselves in, so Roxy did just that.

Bucky sat on the couch in just jeans and still damp hair in a small bun. He traced his scarred shoulder with his right hand and was flipping a combat knife with the other. He stared straight ahead; brow slightly furrowed and he chewed on his bottom lip.

Roxy stood in the alcove of the door and watched him for a moment. He hadn’t noticed her and she was debating on whether she should leave him be or talk to him. He scowled. He bit his lip so hard she thought he made it bleed. He dragged a nail down a scar with so much pressure it left a glaring white line.

“Bucky.”

He blinked.

The knife stalled in his hand and he swallowed hard. Roxy slowly moved toward him, watching his facial expressions morph rapidly. She ghosted her hand over his metal arm and, with the lightest touch, ran her hand down to where he had stopped the knife. He let her take it.

“Why do I remember you?”

Roxy set the knife on the table and looked at him. He didn’t look at her. She saw the dark circles under glassy eyes and the red marks on his neck where he’d been scratching. His right hand had stilled, but his left was clenching and unclenching.

“I barely remembered my name this morning, but I know you,” he said, swallowing again. “Why do I remember you?”

“I don’t know,” Roxy said, hopping up on the table. He glanced at her before scowling at the floor.

“It could be because I’m new and your brain is processing newer information better than old. It could be because I see you every day and having a constant is usually comforting. Maybe it’s the fact that I’m the one asking you to remember. And seeing me causes you to think about your memories, good or bad,” she said, still watching Bucky’s face. He had pulled his right knee up and was biting his thumbnail, brows still drawn together.

“Maybe I’m just that annoying.”

He scoffed, but his brow unknit itself and he rubbed his eyes.

“Don't give yourself so much credit," he said, dropping his hands to his lap. His shoulders relaxed slightly and Roxy took it as a sign that he had come out of whatever funk he'd been in. Or was coming out of it at least.

“Alright," Roxy said, as she stood and moved to him again. She smacked his raised knee.

“C'mon, we gotta go grocery shopping. You are in desperate need of more than just peanut butter bars," she said, “You do have to put clothes on, though, I don't wanna fight every female in Bucharest."

“I don't wanna," Bucky mumbled, head down and picking at his fingernails. Roxy raised an eyebrow.

“Don't want to put clothes on? You literally just need a shirt-"

“I don't wanna go...out," he said.

“Tough cookies, you gotta," she said, smacking his knee again. He lowered it and sank deeper into the couch, a pout forming on his face. “C'mon, Buckaroo, you need provisions."

“I've got stuff…"

“Yeah," Roxy scoffed, “Enough to last tonight. Dude, it’s Tuesday. It’s grocery day.”

Somehow Bucky managed to sink even lower into the couch cushion. Roxy sighed and rubbed her forehead.

“Fine, break your routine. You can have whatever’s in my fridge when you want it. I’ve got some hamburger that needs--”

“I’m not taking your food!”

Roxy blinked at the volume change. Bucky looked at her like she had grown seven other heads.

“I’m not gonna be here for, like, three days. At least. It needs to be eaten or it’s just going to go to waste.” Bucky’s face scrunched at that, and his mouth pulled into an exaggerated frown. Roxy knew she had him.

“But you need it more than I do--”

“Ha! You eat, like, three times as much as I do!”

“You callin’ me fat, Mercer?”

“I’m callin’ you a glutton.”

“I am not a glutton! And you need it more than me, you’re smaller…”

As Bucky’s voice died, his eyes glazed over and he seemed to look through her. It sent a small shiver down her spine, and she took a half-step back. He licked his lips and a rage that Roxy had only seen once before filled his eyes.

“I leave him alone for five fucking minutes--”

And then he was standing.

Roxy took another step back at the sudden movement. Her fingertips sparked and her spine tingled with another, more violent, shiver but she knew the rage was not directed at her. She took a steadying breath through her nose. Bucky’s eyes flickered between hers before looking above and behind her as he raised a hand and splayed his fingers out.

“Five fucking minutes and he’s part of some crazy science experiment because he wants to prove himself. To himself,” he scoffed and shook his head, “I knew I shoulda got him a leash before I left, I knew it. Cause he’s so damn full of ‘fight me’.”

Bucky shook his head again and marched into the kitchen. He yanked a notebook off the shelf and a bag of chips were thrown to the floor. He slammed it open on the counter and grabbed the pen inside, but threw his left elbow back as if he hit someone.

“Fuck off, Morita, you have no idea what that little shit put me through,” he scribbled as fast as his hand would let him. “Gonna get him a chain out of fuckin’ vibranium…”

Roxy could only watch as he continued to mutter to himself and furiously write what was happening to him. She had witnessed this once before, but that time had been about Peggy putting the whole team to shame with one-armed push-ups, and ‘Steve’s subsequent swooning’ as he put it.

Roxy took another breath and unclenched her fists; when she’d done that she didn’t know. Her vision blurred with tears and she blinked them back. She had watched him struggle with this for nearly three months. It had been two years since the fall of SHIELD. Since Bucky pulled Steve from the river after giving him a beating that landed him in the hospital. Two years Bucky had to watch and feel and write what was happening in front of his eyes that no one else could see.

Bucky had admitted to her that he hadn’t left Romania after her introduction because he knew he needed help. He just didn’t want to ask.

Roxy watched as the muttering and scribbling slowed to a stop and he braced his hands on the counter, his shoulders still tense and head lowered. He jerked his head around when she sniffed involuntarily. Her face was contorted as she tried to hold everything in, but when she saw Bucky’s worried face she ran to him and wrapped her arms around him.

As much as he had been through, as much as Hydra had done to him, he never stopped to be truly concerned with his own wellbeing. Roxy couldn’t help but wonder what James Barnes was made of because he had one of the biggest hearts she had ever seen.

Bucky held her and smoothed her hair down as she cried into his chest. Her heart ached for him. She wanted him to be able to sleep without night terrors plaguing him. She wanted him to see Steve and recognize the man that he had influenced so much. She wanted them to meet and be truly happy again.

She was so tired of watching her friends suffer.

Roxy felt Bucky kiss the top of her head as she calmed down and she smiled. What a dork. She sniffed and apologized as she backed away from him. He kept one hand on her shoulder and raised an eyebrow.

“You still need to eat that hamburger in my fridge.”

Bucky never went to the grocery store. Instead, when he heard Roxy was leaving that afternoon he went into full-blown ‘mama bear’ mode. Roxy was not prepared.

He went through her bags, much to her ignored protest, and added things to her luggage. Snacks, mostly. He went through a list of his own about weapons, where to hide them, and what they should be made out of to pass through a metal detector unnoticed. Roxy had to go behind him and remove three pocket knives (which he knew would be fine on the plane), the pistol she kept under her bed, and ten plastic knives in five different places (“Because no one’s going to question plastic knives,” Bucky said. He just put two in at a time and forgot about the others).

As she was running around undoing all his extra packing, he talked to her about how to “watch your surroundings, try not to walk alone if you can help it, you’re meeting your boyfriend, right? Take him everywhere. You packed your cute underwear, right? Make sure you use protection. Do you have any? You may want to buy some when you get there--”

Roxy had zipped up her suitcase and hauled it off the bed only to drop it on her feet. She knew her face had to be blood red as she whipped her head around to Bucky who sat on her dresser, arms crossed and kicking his feet. She just gaped at him as he blinked at her.

“What?” he said, “Don’t tell me you two haven’t done it yet. You’ve been dating, what, almost two years?”

“That doesn’t matter!” she said, her voice squeaking, “And that’s none of your business, James!”

He leaned toward her, tilted his head, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

“My God, you haven’t…”

“I--that’s--it’s a choice! One that neither of us have made yet…” she said. Her face and neck felt like they were on fire as she tried to move the suitcase. It slipped again.

“Tell me you’ve at least done something physical with him?” he said, searching her face.

“That’s none of your business!” Her voice raised almost two full octaves as she twirled to face him again in what she hoped was righteous fury, but her eyes felt wide as saucers. He merely nodded and smirked at her.

“Okay, you have, that’s good. At least you two aren’t completely hopeless,” he said, shaking his head.

“First: what makes you think people need to be sexually active to make a relationship work?” she asked, crossing her arms and jutting out a hip, “Second: I didn’t tell you--”

“Down and to the right, Birdie, you were remembering something,” he said, with a devilish grin on his face, “And I never said anything about needing to be sexually active, I’m merely suggesting that it might be good for you.”

Roxy rolled her eyes and huffed at him. He giggled.

“Besides, I’ve never seen you go that red. Whatever you thought of had to be good.”

“Get out!”

He laughed as she threw her pillow at him. The fire in her blood came back with a vengeance at his words and she chased him out the door. He took the stairs three at a time and shut his door so quick that it almost came off the hinges, but she could still hear him laugh after she shut her own door. Roxy turned and huffed again, going to her suitcase and setting it by the door. She threw her phone charger into her backpack.

She would be lying if she wasn’t looking forward to having Steve’s hands on her again; to feel his warmth. A hug, a kiss, holding his hand, his hands in her hair, his nails scratching lightly on her thighs, his teeth on her neck…

Roxy shook her head like a cat, her hair flying a bit, and hid behind her hands. Even though Bucky was no longer in the room to see her self-induced embarrassment, she could feel that he was still laughing. The jerk.

After she composed herself and finished packing her carry-on, she texted Bucky and asked if he was still going with her to the airport. She threw on a jacket, wrapped her scarf around her neck, and turned to see Bucky leaning against her door frame eating a granola bar.

Roxy jerked and reached to her thigh where her gun should have been. Bucky just smirked.

“I thought you were supposed to be an Avenger. What did I tell you about paying attention to your surroundings?” Bucky said, gesturing to her with his snack. She made a mocking face, grabbed her backpack, and stuck her tongue out at him as he grabbed her suitcase.

They caught a bus to the airport and Bucky was not happy about leaving her at the door, but Roxy insisted. He shoved his hands in his coat pockets, his shoulders were raised, and his mouth was twisted in an attempt to pout. The two stood by the bus doors while people were filing off, Bucky’s eyes were darting around at all the people and it was Roxy’s turn to be ‘mama bear’.

“Please, Buck, if you need to talk, text me first and the second I can I’ll call you. If it’s an emergency, call. Don’t hesitate. Just call me. I don’t care what time it is. If anything changes, I’ll call you. Please eat whatever you want from my fridge; again, it’s just gonna go bad if you don’t. And don’t forget you’ve got that job on Thursday, do you want me to text and remind yo--”

“Oh my God, Roxy, my memory may suck, but I’m pretty sure you’re not my mother,” Bucky said, holding a hand out to stop her tirade. She blinked at him, mouth slightly open and phone in her hand to set a reminder. A smile grew on her face and she hung her head.

“No, but I think I’m turning into mine,” she sighed and put her phone up, “Gah, I’m gettin’ old. Don’t scoff, I know exactly what I’m saying. Now shut up and hug me, Grumpy.”

Bucky tensed slightly when she hugged him, but relaxed quickly and gave her a squeeze that lifted her off the ground. Roxy smiled. He had gotten so much better with physical affection. Or affection of any kind, really. When they started this journey, Bucky was hesitant about receiving hugs or playful smacks on the shoulder. Giving such affection was another story entirely.

Bucky Barnes was a hugger.

And he gave solid hugs, too. Spine-cracking, soul-repairing, big-brother, ‘best-sleep-you-ever-got-with-a-cold’ hugs. He understood that hugs needed to last more than the typical two-second hug received in most greetings.

Roxy loved his hugs. His hugs reminded her of Tony’s hugs and she desperately missed her brother and all her friends. Once she pushed through the anxiety of not really knowing what she was walking into, she buzzed with excitement that she would see her friends again. If only for a moment.

Bucky put her down and ruffled her hair. Big brother indeed.

“Be careful, Bird,” he said as she stepped back from him. She smiled.

“I will, ya big softie,” she said. She slung her backpack on her shoulder and grabbed the handle of her suitcase, “Be back in a couple days, Buck.”

Roxy shot him one last smile and made it to the front doors before his voice boomed over the cacophony of the airport:

“Don’t forget the condoms!”

She stopped dead in her tracks, closed her eyes and took a deep breath. It was too late. People knew who he was talking to just by her reaction. The fact that she reacted. And the fact that her face felt like it was on fire was a good sign she was blushing like an idiot. She did not turn to see if Bucky was still standing there, grinning like the devil he was. She marched on and tried to focus on finding her plane.

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Alopecia Market Outlook, Competitive Strategies Analysis and Forecast till 2025

July 27, 2021: Global Alopecia Market is expected to reach USD 11.8 billion by 2024. Alopecia is also termed as baldness or hair loss is a medical term that mainly affects the scalp or may occur on any hair-bearing skin. It may occur naturally, or due to disease or side effects of medications. Alopecia is not a specific hair loss disease but any form of hair loss. The Alopecia Market is estimated to grow at a significant CAGR over the forecast period as the scope and its applications are rising enormously across the globe.

Growth in geriatric population, rising depression and hypertension among populace, increasing demand for surgical hair transplant, technologically enhanced hair treatment medical devices, and growing disposable income are documented as major factors of Alopecia Market that are estimated to enhance the growth in the years to come. However, high cost of medication may restrain overall market growth in the coming years. Alopecia Market is segmented based on type, product type, gender, mode of action, end user, and region.

Alopecia areata, scarring alopecia, androgenic alopecia, diffuse unpatterned alopecia (DUPA), female pattern baldness (FPB), alopecia totalis, postpartum alopecia, traction alopecia, and other types could be explored in Alopecia in the forecast period. Shampoos and conditioners, vitamins and supplements, and other product types could be explored in Alopecia in the forecast period. Other product type comprises gels, serums, and oils.

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Children, men, and women are three main genders that could be explored in Alopecia in the forecast period. Men sector accounted for the substantial market share of Alopecia and is estimated to lead the overall market in the coming years. This may be because in the United States, 35 million men suffer from hair loss and about 95% of men suffer from androgenic alopecia across world. The key reason is smoking habits in men and growing male geriatric population.

Topical, oral, and other mode of action could be explored in Alopecia in the forecast period. Topical mode of action accounted for the substantial market share of Alopecia and is estimated to lead the overall market in the coming years. The market may be categorized based on end users like dermatology clinics, homecare, salons, and others that could be explored in the forecast period.

Globally, North America accounted for the substantial market share of Alopecia in terms of revenue and is estimated to lead the overall market in the coming years. The reason behind the overall market growth could be developed healthcare infrastructure with latest technology, availability of new therapeutic options, high occurrence of hair loss issues, and high disposable income. The United States is a major consumer of Alopecia in this region.

Instead, Europe and the Asia Pacific are also estimated to have a positive influence on the future growth. Europe is the second largest region with significant market share. However, Asia Pacific is estimated to grow at fastest pace with the highest CAGR in the foremost period. The aspects that may be ascribed to the growth comprise huge population suffering from Alopecia, developing healthcare infrastructure, and growing awareness regarding availability of several therapeutic options to treat Alopecia. The developing countries like India and China are the major consumers of Alopecia in this region.

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The key players of Alopecia Market are Phyto Ales Group, Cipla, Vitabiotics, Merck & Co., Alpecin, Johnson & Johnson, Kirkland Signature, Lifes2good, Sun Pharma, and Dr. Reddy’s Laboratories. These players are concentrating on inorganic growth to sustain themselves amongst fierce competition. As companies all over the world have to believe that alliance with a market would permit them proportional market existence and authority to declare the leadership position.

Market Segment:

Global alopecia treatment outlook, by revenue (USD Million, 2013 - 2024)

• Oral

• Topical

• Others

Global alopecia gender outlook, by revenue (USD Million, 2013 - 2024)

• Men

• Women

Global alopecia regional outlook, by revenue (USD Million, 2013 - 2024)

• North America

• U.S.

• Canada

• Europe

• Germany

• U.K.

• Asia Pacific

• Japan

• China

• Latin America

• Brazil

• Mexico

• MEA

• South Africa

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Alopecia Market Forecast Report By Share, Product, Application, Trend and Demand, 2024

The global Alopecia Market research report provides complete insights on industry scope, trends, regional estimates, key application, competitive landscape and financial performance of prominent players. It also offers ready data-driven answers to several industry-level questions. This study enables numerous opportunities for the market players to invest in research and development.

Market Overview:

Global Alopecia Market is expected to reach USD 11.8 billion by 2024. Alopecia is also termed as baldness or hair loss is a medical term that mainly affects the scalp or may occur on any hair-bearing skin. It may occur naturally, or due to disease or side effects of medications. Alopecia is not a specific hair loss disease but any form of hair loss. The Alopecia Market is estimated to grow at a significant CAGR over the forecast period as the scope and its applications are rising enormously across the globe.

Key Players:

Cipla

Merck & Co.

Johnson & Johnson.

Reddy’s Laboratories.

Sun Pharma.

Alpecin

Vitabiotics

Phyto Ales Groupe.

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Growth Drivers:

Treatment Outlook:

Oral

Topical

Topical mode of action accounted for the substantial market share of Alopecia and is estimated to lead the overall market in the coming years. The market may be categorized based on end users like dermatology clinics, homecare, salons, and others that could be explored in the forecast period.

Gender Outlook:

Men

Women

Men sector accounted for the substantial market share of Alopecia and is estimated to lead the overall market in the coming years. This may be because in the United States, 35 million men suffer from hair loss and about 95% of men suffer from androgenic alopecia across world. The key reason is smoking habits in men and growing male geriatric population.

Product Outlook:

Shampoos and Conditioners

Vitamins and Supplements

Gels

Serums

Oils

Regional Outlook:

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hair wig and extension market Segments, Opportunity, Growth And Forecast By End-Use Industry 2020 -2027

Hair wigs, hair extensions, and hair weaves are collectively known as artificial hair integrations. Hair wigs are used to cover the entire head, disguise baldness or transform the hairstyle and are available in the shape of a cap.The purpose of hair extension is to alter the hairstyle instantly, add length and volume to the natural hair, and are clipped, glued or woven on the natural hair. The global hair wigs and extension markets has been in existence for a long time and is considerably growing at an exponential rate. The new trends and fashion evolved has flourished the market. Nowadays, hair loss due to certain medical conditions and hormones leads to complete or partial baldness, making people conscious about their appearance, therefore the demand for hair integrations has increased rapidly. Various type of raw material is used for the manufacturing of hair alterations, in the early 1990s, the jute fibers were used to make the imitating hair for theatrical wigs but as the trends change the raw material varieties also expanded; animal hair, human hair, synthetic fiber, futura, virgin hair or blend of these materials. The main exporters of human hair wigs have been China, Italy, Indonesia, and Germany. Whereas the top importers have been Japan, UK, U.S., Nigeria, France, and Korea.

Market scope and structure analysis :

Ø Market Size Available for Years

2020–2027

Ø Base Year Considered

2019

Ø Forecast Period

2021–2027

Ø Forecast Unit

Value (USD)

Ø Segment Covered

Type, Raw Material, End User, Distribution Channel, and Region

Ø Regions Covered

North America (U.S. and Canada), Europe (Germany, UK, France, Italy, Spain and Rest of Europe), Asia-Pacific (China, Japan, India, Australia, Malaysia, Thailand, Indonesia, and Rest of Asia-Pacific), LAMEA (Middle East, Brazil, Mexico, and Rest of LAMEA)

Ø Companies Covered

Godrej Consumer Products Ltd., Evergreen Products Group Ltd., Great Length and Volume, India Hair International, Rebecca,Aderans Co. Ltd., Artnature Inc., Donna Bella Hair,Hairdreams, Aleriana Wigs, Diamond Hair Company, Hair Zone, Indique, FN LOnglocks, Anhui JinruixiangHair Product Co. Ltd.

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COVID-19 Scenario Analysis:

Lockdown Scenario

The lockdown scenario of the COVID-19 pandemic has impacted the hair wigs and extension industry. The sales and revenue, raw material, distribution channels, and export & import are in major loss.

Production Hampered

The availability of raw material is very low for the hair integration industry. The raw material like human hair is at a high shortage at this time. The import of the raw material and export of the end product has been disrupted due to regulations and post COVID-19 scenario will also not be favorable for the industry.

Supply chain

The distribution channels like the retail stores have been shut down. The salon especially for hair extensions has lost its customers and the sales and revenue are highly impacted.

Top Impacting Factors:Market Scenario Analysis, Trends, Drivers and Impact Analysis

The hair and extension industry has a huge scope as they have an immense target market. The entertainment industry, salon industry, fashion industry, and also the general population are reliable on the hair integration market for artificial hair. Cancer and other certain diseases and hormones usually cause baldness, the hair transplant methods and surgeries are probably expensive therefore, the hair wigs and hair extensions are preferred mostly. The surge in fashion and new trends, availability of various types of extensions, grooming awareness, celebrity endorsements, fashion events, quality of the product, raw material, increasing baldness due to medical conditions, and concerns about appearance are the factors that drive the global hair wigs and extension market. However, ease of use, and maintenance of hair extensions, raw material availability, the durability of the product, and increasing competition cause restraint to hinder the market growth. Whereas, improved quality of hair integration, variants of colored extensions, and social media engagement of the industries present new pathways in the industry.

The global hair wigs and extension market trends are as follows:

Recasting of hair wigs and extensions

The demand for elegant hair accessories has increased in the recent times. The hair wigs and hair extensions that are frizz-free, smooth, and looking mostly like natural human hair are in demand. The industries have been investing in the manufacturing and chemical processing of the synthetic hair for making it look more natural. The key players like Rebecca and Donna Bella hair, Great Length, and others have customized the products based on gender, texture, color, hairstyle, size, length, and volume; providing more variants and choices to the customers. Certain brands have been focusing on celebrity endorsements and expert advice for potential customers to increase awareness about new and emerging products. Also, the introduction of techniques like strand applications has led to an increase in the target market. Africa is the growing market for hair extension industry, the use of hair extension and strand application is experiencing remarkable growth. The main exporters of human hair to Africa are India and China.

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Prospering premium brands

Godrej Consumer Products Ltd. acquired stakes of Darling Group Holdings and is providing a wide range of extensions, wigs, dreads, and plaits celebrating dynamism of beauty and fashion in Africa. Several startups have evolved in the hair integration industry raising the competition in the market. The premium brands have been trying to command the market share by introducing innovation in the hair wigs and extensions, offering high discount and bundle deals to the customers, ensuring product health and safety, creating campaigns, and certified salons.

Key Segments Covered:

Ø Type

Wigs

· Extensions

Ø Raw Material

Human Hair

· Synthetic Hair

Ø End User

Women

· Men

Ø Distribution Channel

Offline Stores

· Online Stores

Key Benefits of the Report:

· This study presents the analytical depiction of the global hair wigs and extension industry along with the current trends and future estimations to determine the imminent investment pockets.

· The report presents information related to key drivers, restraints, and opportunities along with a detailed analysis of the global hair wigs and extension market share.

· The current market is quantitatively analyzed from 2020 to 2027 to highlight the global hair wigs and extension market growth scenario.

· Porter’s five forces analysis illustrates the potency of buyers & suppliers in the market.

· The report provides detailed global hair wigs and extension market analysis based on competitive intensity and how the competition will take shape in the coming years.

Questions Answered in the hair wigs and extension marketResearch Report:

· What are the leading market players active in the hair wigs and extension market?

· What the current trends will influence the market in the next few years?

· What are the driving factors, restraints, and opportunities in the market?

· What future projections would help in taking further strategic steps?

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