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buckyswintersoldiermask · 3 years ago

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Reunited

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Part 2

Summary: 3 years after your divorce, Bucky invites you over to talk.

Word count: 1.3k

Warnings: mentions of divorce, lying, Bucky being a bad husband (second part will be fluffy)

A/N: this was going to be one part but turned into two, felt it was better that way. It’ll be coming next week!

Italic words are flashbacks

Bucky called you while you were cooking, you didn’t hear it but he left a message.

“(y/n), you have a voicemail.” Wendy said, picking up your phone.

“Okay, who’s it from?”

“Bucky.” You froze in shock. Bucky? Why is he calling you? She handed you the phone and you clicked on the voicemail. The both of you listened together until it was over.

You were speechless, you hadn’t heard from Bucky in so long. You didn’t even know why you still had his number. He wants you to come over to talk. That’s weird you thought, why would he want to talk? What more is there to say?

“Are you going to see him?”

“Wendy, I don’t know. It took forever for me to move on, I don’t know if this is the best option.”

“He seems really genuine in the voicemail, like he really wants to talk.” Wendy responded.

After considering all the factors you decided to go visit him, see what he has to say and then leave. You drove to his apartment, before walking into the complex you took one last big breath. Surprisingly the security guard still recognized you, he waved at you as you walked in. You made it in and rode the elevator to his floor, debating if you should even be here right now. The elevator opened with a ping. You walked right to his apartment door, you still remembering exactly where it was.

You lightly knocked on the door and Bucky quickly answered. He looked good, you thought. His lips turned into a smile when he saw you, “(y/n), come in.”

“Why am I here?” You asked, getting straight to the point.

“Well this is where I live and I invited you-.” He joked.

“Cut it out, Bucky, why am I here?”

His jokeful nature disappeared, “I wanted to talk to you.”

What could possibly want to talk to you about? The two of you divorced over 3 years ago and you’ve been living separate lives ever since.

“About what? You know if this is a moving on thing you don’t have to run it by me.” You said, letting him know that if he moves on that’s great.

“It’s definitely not that, come sit, please.” He asked, gesturing to his newly refurbished living room.

“I like the changes you’ve made.” You said, sitting down on his new couch, “so what do you want to talk about?”

“I want to start over.”

“Start what over?”

“Us.”

You honestly couldn’t believe your ears. He wanted to start over? He’s the one that filed for divorce. You scoffed hearing him say that.

“James, you filed for the divorce.”

“(y/n).“ He said your name in his soft tone he often used as he reached for your hand. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have. I should’ve talked to you.”

You couldn’t help but to scoff again and rip your hand away, “but you didn’t. You said our marriage wouldn’t work. You said we’d be better off divorced. You said-”

“I know what I said (y/n). It was stupid.” He confessed, still you weren’t convinced.

“You.. James, you broke me. We were married for 4 years then you decided you were better off without me and I don’t know how many times you’ve lied to me. How am I supposed to know the truth?”

“(y/n).”

“No, no, you don’t get to (y/n) me.” You fumed, getting up and walking away from him, “and you waited so long. We haven’t been married for 3 years. Now you want to start over.”

“(y/n), please listen.” He pleaded as you stormed out of his apartment. You ran to your car, gathered yourself before driving and drove home. You knew you shouldn’t have gone to see him.

As you drove home your mind flooded with memories of when you were together. He would make an amazing dinner for you and give you gifts at random. Leaving a new necklace or ring on your dresser. Buying you a new kitchen appliance. He did so many wholesome things for you, he was the best husband, until he wasn't.

“Bucky!,” you exclaimed as you ran around the apartment, “where are you?”

Your boss had given you a raise and you were so excited to tell Bucky. You had been working weekends and late nights, just to get that raise. Though, it was like he was never at home to notice.

He came home hours later that night, he had cuts on his face, bruising on his right arm. He looked a mess.

“Buck, Babe, what happened?”

“Nothing, I just broke up a fight. I’m fine, doll, don’t worry.” He said before placing a soft kiss on your forehead.

He lied, straight to your face. And you didn’t know why. Why would he lie? What is he keeping from you?

But you nodded and smiled, not letting him know you know he’s lying. This went on for weeks to months. Eventually you stopped questioning him and just let it go.

You don’t know what happened, what went wrong. He just started acting weird, coming home late, lying, next thing you know he filed for a divorce. He left the papers on the counter and left for about a week. He didn’t call, he didn’t text, it was like he already forgot you and moved on.

“Wendy, he just left me with the papers. He took off on a vacation and left the papers sitting on the counter. I- I thought our marriage would last. We were married for 4 years.” You rambled, holding onto the papers he left.

“(y/n), this is not your fault. I have no idea why he’d do this. He loves you dearly. When he comes back I’m sure he’ll explain all of this.”

“What did I do to deserve this?”

“You did nothing to deserve this.”

Walking inside your house you were greeted by Wendy, your very best friend and work friend, who was having a movie marathon.

“You okay? How'd it go?” She asked.

“Hey, yeah It went fine.” You said, definitely not convincing her.

“Uh uh, come sit down.” She demanded, pausing her movie and pointing to the couch.

You laid on the couch and slammed your head into a pillow.

“(y/n/n), was it that bad?”

“I mean I walked in there completely clueless on why he called me,” you turned your head facing her, “he wants to start over.”

“What do you mean start over?” She questioned before stuffing a handful of popcorn in her mouth.

“He wants to give us another try.” You replied, making Wendy scoff loudly.

“But wasn’t he the one that lied and just decided you needed a divorce?”

“I know, it didn’t make sense to me, why wait 3 years?”

“Maybe he was trying to better himself for you.” Wendy theorized.

“If that was the case we could’ve just separated, we didn’t need to divorce.”

“Maybe it was the burden, the burden of you seeing him while he worked on himself.”

“We were married Wendy, we would do things like that together! He literally has me thinking about our marriage which I finally moved on from months ago.” You spat out before taking a deep breath, “why now?”

“Maybe hear him out?” She suggested, “this might be good for the both of you. Whether this is the end or a new beginning. I will support you through it all (y/n/n), but I think you should hear him out.”

“(y/n), I think we’d be better off if we divorced.”

“Buck, where is this coming from?” You asked, tears forming in your eyes.

“What went wrong? We were fine, then we weren’t. Is this my fault?”

“It’s not your fault, doll. I think this divorce will be good for both of us.” He said, his hands resting on your shoulders.

You fought to get away from under his touch, his touch wasn’t a happy feeling anymore. It was filled with sadness, hate and bitterness.

“I’ll go pack my bags. Once I get a lawyer, they’ll call yours.”

“I’ll think about it,” you paused, smelling your shirt, “my clothes smell like him.” You ran into your room to take off your clothes, you stared at your clothes as you held them.

“James, what are you doing to me?”

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buckyswintersoldiermask · 3 years ago

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Starting over

Bucky Barnes x reader

Bucky Masterlist

Part 1: Reunited

Summary: after going back to give Bucky a chance to explain himself, you decide to start over.

Word Count: 1.3k

Warnings: mentions of lying and divorce

A/N: I was going to make this into one, but I felt it would be too cramped. So here’s part 2.

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You laid on the bed taking in your encounter with Bucky. Thinking about whether you should actually go see him again. Let him explain himself. Did he even deserve that? After what he put you through?

“Wendy, I don’t even know if I want to go.”

“You want answers don’t you?” You nod, realizing you’re going to have to go see him again if you want answers.

“I’ll go after lunch, don’t wanna seem too eager.”

“Do what you need to do so you can get some answers.”

You spent the rest of your morning staring at the clock. You tried not to but you really wanted answers. Why now? Why does he want to talk now? What has changed in the last 3 years?

You spent the whole morning contemplating if this would open old wounds. Should you do it? Who would benefit? Him or you? You kept thinking If you should do it right up until you were at his apartment complex.

You were standing outside his door, you prepared yourself to knock again. It was easier this time, you knocked louder this time, ready to demand answers.

He was taking a long time to get to the door so you texted him;

I’m at your door. Open up

Within seconds he opened the door, “I didn’t think you’d still have my number.”

“Well I’m a nice person, James.”

“I know. You were the nicest person I had in my life.” He said, staring into your eyes, which he loved so much, and missed.

“Okay. So I’m here, I’m gonna listen.” You said, interrupting his staring. You led you to the couch and he sat on the other end.

“I want to apologize for how I was during our marriage.”

“You weren’t terrible the whole time.” You said, recalling the times he was a good husband.

“I know, but I wasn’t good to you towards the end like I was in the beginning. I started lying, coming home late, and wasn't fully in our marriage,” his gaze shifted to your eyes, “(y/n), I am so sorry and I know sorry is not enough. I can’t take back how I treated you, but everyday I wish I could. I wish I would’ve been honest with you.”

“What do you mean?”

“Why I was lying, coming home late and I became a different person.”

“What are you talking about?” You were very confused about where this conversation was going. How could he justify his lying? Never being home? Acting weird?

“(y/n), are you familiar with HYDRA?”

“A little bit, why?”

“I worked for HYDRA, well, I was brainwashed against my will. But I got free from that brainwashing, with the help from Steve and other Wakandians.” He explained to you as you sat there in utter shock. You always wondered about Bucky’s past. He never really talked about it, and said it wasn’t nice to talk about or remember. Now he’s telling you it.

“You were- Bucky, I’m so sorry. That sounds awful.” You apologized, grabbing his hand in yours, “so is this why you lied?”

He shook his head no and continued, “the lying started because I was a potential target and I did not want you to get hurt because of me.”

“(y/n), I think we’d be better off if we divorced.”

“Buck, where is this coming from?” You asked, tears forming in your eyes.

“What went wrong? We were fine, then we weren’t. Is this my fault?”

“It’s not your fault, doll. I think this divorce will be good for both of us.” He said, his hands resting on your shoulders.

Your eyes widened in surprise, “Bucky, you’re telling me you lied to protect me?”

“I couldn’t risk you getting hurt, the late nights, the lying, was all because I was a potential target and I did not want you to know what I did when I wasn’t home so you wouldn’t be a target too.”

“So you divorced me, so we wouldn’t be together and so I wouldn’t be a target and you wouldn’t be hurting me anymore.” You replied, putting the pieces together.

You were gathered in the room along the table were you, Bucky and your lawyers. This was it, the signing of the papers. You’d officially be divorced from him.

“Bucky, are you sure you want to do this? End it all?” You sniffled.

“It’s for the best. It’ll be good for both of us.” He replied as you stepped out to get some air. Leaving him, your lawyer and his lawyer alone. While he was alone he mumbled to himself, “this will be good for you (y/n), I can’t hurt you anymore.”

You came back in composed and ready to sign. The lawyers confirmed that this is what you both wanted, then handed you the papers to sign. Bucky went first and then slid over the paper to you. The room was silent as you both signed your names on paper which would declare you both divorced. You gave the paper to your lawyer and got up looking Bucky in the eye; “So our 6 years together. What was it? Do you regret it? Do you regret marrying me?,” you took a deep breath, fixing your shirt, “goodbye, James.”

“You went through enough by me alone, I didn’t want my life and occupation to ruin your life.”

“But.. why now? Why not then?”

“You deserved space after everything. So I waited, I waited a long time to see you again,” he paused, “you haven’t changed a bit.” He said, smiling ear to ear.

Everything was starting to make sense. Bucky being the star husband he was and then changing because he wanted to protect you. But with his lying past you had to make sure.

Almost fully convinced you wondered,“How do I know you’re not lying to me again?”

Bucky took out a Manila folder labeled “Confidential information” and handed it to you. You opened it up to see a picture of Bucky in uniform and a picture of him as The Winter Soldier.

“This is my file from SHIELD, what they had on me.” He explained, as you flipped through the pictures and documents.

“I don’t expect you to forgive me (y/n), but I am not lying to you. I’m done lying to you. I never want to lie to you again.”

You sat there speechless, Bucky never was trying to be a terrible person. He was trying to protect you. All those years.

“If you want, you can take it home and look over it.” He offered, watching as you examined it.

“I don’t regret it.” Bucky blurted out, causing you to look up from the documents, “what?”

“I don’t regret marrying you. I never did. Hurting you and divorcing you was the hardest thing I’ve ever done.” Bucky recalled the day where you both officially became divorced, “you called me ‘James’ and not Bucky that day.”

“I understand why you did it,” you paused to wipe your eyes, “I hated you for so long.”

“You had every right to hate me, I was terrible to you.” You intertwined your hand with his, “thank you. Thank you for trying to protect me.”

“We all try to protect what we love the most.”

You and Bucky sat there for a while. You tell him about your life after 3 years and vice versa. You found out that he’s retired from the hero life and works as a mechanic. You also told him how much you’ve gone up at the company where you work.

“I always knew you’d be the boss, you’re built for it.” He smiled.

“Thank you, but you, you have your own mechanic company?”

“‘Barnes Repair Shop’ finest repair shop in Brooklyn.” He exaggerated, making you laugh. Bucky’s face went serious after that joke, making the atmosphere quite thick.

“Why did your mood just drop?”

“I want to ask you something.”

“Ask it. I mean you’ve told me just about everything. What’s one more question?”

Bucky took a deep breath before asking his initial question from yesterday, “(y/n), can we start over?”

“Yes, Bucky, we can start over.”

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buckyswintersoldiermask · 3 years ago

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Acrophobia

Steve Rogers x reader

Steve Masterlist

Summary: you are afraid of heights and decide to try a small roller coaster at the fair, but the roller coaster gets stuck in mid-air

Word count: 1k

Warnings: mentions of being afraid of heights (Acrophobia)

A/N: my friend gave me this idea since she’s afraid of heights and I wanted to try to write it :)

You finally agreed to go with Steve to the fair this one time. Hoping you’d spend some time eating amazing and walking around.

“How about this one?” He asked as you walked in front of a roller coaster.

It was one of those roller coasters where it takes you up and down but you’re not as high as other coasters. It was a small roller coaster but your fear was anything but small. That roller coaster scared you.

“I-I’m not sure I can do it.” You stumbled, glancing at the roller coaster.

For as long as you can remember you’ve always been afraid of heights. Just the idea of being up high terrified you. Nothing made it happen, you’ve just always felt terrified. No planes, no roller coasters, nothing that has to do with being above ground. You did not do it.

“Hey, hey, you don’t have to ride it. I know how you feel about being high up.” Steve reassured you.

“I know, but I want you to have fun and I’m just getting in the way.” You honestly felt kind of bad, you wanted him to have a good time and you felt like you weren’t helping.

“I am having fun and you’re not getting in the way. We can just walk around some more.” He smiled, grabbing your hand.

The both of you were about to walk away but you didn’t move. You felt maybe you should try, maybe it’ll all work out and it’ll be fine. You’ll get on and get off, perfectly fine.

“(y/n), are you okay?”

“I want to try and ride it.” You blurted out as you stared at the ride.

“(y/n/n), you don’t have to. I don’t want you to feel like you have to.”

“No, I think I can do it. I think I can get through it.” You glanced over at him, “as long as you’re with me.”

“I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.” He said before kissing your cheek and leading you to the line.

There were a good amount of people in front of you so you could decide if you really wanted to do this. Steve stayed right by your side while waiting in line, rubbing your arms up and down soothingly.

“You don’t have to ride.” He said. He was always so sweet and patient with you. You couldn’t count how many times he’s told you that you don’t have to ride.

You smiled, “I want to ride a roller coaster with the man I love, even if it’s a small one.”

“I will be with you every step of the way.” He declared, kissing your cheek.

After watching the roller coaster and studying exactly what it would do, it was time. Time for you to get on the roller coaster. You and Steve walked on the platform of the roller coaster and went to your seats. Steve helped you get situated before helping himself. He glanced over to you and saw your eyes closed and your hands shaking. He grabbed your hand tightly in his and your eyes opened slowly.

“Every step of the way.”

The ride went up pretty fast, surprising you tremendously. You gasped for air as you tried to calm down from that sudden movement into the arm.

“Deep breaths, you’re okay. We’re okay.” Steve reassured you as your grip on his hand got tighter.

After memorizing the ride, you knew that in a few seconds the ride would drop. That drop never came. You were waiting and waiting for that drop but it never happened.

“Steve, why are we still up here?” You panicked, careful not to look down.

Steve looked down to survey what was happening and that’s when it hit him. You’re stuck up there. Stuck many feet in the air, for who knows how long.

“Darling, I think we’re going to be sitting for a while.”

“Wha-what do you mean?”

“I think the ride is, well, messed up. They can’t get us down yet.” He mumbled, just so you could hear him.

You got quiet for a minute trying to process what Steve just told you. Wrapping your mind around the fact that you’re stuck multiple feet in the air on a roller coaster. At the fair, when you could’ve been eating more fair food.

“Oh wow this is absolutely terrifying. Oh my god!” You exclaimed as you closed your eyes. “The one time I try to ride a rollercoaster and I get stuck on it!”

“Hey, I’m here. Everything is going to be fine. Deep breaths, in and out. We’ll be down soon.”

“This wasn’t supposed to happen, all the other riders got on, went up 2 times and down 4 and got off. This is not going to plan!” You exclaimed, visibly freaked out.

You gripped his hand as hard as you could which would probably leave a mark. You practiced taking deep breaths and humming to yourself. Steve talked you through everything that was happening on the ground so you would know when they’re almost done.

“A couple of maintenance guys are going to check the ride while the other ones check the buttons and levers that control the ride. We should be getting down soon.”

After about 20 minutes one of the maintenance guys called out;

“Alright folks! We found the problem, you'll be coming down now!”

“You hear that? We’re going to get down and we don’t ever have to ride this again.”

“Yeah, I don’t wanna do this again.”

You finally started to go down and you could breathe a little. Once you got on the ground Steve jumped out of his harness and helped you get out. Knowing you’d wanna get away from the ride he was as quick as possible.

He grabbed your hand and helped you off of the platform and completely off the ride. He stopped and faced you, looking deep in your eyes.

“I’m sorry I ruined your afternoon here.” You apologized, holding onto yourself feeling kind of guilty.

“What? Baby, what are you talking about? You got on a ride that you were terrified of, and then it had us in the air for a while. I couldn’t be more proud of you. But I know that was very scary. We can go home if you like?”

“I want you to buy me some more fair food.” You smirked.

“Your wish is my command.”

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