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Disclaimer: I don't own the Avengers. I don't own the song "not alone" by starkid either
"Bucky, I'm home!" You called as you walked into the door of your floor/apartment in Avengers tower. You put down your bags and hung up your jacket, before you realised that something was wrong. By now, your boyfriend would have greeted you with a hug and a kiss, but today: nothing. "Bucky?" You called again. There was absolutely no response at all.
You grabbed your gun from your bag, just in case and snuck further in. You peeked around the door from your living room and saw Bucky sitting on the couch, staring at nothing. You walked in further, hiding your gun behind your back. "Bucky? Are you alright?" You asked. The soldier gave no reaction. He gave no indication that he even knew you were here. This was bad.
You looked at the ceiling. "FRIDAY, please tell Steve to come here and that it's urgent. Call my sister too" You ordered. "yes ma'am." Tony's AI responded. Putting the gun away, you made yourself as small as possible. Steve told you that if this would happen, Bucky would respond better if he didn't see you as a threat. Squatting low to the ground, you awkwardly walked towards the unresponsive man. You slowly reached out and put a hand on his knee, looking carefully for any signs of danger. "Bucky? Come on sweetie. Look at me." You whispered.
You heard the door open and Steve's voice calling you in a concerned tone. A few seconds later, the blond super soldier walked in, your sister Natasha following. They saw you still trying to get Bucky to react. "I found him like this when I came home. I've been trying to get him to respond, but nothing yet." You told the other spy/soldier couple, while not taking your eyes of your soldier.
How ironic was it that you and your sister both fell for the only two super soldiers in existence. But that really was not the point right now. Steve quickly kneeled next to you, Natasha kept watching from a distance, ready to help if necessary. "Come on, Buck. We're right here. Wake up." Steve said, but Bucky still gave no indication that he heard either of you.
You and Steve just looked at each other in concern, when you heard a small gasp. You both immediately looked at Bucky, whose body was starting to shake, little gasps coming out of his mouth. His eyes watered, before tears rolled over his cheeks. "No..." Bucky moaned. You and Steve looked at each other in concern, even your sister looked concerned.
"No.... I refuse..... I will not kill.... You can't make me.... No." Bucky muttered, his voice getting more and more scared and desperate. Your heart broke and you sat down next to him, danger be damned. You carefully put your arms around him and slowly rocked him back and forth. "Sssshhh... it's alright, baby. You're safe and you don't have to kill anyone." You whispered. Seeing that he wasn't calming down, you thought off something else.
After showing Bucky the Harry Potter books and movies, you had also shown him a trio of parody musicals: A very Potter Musical, A very Potter Sequel and A very Potter Senior Year. The musicals made absolutely no sense at times and you both loved it. There were several songs in the musicals that Bucky really liked, but there was one song that always calmed him down, no matter what. You just hoped that it would work this time as well. You pulled Bucky even closer, as you opened your mouth to sing.
I've been alone
Surrounded by darkness
And I've seen how heartless
The world can be.
And I've seen you crying
You felt like it's hopeless
I'll always do my best
To make you see
You felt bucky slowly calm down, as your voice finally reached him, his normal arm reaching up and gripping yours. You smiled and continued
'Cause baby, you're not alone
'Cause you're here with me
And nothing's ever gonna bring us down
'Cause nothing can keep me from lovin' you
And you know it's true
It don't matter what'll come to be
Our love is all we need to make it through...
Now I know it ain't easy
Your smile got even bigger when you heard Bucky sing the next line very softly, his voice still shaken.
(No, it ain't easy)
But it ain't hard trying
(It's so hard trying)
Everytime I see you smiling
And I feel you so close to me...
Tell me:
Bucky softly smiled back at you, as you both sang together
Cause baby, you're not alone
'Cause you're here with me
And nothing's ever gonna bring us down
'Cause nothing can keep me from lovin' you
And you know it's true
It don't matter what'll come to be
Our love is all we need to make it through...
Even tough the next part was normally sung by the male, Bucky nodded at you to take it. You smiled at him.
Well I still have trouble
I trip and stumble
Trying to make sense of things sometimes...
I look for reasons
But I don't need 'em
All I need is to look in your eyes
And I realize...
Bucky smiled full of pride, now finally back to himself. You were his singing angel and he loved you more then anything. He put his forehead against yours as he joined back in.
Baby, you're not alone
'Cause you're here with me
And nothing's ever gonna take us down
'Cause nothing can keep me from lovin' you
And you know it's true
It don't matter what'll come to be
Our love is all we need to make it through...
You both smiled at each other. "Hello sweetie." You said. He chuckled. "Really? You make a reference to that show NOW?" He asked. You simply shrugged. "She's one of my favourite characters, so why not?" Bucky shook his head with a smile, before turning towards Steve. "Hey punk. When did you get here?" He asked, only now noticing him and Natasha standing there. Steve let out a big sigh of relief. "We got here, when your concerned girlfriend called us, saying that you didn't respond to anything she said or did. We were worried about you, you jerk." He said, happy that his friend was back to normal.
Bucky looked back at you. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to worry you." He muttered, pulling you closer. You smiled and rested your head on his shoulder. "It's alright. You're okay now. That's all that matters." You whisper, stroking his hair. Natasha and Steve stayed for a while longer, before leaving. You showed him out. "That was quite a risk you took, sitting down next to Barnes like that. He could have attacked you." Natasha muttered.
You rolled your eyes at that. Your sister had said that before "Come on, Nat. Have a little bit of faith in me. And when are you going to call him Bucky? He gets nervous when you call him by his last name." You saw her smirk and realised that was her intention. "Well then, I hope you and Rogers have a good day." She gave you a glare and you smirked, giving a mock salute.
After they left, you went back to the living room and found Bucky reading a book. He looked up at you and smiled, his eyes warm and full of love, but also a bit of something else. Something that you could not place. You laid down on the couch next to him and put your head in his lap. He stroked your hair softly and you closed your eyes. You heard him sigh.
"I don't understand why you insist on staying with me. I mean: look at me. I'm broken and dangerous and you deserve better." You open your eyes again. "Bucky, I'm not exactly snow white either. We both did terrible things for terrible people and we can't change that. But we can start over with people who care about us. I love you James and that will never change as long as I live." You stated, using his first name to show how serious you were.
He looked down at you with a small smile. "I love you too, my angel. I don't know how I managed to have you, but I thank the heavens every day for the pleasure of waking up beside you." You beamed a smile at him, sitting up a bit in order to give him a kiss. He gladly kissed you back, holding you close. After you broke apart, you grabbed your tablet and tapped on it for a few seconds, turning the tv on at the same time.
Making a connection between the tablet and the tv, you snuggled up to Bucky, your head on his shoulders. His arms wrapped around you, just as the words A very Potter Musical appeared on screen, accompanied by a familiar tune. You heard your boyfriend chuckle, before calming down. You laughed at the jokes and hummed/sang along with the songs. However, when one particular song came on, Bucky decided to just listen. You did the same, except for the very last line.
It don't matter what will come to be. Our love is all we need to make it true....