simplicity

Marvel Cinematic Universe The Falcon and the Winter Soldier (TV)
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simplicity
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Summary
what happens when one of Bucky's enemies hurts his sweet girl?

Bucky was the last thing you remembered seeing — his crystal blue eyes laced with distress and anger as he held your bruised and beaten body while you waited for the paramedics. He was the last thing you saw as he ran beside the stretcher down the corridors of the hospital and he was the first thing you saw as you stirred awake. You took in your surroundings, the white hospital walls blinding you. You let out a grunt as you tried to turn over and it got Bucky's attention.

“Hey, sweet girl. Welcome back, baby.”

He stood over you, smiling as your scared eyes met his soft blue ones.

“Buck —“

Your voice was dry and hoarse from the surgery you had undergone to fix your broken leg.

“Shh, here baby. Drink this.”

He said, bringing the cup of water up to your lips and allowing you to sip through the straw slowly, the cool liquid soothing the desert in the back of your throat. He pulled the cup away from your mouth and sat it on the table before sitting in front of you on the bed, his body twisted so his legs hung off the bed while he faced you.

“Buck —, what happened?”

You questioned, eyebrows furrowing in confusion.

“You were attacked baby, I’m so sorry.”

He spoke, tears lining his eyes.

“I’m okay, right?”

You wondered out loud.

“You’re okay, Baby. He broke your leg pretty badly but they fixed it in surgery. You’re gonna be okay and I’m gonna kill him. I promise you that.”

“Buck, lay with me please.”

He nodded his head, shifting your body so he could slide in underneath you. He brought your head to lay right over his pectoral muscle.

“C-can you take your s-shirt off, Buck? I need to feel you right now.”

He smiled in response letting you help him unbutton his dress shirt before sliding your cheek against the tan skin of his chest. You let out a soft sigh — your favorite place being exactly where you were.

“Is that better, baby?”

He asked, letting out a small giggle at the simplicity of what brings you comfort. The warmth of his skin enveloped you like a blanket on a rainy day. He ran his fingers through your hair, gently coaxing you back to sleep in an attempt to keep the pain at bay.