SNOWFALL

Part 6

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Nursing your dislocated finger was the only way to keep yourself from crying these days. Focusing on physical pain seemed to numb out the emotional. You practically lived in the gym during the week. “You should take a break kid” a familiar voice advised from behind you. A slow smile crept onto your face as you realized who it was. “Clint! What’s your old retired ass doing here?” You wondered as you closed in for a hug. “I had to turn in some old files” he explained quickly. You wiped the sweat off of your forehead and started to jog in place. “The last time I saw you like this was after..” he began to say but you cut him off, “we don’t talk about him” Clint just shrugged knowing an abusive ex didn’t make good conversation. “Alright then. I don’t like this funk you’re in. Get dressed, we're going out tonight. I’ll get the guys” Clint stated before taking off in the direction of fury’s office. “Are you sure you can keep up old man?” You hollered after him receiving a middle finger in return. 

Within the first five minutes of sitting at the VIP section you had downed two shots and was already picking up your mixed drink to begin drinking that down. Bucky was sitting in the corner on the opposite end of you with his arms lounging on the top of the couch. He had the most serious look on his face watching you get drunk. Wanda grabbed your hand and took you to standing on the couch so you could dance with the music. Twisting and grinding you worked up a sweat. Just as you stopped a second to breathe you saw Tony bringing a fresh tray of tequila shots. “Woo!” You yelled on the top of your lungs. You grabbed another two and knocked them back easily. “Whoa” you groaned as you swayed to the side. Your vision was starting to blur as the alcohol forced your blood pressure higher. It was as if you could hear the blood pounding through your veins. Somehow you found yourself next to bucky and Steve. “Hey there mister winter soldier. Why so damn serious?” You giggled and slung your arm around him. Buckys face melted and became hard as he kept his emotions in looking at your wrecked state. “I wonder what that thing in your pants has for a body count” you continued on, unable to stop yourself. Bucky inhaled sharply as his body gained a new level of tension you’ve never seen before. “Y/n!” Steve yelled at you in warning.  His voice was so disappointed. “Oh Stevie don’t act like you’re too good to think about it” you stammered making no sense. “I think I’m going to kill Clint” he grumbled. His voice was so dark it sent chills through your blood turning you on. Or maybe that was the alcohol. Actually it was the vomit climbing the back of your throat for a quick exit. You ran off with your hand covering your mouth to the restroom to release it.

“Mr. Rogers you must take me to dinner first” you giggled as even Steve struggled to keep you upright. He had one of your arms over his shoulder as he tried to get you in bed. “Y/n go to sleep” he commanded, he sounded completely over you. Bucky filed in behind Steve slowly watching the scene unfold. “Can you help me get her out of this?” Steve wondered knowing it was indeed asking a lot of his friend. Bucky said nothing but instead walked to your dresser to the top drawer where you kept your pajamas. Steve did wonder how he knew where your items were but now was not the time to ask. Steve lifted your limp and heavy arms over your head as your head fell back.  Steve caught it with his other hand quickly, your mouth hanging wide open as the alcohol took the full effect on your body. Bucky carefully slid the large t shirt over your head and onto your small frame. Next with care he took your heels off and gave your feet a small rub in hope they wouldn’t be so sore in the morning. Steve gently laid you on your side, propped up on your pillows. As soon as your head hit the pillow you began to snore loudly making the two men laugh to themselves. “Well I’d say I’ve been there but it’s been awhile” Bucky joked quietly. They took their leave of your apartment but bucky paused at the door. “Someone should keep an eye on her” he suggested. Steve took a moment and looked deeply at his oldest friends face in concern, “are you sure?” He asked trying to protect him from anymore heartbreak. To be honest you kept breaking each other’s hearts the blame wasn’t on just one person but what you had said tonight hurt Bucky more than he would ever let on. “I’m sure man. Go get some rest” he stated checking his phone and noticing the time was 3 AM. Once Steve was clear to the floor below bucky slid down against the wall and released the tears he held back all evening.

Your eyes unglued themselves slowly as you came back into consciousness. Quickly you closed your mouth and groaned attempting to stretch your sore limbs. Your head was pounding sending a sick feeling to your stomach. You were afraid to sit up and feel the full headache pain. Honestly you just hoped you wouldn’t end up with a migraine. That’s all you needed was to lay in bed for days in pain. Eventually you found your strength to stand up. The first thing on your mind was to see Bruce. He could heal what was hurting.  Quickly you wrapped a blanket around your body and started for the open door. You stopped in your tracks once you saw the familiar body leaned against your wall. “What are you doing here?” You moaned, swaying back and forth. The nausea was almost killing you. “I was trying to sleep but your overly obnoxious snoring kept me awake most of the night” he shot back behind closed eyes. His back was leaning against the wall of your doorway. You blushed deeply.  “What happened?” You asked clearly in a daze. “We’ll if you’re ok then I’m going to go now” he got up quickly and retreated. Once your vision was less blurry trying to track his figure down the hall you noticed another one staring at you. “Loki, save it” you warned your voice exhausted. “You’ve made quite the mess, haven't you love?” He teased gently. Within the same moment you turned around to make a straight line for the toilet with more of last nights regret coming up.

SNOWFALL

Part 5 Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

“Alright team. It’s a simple catch and release job. We should be back by midweek” Steve stated as he  passed out the file to you and Bucky. You buried your face in the client information to avoid Bucky's wandering eyes. You could feel it piercing into you and it made you so uncomfortable you wanted to squirm. Steve started the engine from the cockpit alerting you to take your seat and to be honest you were grateful. The tension was so thick in the air. Sitting in your favorite spot you took a deep breath as you flew through the air. Your head bobbed up and down as you tried to snooze through the flight. You had about 14 hours to go and wanted to rest up enough to instantly hit recon if needed. Bucky kept stealing glances at you even though all you returned were daggers back at him. “I’m going to lead on this one. When we land I’ll stake out the area. The two of you stay here and be my eyes and ears from aboard.” Steve commanded. He had a tone to his voice that wasn’t about to be questioned. “Yes captain” you replied as you shot a look at Bucky that said he better not even breathe in your direction.

Steve had been gone a total of ten minutes before bucky made the first move. “Y/n” he began and you held up your finger to silence him. It worked for a total of two seconds before he tried again. “Just listen” he started to say which infuriated you. What could he possibly have to say? “Bucky I can’t do this” you groaned. Bucky threw his hands up, “do what? I wasn’t aware we were doing something” he shot back at you. You could tell by his facial expression he was on the verge of being pissed. “I sang to you! I said Dont. Leave. And what did you do? You fucking left Bucky! You left me all alone! Honestly, who does that?!” You screeched. Bucky looked at you in surprise as he opened his mouth to respond then closed it. “I’m not responsible for you! I’m allowed to leave and live my life.” he demanded. That took you aback. You literally had to back up a few steps as you took in his words. “You don’t get to show up at my door every night like a lost puppy and climb into my bed and then leave whenever the fuck you want! You have to tell me things Bucky! I mean damnit what am I to you? I’m too afraid to close my eyes! Because when I open them I know you won’t be there!” You screamed on the top of your lungs. Your voice catching at the end breaking as the tears you fought so hard to keep back leaked a few through. Bucky grabbed you with such intensity and just held you in his arms stroking your hair. The two of you stood there for a few moments before you realized what you were doing. In that instant you sniffed back the last tears and pushed Bucky as hard as you could away from your body. “I need to walk” you grumbled walking out of the jet into the woods nearby.

“Where the hell is y/n?” Steve asked as his boots hit the metal flooring announcing his return. “She went for a walk” Bucky shrugged his shoulders. “God damnit Buck really?” Steve sighed angrily. “I’ll go find her. Don’t leave. I’ve found our target we’ll intercept tomorrow.” He practically grunted. Bucky slammed his case file down as hard as he could in frustration.

The next morning you found yourself pacing in front of a bloodied man tied to a chair. “I really don’t feel like that’s the truth” you stated, clicking your tongue at the end of your sentence. “That’s disappointing” you warned, cocking your head before striking the man with all your night. More blood sprayed out of his mouth. He chuckled before looking up at all of you. “Are you going to let this bitch do all the talking?” He asked rudely. You took a look at Steve and Bucky standing behind either side of you with their hands behind their back. “She likes to talk, what can I say?” Bucky stated coolly. His comment made you smirk. The interrogation lasted longer than you wanted but you weren’t tiring out. Your target however, was. He had been beaten down by you and was barely hanging on. You wiped your knuckles off with a towel and stole a glance at Steve. He nodded letting you know it was his turn to finish. You turned around and left him to it.

Your mood was in between sour and satisfied when you arrived back home. The assignment was completed successfully allowing you to redeem yourself from the last mishap. Bucky, on the other hand, had thrown you into a moody spiral. You were smoking a cigarette outside when you felt his aura behind you. You tensed your shoulders in preparation for whatever he had in mind. “We should take a break, '' he suggested. Your lungs could barely breathe at his words. The tears prickled behind your eyes. You had to say something eventually and not just stand in stunned silence. “How can you break from something that never started?” You asked bitterly. The pain evident in your voice. “Like this" he stated and simply walked away. You took a step after him and then stopped yourself. Your body filled with such rage and pain that you couldn’t control yourself. You lashed out at the closest thing next to you which was the wall. A sickening crack could be heard clear across the room. The pain sent your body to its knees. “FUCK!” You screamed in frustration. Looking down at your hand you found a deformed finger swollen and red. You rolled your eyes and headed towards Bruce feeling so many things you couldn’t feel anymore. You couldn’t even feel your hand. “What happened?” Bruce asked. You shrugged back some tears before answering, “He did.” you whispered.

SPIDERMAN/PETER PARKER MASTERLIST

Entangled

ENTANGLED

Part 1 Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

A small commotion woke you from a light sleep you briefly entered. You had stayed up late enough waiting for him to come home. You rolled over slowly and groaned as you saw his appearance. “Peter” you practically begged. He just looked at you with a void expression. He walked sluggishly into the bathroom and turned on the shower water to hot. You got out of bed with your silk nightgown in white trailing in the wind you created in stride. You sighed watching him get undressed with no particular order. “Give me the suit” you demanded softly. He handed you the bloodied suit with a grimace. His face cut and bruised. He walked his naked frame to the shower the water turning red almost instantly. You hung your head as you walked to the giant bathroom sink and started the water. Reaching into the cabinet below you found your supplies. The supplies you’ve had to use more than you’d care to. Carefully you gathered a full scoop of oxiclean powder and put it in the filled sink. You added a few more products in your usual order and walked out to proceed to go back to bed. You had developed your own special Spider-Man stain remover over the last few weeks. Peter had developed an unfortunate habit after the death of his aunt. And to be honest you had no idea what was the right way to help him.

Sliding back into bed you faced the window and looked out at the street view from Peters apartment window. Within a few minutes Peter had entered the bedroom in his boxers only, cuts left wide open. He sat in his usual chair and turned on the lamp while you pretended to be asleep. He then carefully proceeded to stitch a gash on his thigh, hissing and groaning as the pain of the needle and thread affected him. With each new noise your heart shattered that much more. With all your might you tried to hold in the tears but they silently leaked out as you suppressed your sobs. Peter stopped moving as he sensed the change in emotion in the room. His ears ringing he pushed back the pain he felt from causing you discomfort. A few short minutes after he resumed his quick fix he turned the light off. You heard footsteps alerting you that he was approaching. With a creak from the bed frame and a change in pressure, Peter had finally laid to rest for the night. As if on cue almost simultaneously he began to snore deeply, his newest habit. You released the breath you held almost the entire time and began to cry as he was off duty for the first time since he opened his eyes that day.

After twenty minutes of listening to him regain his strength in slumber you got up restlessly. Shrugging your silk robe over your body you decided to check on the progress of the stain removal. You took a finger and dragged it through the water tracing circles absentmindedly as the blood and water created a demented picture. Looking to the left of your visual field you saw a framed picture of Tony and smiled to yourself. “He sure misses you. So do I” you stated as you rubbed the picture gingerly with love. You walked back through the bedroom to reach the living room where you decided you’d try to watch tv. You closed the bedroom door to muffle the sounds escaping the love of your life in an attempt for some peace to think. Flipping through channel after channel you grew even more restless. The dark circles under your eyes evident that you didn’t get enough rest for yourself. Your body wouldn’t let you. When he was gone at night you feared for him. You feared for his victims. When he was gone during the day you feared for the bottom of a bottle that might meet his hands. Your phone screen turned on showing you a call coming through from Ned. “Hey” you rasped into the speaker. “Hey y/n” he greeted through a yawn, “you don’t sound too good” he acknowledged. “Still better than him” you fought back softly getting up and heading to the kitchen. Putting on your rubber gloves you picked up a sponge and began to scrub with soap and Lysol on the kitchen counter. “Did he make it home?” Ned wondered. You sighed before replying, “yeah he’s uh passed out right now.” You said your voice dropping in defeat. “Ah so let me guess you’re cleaning?” He deduced. “Yeah you caught me” you chuckled. “Well I’ll call you in the morning.” He stated exiting the conversation. Just as you were about to hang up his voice rang out again in urgency, “oh! And y/n try to get some sleep.” He advised before the line went dead. You placed the phone on the counter and blew the stray hair out of your face. Angrily you took your rubber gloves off fighting the tears back once again for the night. You laid your body down on the couch and willed yourself to ignore the noise leaking through the wall reminding you of how tortured he felt on the inside.

The next morning Peter woke in bed alone. Grunting he sat up with incredible soreness and stretched his overworked limbs. He took a look around to find you nowhere near him and his heart dropped to the floor. He hung his head in his hands feeling incredibly disappointed in himself. Why couldn’t he keep from losing control? After painful steps he reached the bedroom door and opened it to find you face down on the couch dreaming. He smirked to himself before reaching into the fridge and grabbing a beer. With a quick peck to your forehead he went onto the balcony made of a stone wall and opened the bottle. Taking his first sip he relaxed his shoulders before trying to block out all the extra sensory triggers that New York supplied.

ENTANGLED MASTERLIST

Part 1

BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL PAIN

Part 4 Pairing: Druig x Reader

PRESENT DAY

How many years had it been? God not even you knew the answer to that. You had stopped counting the years long ago. “Kingo why exactly did I agree to stay with you?” You asked sarcastically. There was a soft but wicked smirk appearing on your face. “Because I’m awesome. Simple as that” he replied confidently before sipping more of his margarita. “God I’m so drunk” you moaned as you rolled over taking in the beautiful view of the ocean before you. “So you should be happy!” He insisted before you scoffed at his comment. “I haven’t been happy since-“ you began to say but the pain cut the words out of your throat. “Drink” Kingo demanded before it went silent  as the pair of you were consumed in thoughts and memories. “It’s been so different since we all went our separate ways. I don’t quite know what my purpose is anymore. It just feels like I’ve been on a permanent vacation” you mumbled into your straw. “Yeah I know what you mean but at least we’ve got each other for now” he commented trying to distract your mind from where it was inevitably going to land, on Druig.

It took you the longest time to get out of bed when you realized he was never coming back. Your heart could barely sustain your body anymore based on the broken state it was in. The shock still hadn’t worn off and a millennium had now passed. Who knew if he was even still alive? Part of you wanted to know the answer and the other half of you wanted to let your fantasies fill in the blanks. It was probably what was best for you but when did you ever do what was best for you? Your heart hurt, it burned and ached so badly you thought you were having a heart attack. That was until you noticed this pain daily. Your body hurt from missing him. There was a warmth you always saw within him that no one else understood. But it was that warmth that kept you safe when your visions became too much. And now it was gone with no return date in sight.

“One more shot!” You screamed out happily holding the small glass in your hand. Kingo and Gil were laughing as you danced to silent music on the beach by the fire. You could already barely see straight but what was one more? Let’s be honest you were addicted to self destructive behaviors ever since he left you. You fell to the ground ungracefully, plopping in the sand. The drunken smile on your face suddenly fell end Gil noticed. “Oh come on sweetheart don’t you dare” he warned with a grave expression on his face. “I know. I know” you practically choked on the words as you forced them out.

It wasn’t like you wanted to still feel this way. You had fucked around and had plenty of sex with random people through the years but you never connected. There was no connection, no spark, no fire. One time you thought you had felt something with another man but realized every time you had sex you daydreamed about Druig. No matter what you did your body craved this man.

Lighting a cigarette you glanced quickly around your surroundings. It felt as if someone was watching you and that’s a feeling you couldn’t shake but wish you could. “Will I ever find him?” You mumbled to yourself before downing the rest of your drink and pouring another one. Through the years you picked up many bad habits trying to cope but currently your favorite was drinking yourself into a stupor when the pain got too bad.

That night you tossed and turned in your bed filled with confusing and intense dreams. When you woke in panic and sweat you had no idea what to think of it, so you took a walk.  Wrapping yourself in a blanket found on the couch you walked into the cool, breezy air and inhaled deeply. The scent of sea salt and pineapple filled your nose and calmed your body instantly. The wind blew again and you caught a whiff of something so familiar it seemed to haunt you. You knew that smell well. “No you’re brain is trying to trick you” you mumbled to yourself like a crazy person as you began pacing and looking around your surroundings. The smell came again and your body instinctively followed the trail as if it would bring you back to life, bring you back to yourself. A distant rumble of thunder rolled in over the water soothing your fried nerves. The lightning lit up the sky and a dark figure standing in front of you. “Druig” you whispered.

SNOWFALL

Part 4 Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Another Friday passed signaling the end of another week. Bucky still didn’t exist in your world. He had been gone. It was you and Steve sitting in the common area waiting for a text to start your meeting. The newest mission was right around the corner. You assumed Bucky would return in time for the departure.  The more you thought of him the more rage filled your body. Steve placed his large hand over your balled fist gently. “I know” was all he said. He was so used to making excuses for his friends behavior as he learned to work through his trauma. It was always a painful affair. And to be honest you blamed yourself. You always picked the difficult type. “It’s time” Steve announced and you finally stopped bouncing your leg. It was a habit you didn’t know you still had. Walking in tensely next to Steve he could feel the heat waves coming off of you. “Breathe y/n. If I know Bucky as well as I think I do, he won’t be there”Steve tried to calm you but it wasn’t working. Just the thought of seeing him made you so mad you could start seeing colors. Glancing up at the captains face you came to a realization. “You know where he is” you grumbled. Steve sighed, avoiding eye contact wrestling with himself if he should tell you the truth. “Uh yeah I do” he gave in, “he went on a solo assignment.” You just shook your head, “so I’m such a let down that he has to leave to get away from me”  you spat out in disgust before turning sharply into Fury’s office lobby.

“Steve claims that you have been training well enough to get back out there, is that true?” Nick asked you towering over your sitting figure. “Yes sir” you replied simply but with a bite. Nick raised his eyebrow in fascination. “Well then you leave tomorrow night. It will be a few days before you’re back home again. Steve has the debrief” , he stated as he handed the folder over to your team leader. “Great” you mentioned before abruptly getting up and leaving in a hurry to be with cigarettes and your thoughts.

A half a pack of cigarettes and a few beers later you laid down in your bed feeling ready to sleep. It would be the last chance to get some good hours in before leaving for a few days. You had closed your eyes and drifted off easily due to the alcohol in your system. Your dreams were filled with music and black leaving you to sleep peacefully for the first time in forever. A knock shook you from your blissful state instantly igniting a rage within you. Everyone knew if it was actually quiet in your room during the night to leave you the hell alone unless it was a Thanos level threat. You begrudgingly made your way to open your door to find Bucky looking disheveled and desperate. He had dark circles forming under his eyes and looked like he hadn’t been taking care of himself. “Y/N” he softly spoke, pulling at your stomach and making it flip. Without a word from you in return you slammed the door in his face. All the emotional baggage and anger bubbling over, taking over your brain. You stood with your back against the door panting as you tried to come back into yourself. Bucky stood at the door for a moment before turning around and leaving. You heard footsteps retreating and panicked. In one motion you opened the door and ran through it. You reached out and grabbed his hand to stop him from taking any more large steps. Your poor short legs couldn’t quite keep up. He stopped moving the second your skin touched together. He gave you the saddest look as you sighed and bowed your head. Gently you lead him inside your apartment in silence. The communication was understood between the two of you without words. You climbed into your bed and looked at him as he stood at the side of your bed speechless. You patted the empty side next to you and laid down getting comfortable trying not to wake yourself up too much so you could go back to sleep. The bed bounced softly as Bucky climbed in and got under the covers. You let out a deep breath with your eyes closed relaxing your body despite the rapid heart rate.

You had fallen asleep easily which was a surprise but a welcome one. Bucky laid there counting your breaths. It was something he did on missions when you were gone for days on end, it was something you didn’t know he did. It was his way of calming his anxiety at night. Within an hour bucky was finally safe from his thoughts. The room filled with the exhausted winter soldiers snores that you remained completely unaware of. Bucky mumbled groggily in his sleep, breaking yours. You lazily picked up your heavy arm and placed a finger on his lips making a soft shushing sound. Your finger stayed draped over his soft lips. He fell silent once again and you settled back into the soft pillows. The birds alerted you of mornings arrival dragging your body back to reality as the day began. The familiar sounds of recruits jogging in formation outside your window filled your ears. A smile was plastered on your face as you rolled over to find an empty bed. Your heart sank deep within your chest. The familiar sharp pain returning after such a quick reprieve. Sighing you rubbed your face trying to wake yourself up some more. The disappointment filled every inch of your body making you sluggish. Why did he keep doing this to you ? Why did you let him? 

At breakfast that morning you sat down next to Loki. “How are we feeling this morning, neighbor?” He asked innocently. Loki was one of your favorite people to hang out with because he never judged you and it was always a good time. Oftentimes you hung out in his apartment late at night because he was always up reading. You looked up and assessed the room seeing Bucky close by.  “Feeling pretty shitty after getting ghosted but you know whatever” you sarcastically snapped. His shoulders dropped at your words. It made you smirk that your words hit their target. He should know how you feel. It was a shitty thing to do. “A one night stand snuck out to avoid the walk of shame?” Loki asked with a chuckle in his voice. “I wish it was that simple” you mumbled sadly before getting up and leaving the kitchen. You blazed past Bucky in a flame of anger. “Y/n” he practically whispered as you whipped by him. You turned sharply on a dime, “just don’t. I’ll see you on the quinjet, 2200, don’t be late.” You snapped the order to find a surprised expression on his face. “Yes ma’am” he replied shakily. You whipped your head around and began walking away as fast as you could before you did anything you would regret.

SNOWFALL Part 3 Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

The next few days were filled with drills as an effort to clean up your operations outcomes for the next mission. You were pretty much in limbo waiting to be assigned to the next case. “Ugh!” You grunted as Steve slammed you into the ground again. You were starting to get frustrated that you couldn’t get this move down while sparring. “Seriously?” You whined disappointed with yourself. You were such a competitor that you had to get things right. “Again” you demanded hopping back onto your feet and wiping the little bit of sweat that gathered on your forehead. “Alright” Steve reluctantly agreed getting into his stance. He came at you with a fast and hard jab that you dodged easily. In the attempt you made to grab his arm and throw his body weight back at him you had lost your concentration due to his enhanced speed. Before you knew it he had his hand on your chest as he slammed you into the ground again. “Damnit!” You yelled into the room. Steve chuckled as you flipped him off. “Your problem is in your breath” Buckys voice wafted in making you jump. It had been just you and Steve for a few hours now. “Well someone slept in this morning.” You teased and he smirked. “Yeah doesn’t come often…can I show you?” Bucky asked rolling up his sleeves. His muscle flexed causing you to sweat more. His metal arm shining in the morning light. The air in the room froze as the moment unfurled. Bucky recoiled his hand immediately. Your heart raced as you stared him in his beautiful eyes. Your faces were close in proximity and it made you nervous. If you weren’t already sweating from working out you were now. Something within you began to stir in the depths of your belly. You wanted more. “Sorry” he apologized quickly turning his eyes to the floor. “There’s no need” you dismissed his comment and took a long sip of your water. “Well I have a meeting I need to get to you in 10.” Steve stated clearly trying to change the subject. “Alright then I’ll go ahead and work on my lesson plan for basic tactical class. See you boys later” you waved casually as you walked as quick as you could without alerting two trained super soldiers of your discomfort.

Flashes of panic and split second decisions filled his mind. The screams. The begging. And his least favorite part, the blood. “Please don’t this” the victim pleaded on her knees. Tears streamed down her face. “Please” she whispered right before he pulled the trigger. Bucky sat up panting as he tried to shake the image from his head. The familiar sickness boiling in his stomach. The vomit was close behind but he stuffed it down long enough to get his shirt on and take off down the hallway. His feet took him instinctively to the left side of the building. With no other thoughts besides wanting the pain to stop he knocked on the door. The door was unanswered for a few beats too long for Buckys comfort. He gulped quickly before trying the knob and finding it unlocked.

There looking through the dimly lit room he found you standing on the balcony blowing smoke out of your mouth and a drink in your hand. “I promise I try to let this go but I can't breathe”  the music sang as he took the image of you dancing by yourself in the moonlight. The chorus started and you raised your arms above your head as you tilted your face to the sky and sang along. “Don’t Leave. I need you”. The words hit like a wave washing over Bucky as he watched your expressions change with the music. You were lost in the song and he couldn’t help but get lost into you. He turned to leave when you noticed a presence besides yourself was in the room. “Bucky” you gasped. “Sorry! I uh I didn’t mean to startle you.” Bucky rambled making you chuckle. “It’s fine. What’s going on?” You wondered, turning down the music from blaring to easy listening. “I couldn’t sleep.” he mumbled, scratching the back of his neck. You smirked and put down your glass and opened up the bottle of whiskey to your right. Pouring a tall glass you softly handed it to him then proceeded back out to the balcony and breathing in the night air. Another puff of your cigarette later and Bucky was by your side. “I didn’t know you smoked” he stated a tone of surprise laced in his words. “Only when really stressed. It’s a bad habit I know” you bowed your head in shame. “It’s alright I’ve got my vices too” he admitted. “Yeah like what? Healthy walks in the middle of the night?” You joked clearly understanding his pain.  Well some of it. “Huh yeah” he chuckled,sipping his whiskey and smiling, “thanks” he held up the cup in a gentle salute to you. “Of course” you replied casually leaning over the rail.

You stood in silence enjoying each other’s company instead of facing the night by yourself. “You have a nice voice” Bucky mentioned randomly causing your cheeks to heat to a dangerous level. “Nah I just really love music” you tried to deny it. You’ve never been all that confident in your voice even though everyone told you that you sounded good. It was just a fact too hard for you to believe. “Was it..him?” You wondered softly approaching the subject cautiously. He swallowed hard before nodding his head yes. To be completely honest you were incredibly shocked that he shared even that information with you. Sure you, Steve and Bucky were teammates but you didn’t share that much with Bucky that was extra personal. Steve knew everything there was to know about you but Bucky was always harder to get to. But if there was one thing you knew it was that the winter soldier haunted him at night. In Natasha's words, you didn’t have a lot of red in your ledger. It was something Bucky and Steve were keen on protecting.

“I’ll be right back” you excused yourself to quickly use the restroom. You didn’t want him to think you were blowing him off. You were running over every look he gave you and every tone in his voice while you washed your hands. It felt so surreal to you that he would be here with you. Did he know how you truly felt? Did you even know how you truly felt?  Quickly you dried your hands and rushed out the bathroom door to find the balcony and room empty. “Don’t leave” Ellie Goulding sang as your heart dropped. Bucky had left you in the cold. Now you were more than confused.

It had been days of empty hallways and solo workouts. Long nights to yourself and it began to hurt. You were wondering why he just disappeared and if he was even ok. He was in a bad state the last time you saw him. You could see it behind his eyes the shock he was in from whatever he was dreaming about. Steve sat next to you on your balcony, pretty much your favorite place to be. “I mean what did I do? Did I just ruin this team? Is he that insecure about me?” You listed all your questions without a breath in between.  Your mind told you to stop but your mouth wouldn’t listen. “Am I crazy Steve?!” You exclaimed about to pull your hair out. Steve gave you the most complicated look you’ve ever seen come from those blue eyes. “Bucky he-he’s trying his best” was all he said before he left the room. You sighed deeply before groaning out loud and proceeding to pour yourself a drink.

SNOWFALL

Part 2

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Your ears were practically ringing by the time Bruce had a chance to look at you and assess your injuries. The exhaustion fully kicked in as you swayed back and forth slowly trying to keep yourself awake. “Looks like we got to you just in time. By the looks of your scans and listening to your lungs you’ve suffered from major contusions from blunt force trauma.” He stated putting his stethoscope around his neck. “You need to rest for the rest of the day with light activity as needed. Stay on campus. I’ll monitor you throughout the day.” He recommended in his soft tone.

“Thanks B” you finally said after a long yawn. He gently kissed the top of your head, “Of course. Go see Fury and then get some rest.” He chuckled before returning to his charts. Slowly you trudged out of the room smiling to yourself. Seeing your friend so happy in a medical setting helping his friends and staying actively engaged with the Avengers lightened your heart. You could tell Bruce felt so much better in this role, able to leave the Hulk behind.

After a quick elevator ride and a long walk down the hallway in the east wing, you arrived at a lobby space. Behind the desk was a red head with glasses buried deep in her computer. “Hey Stace” you mumbled pleasantly as you passed by still in your gear from the mission. “Morning y/n. Go right in” she ushered as you approached Nick’s office door. Once inside his large office you took a look outside through the glass window that wrapped around the whole office. The morning light was a bit too much for how tired you truly were. You winced as you sat down in a chair and took a look around the room. Steve sat three chairs down the long boardroom table. Bucky sat at the end opposite of you. Your eyes locked for a moment causing your heart to malfunction. Your already low blood pressure dipped even lower and your head became fuzzy. “How did this seemingly simple assignment become such a shit show?” Fury asked with a bite in his tone. You gulped slightly, “see what happened was” you began. “I don’t want to hear it!” He yelled causing you to close your eyes tightly in regret. You shared a quick glance with Steve feeling like a kid who just got slapped on the wrist. “I expect more from you three. You are my first strings! I don’t want to see this again” he growled. The warning came across loud and clear. “Go get yourselves cleaned up” he dismissed you, “and Cap I want to see the debrief on this on my desk by tonight” he ordered. Steve stood to his full height and curtly nodded his head in agreement, “yes sir”.

“Ahh someone looks like they got a good nights sleep!” Tony joked as he placed a giant family style plate of eggs in front of you. “Yeah yeah not all of us are old enough to claim our AARP benefits and have retired.” You grumbled playfully. “Ouch. See that really is a comment for our good friend Capsicle over there” he gestured in Steve’s direction. From across the room you could see the smirk on Buckys face as his expertly trained ears picked up on your words. “And I’m not retired. Just pulling back my hours” Tony jested popping a forkful of eggs in his mouth. “Eat up Y/N we had a long night” Steve advised as he sat down next to you. Even after an entire night of combat he managed to still smell fresh while you were purposefully hiding your armpits in hopes no one smelled them with the slightest of arm movement. “Not that hungry, just ready to shower” you shot back quickly stealing two pieces of toast and bouncing to your feet. You were eager to get clean and go to sleep to aid your sore body.

On the way back to your room you had to walk by the medical suite. The glass let you see Bruce hard at work. He casually looked up and put a thumbs up in the air as if to ask of you were feeling ok. You quickly responded with a thumbs up as well before heading down the south hallway. While you waited for the elevator at the end of the hall you couldn’t help but relive every moment of last night in your mind. The way he held you so tight. His scent. His voice in your ear. It sent chills down your spine. The beep alerting you of the elevator snapped you out of your thoughts which left you feeling empty and cold. Traveling up four floors and to the end suite with a black door and a wreath made of thorns adorning it, you finally made it home. You were one of the lucky ones. Tony, Bucky, you and Spidey had vast balconies with open views all around to see the grounds. On your fourth floor southern wing you had neighbors of Wanda and Vision not to mention Loki. At last after another hour of slowly getting out of your suit from last night and getting stuck in your ripped leather pants for awhile, you were finally laying your body to rest. Every muscle screamed with an ache as you tried to relax yourself enough to drift into a sleep.

You had blacked out for three hours when your eyes opened again. Groaning you looked at the clock highly annoyed with your body’s natural rhythm. “Come on y/n go back to sleep. Don’t do this now” you coached yourself out loud. You were a notorious one for roaming the halls at night due to your insomnia. You closed your eyes to try again and laid still for about five minutes. The sounds of the birds and recruits running drills on the grounds filled your ears. It became overwhelming. Without even thinking you had tossed your pillow across the room in anger. You angrily walked out to your balcony taking in the scenes of the day around you. The sun shone bright in the sky warming your skin. You didn’t want to admit it but it felt incredibly good. It was calling you back into the hustle and bustle of the day rather than your bed. Quickly you tied up your hair and poured a drink from your bar cart. A double jack and coke. Taking a sip you moaned in satisfaction and headed out your door.

Your feet took you outside to the back main grounds. Maybe a walk would coax you back into the relaxation you desperately needed. Only a few moments passed by before your training had alerted you that someone was behind you and indeed your ears picked up on the footsteps. These were well trained and mostly silent. They stayed in the path of your own. “I thought you only roamed at nighttime” Buckys soft voice wafted into your ears and down to your chest where he made it hard to breathe. “Couldn’t sleep?” You asked him and he nodded his head yes pushing back his long hair. “Something like that” he sighed, “mind if I join?” He motioned to the path ahead of you. “Of course not” you smiled as you sipped your drink. “Let me try that” he demanded softly grabbing your glass before you could say no. He took a sip and coughed. “Damn you could give Tony a run for his money. You are a heavy handed bartender. That’s a woman after my own heart” he chuckled handing the glass back to you. The blush evident on your cheeks and it wasn’t the alcohol. It made it hard to walk thinking of you being his. That was something you didn’t think could ever be possible. You were always going to be his team mate and that’s all. “Tell me something I wouldn’t know about you” he wondered opening up conversation after a few beats of comfortable silence. “Bucky you know me pretty well.” You argued. “Eh just try. I’m sure you could surprise me.” He pressured with a devilish smile on his face. “Ok fine” you accepted the challenges and fell silent staring at the clouds as you thought of something good. “Ok one time when I was six I went horseback riding. And it was amazing! Probably the happiest I had been the whole summer that is…until I fell face first in a pile of mud.” You admitted. “Did the horse buck you off?” He asked clearly interested. “Hell yeah he bucked me off and when I looked up wiping mud from my eyes a giant toad was sitting there and croaked at me. I ran away screaming! And ever since that day I’ve been afraid of all frogs and toads. You will not see me ever dressing up as the princess and the frog for Halloween” you laughed. Bucky threw his head back with a smile as he took in the story. You had never seen him so alive. More importantly you had never been the person to make him feel this way.

An hour of passing anecdotes back and forth and you both were ready to rest your legs. Underneath the shade of a willow tree you laid on the soft, warm grass. Bucky lay next to you. “You make things seem normal. You make me feel normal” he mumbled but your ears caught every word. All you could do was lay there and try not  to get the big fat smile on your face noticed by him. “I’m glad” was all you could say even though your heart was about to take off into space. The pair of you laid in the grass for another two hours side by side in silence. Bucky looked over at you and found you facing him with closed eyes now peacefully asleep. He smiled to himself taking you in and feeling content for the first time in awhile. He turned his head back to the sky and closed his eyes as well. He finally felt safe enough to do so.

BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL PAIN

Part 3 Pairing: Druig x Reader

The next morning Sersi sat watching a butterfly flutter in the soft breeze and she smiled to herself contemplating its beauty. “Did you feel that?” You asked from your perch on a flat rock a few yards away as you sunbathed happily. Sersi crinkled her eyebrows and focused intently. A strong and distant rumble began to shake the earth. “It’s coming from over there” she pointed as one by one Gil, Ikaris and Kingo arrived by your side. The front door to the house swung open revealing Druig. Instantly your throat closed and your jaw clenched. “DEVIANT!” Phastos hollered as he sprung into action. With almost no time for reaction you ducked as the deviant leapt over your head just barely missing you. Placing your hand open at your hip a sword appeared in blazing gold light as you readied to help take on the beast.

With ferocious tenacity you attacked the deviant with a strong blow to the leg. You smiled as it wailed in pain but it was only satisfaction to your ears. You went to make your next move but was stopped by a flash of light. Ikaris was doing his best to keep the deviant at bay. The light however didn’t do anything good for you. Triggered by the brightness your eyes rolled and you found yourself falling into a world that wasn’t immediately familiar. That was until you saw him lying there. “Oh Druig” you sighed in sadness. “Get up” you encourage quietly as you stood far away. “Come on come on get up.” You said louder, “You have to get up!” You screamed. Still there was no change. Your heart began to pound and sweat dripped from your forehead in a panic. There was a funny metallic taste in your mouth as you tried to breathe. “Druig!” You screeched. The vision cut out just in time for you to be swept off your feet and fast. A few hundred yards away you slammed into a tree with immense force that knocked the wind out of you and cracked your ribs. The sound had only confirmed your suspicions as you laid there immobilized by the pain.

A sudden creaking alerted you and alarmed every fiber in your being. It was happening too quickly for you to react. The palm tree you collided with had cracked and was falling. Within seconds the tree fell on top of you, the force left you gasping for breath but unable to attain it. Lying there losing your ability to breathe as you waited for Ajak’s healing to work you were holding back tears. The pain was becoming overwhelming. Inside you were waiting on him to come to your aid.

Druig was in the thick of the battle against the deviant. Quickly trying to catch his breath in between evasive maneuvers he looked around to find you. He had sensed something was wrong with you. And of course he was right. Druig caught the eye of Gilgamesh and frowned slightly before turning back to his work. Gil growled in anger at his actions before taking off to check on your status.

“Y/N” Gil called out as he kneeled by your side. “He didn’t come” you whispered, “I told you I was stupid to even think for a second-“ you began to say but the look on Gils face was enough to shut you up. “Don’t finish that sentence” he wished desperately, “let’s get you inside”. Slowly he lifted you up and held you in his strong arms to bring you to shelter.

Propping yourself on your pillow you sat in a brooding mood for the third day in a row. You didn’t leave the room for fear of having to see Druig. You were so angry and so hurt. You needed him the most and he wasn’t there. Ajak couldn’t heal that. She couldn’t heal heartbreak. Mostly you just felt stupid for even believing he had feelings for you. Who were you to believe you were something special? He could have anyone.  Why should he choose you?

At dinner it was quiet once again as everyone ate around the awkwardness that hung in the air. Druig was steaming at the end of the table as he glared at his meal. The food had done nothing wrong but he had and he knew it. No one wanted to confront him about it. They wouldn’t be valuing their life enough to cross him in a mood such as this. The silence became almost deafening as he stared at the empty chair that was yours, the anger was bubbling over to a point he was close to losing control over. Before he knew it Druig was on his feet storming out with no destination in mind. As soon as he cleared the room Ikaris looked around to the rest of his team.

“Wouldn’t want to be in the way of that” he commented smugly to a few chuckles that circulated the room. Behind the wall you hid behind you smirked to yourself relishing in his bad mood.

BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL PAIN Pairing: Druig x Reader Part 2

The day had been fairly productive for you despite your growing anxiety. You couldn’t shake the vision, it was too dark and seemed to cast a shadow behind you wherever you went. Druig left you to your own thoughts all day even though you needed his presence the most. He didn’t always speak the most words but he said everything in his silence. Looking up over your sketch pad you blew that pesky stray hair out of your face to see him walking up in deep conversation with Phastos. The butterflies took flight causing you to smudge your line a little far skewing the entire picture of the trees you were attempting to draw. Sighing in frustration you threw the pad onto the table in defeat. “It didn’t look still that bad to me” Gil chuckled before placing a large plate of piping hot vegetables before you. You rolled your eyes playfully but silently thanked him through the look in your eyes.

One by one everyone found their way to the table to join for dinner. After biting into a soft, warm piece of bread you took a glance to the place in front of you. His deep and intense eyes already peering at you intently as if he was trying to see your soul. Well maybe he could see it. Quickly you grabbed the empty glass to your right and filled it with as much wine as you could get away with before anyone labeled it unusual. Sipping the wine as fast as possible you felt your nerves began to calm in the tingling fires of alcohol. “So Y/N anything we should know about? I thought I heard footsteps in the night. Who’s the visitor?” Kingo wondered causing you to choke on the liquid currently in your mouth. You instantly made eye contact with Druig pleading  for release from the situation. “How are we sure you’re not trying to pawn off your catch of the week on y/n?” Druig asked his tone sharp and slightly condescending. “I mean that is true Kingo. You do have a lot of visitors” Gil stated coming to your defense. You felt as if you could sink into a black hole or maybe you just wanted to. “It’s better than listening to those two all night” Sprite motioned to Ikaris and Sersi. Everyone erupted in laughter giving you the needed break to escape from the table.

Standing by the nearby stream you were able to catch the best view of the sunset. “Gil” you called out softly, “I know it’s you”. He reached out and grabbed your hand squeezing it slightly. “It’s beautiful tonight isn’t it?” He commented opening the conversation you know he came over to have. “Indeed it is. This is my favorite spot to come…think or draw” you admitted. “So I’ve noticed” he smiled, “among other things” he hinted. You groaned throwing your head back. “We don’t have to talk about this” you dismissed attempting to walk away. “I mean it’s just Druig. It’s just …he’s just…you know he’s Druig.” You stammered as you suddenly turned back around facing him letting the words attempt to leave your mouth and make sense. “Why don’t you just tell him you love him?” He offered. “You know why” you nearly whispered your eyes diverting to the ground now as you walked away. “Maybe it won’t happen” Gil said grabbing your hand before you could get too far away. “It’s what I pray for everyday” you confessed.

Night came quicker than expected or maybe that was just your mind that was too busy to notice time changing. You lay on your bed on your back staring at the starlight peaking through the ceiling tile. You always loved that broken piece. Smiling to yourself as you allowed the distraction to take over you the anxiety had seemed to ease. But it was only momentarily. You turned onto your side facing the wall placing your hand on the cold stone. He was there. Right next to you but so far away. It made your heart ache. Well that put it lightly. It made your heart feel as if you were having an active heart attack that wouldn’t stop. It hurt to breathe. It hurt to hold your breath. But when he looked at you, damn. You felt seen. You felt beautiful. “Goodnight” you whispered to the wall as if it would bring him to you.

“Did you say something?” His voice wafted in from the entryway. You inhaled sharply feeling immensely embarrassed. Turning around slowly you saw the familiar outline flowing from the candle that was nearly burnt out. “Yeah uh just you know wishing the world a good night. I do it for the good juju” you tried to explain tucking yourself hair behind your ear. “Well I might have to try that myself. I’ve had enough bad luck to last me my lifetime.” He stated bluntly. You crinkled your eyebrows, your heart taking a punch. “I wouldn’t believe that even if it were true” you encouraged blowing him off with a wave and a smile. Even though it was true. You closed your eyes only for a moment and saw flashes of his face. But it wasn’t his. It didn’t belong to the Druig you knew. This one was scared and in pain. When you opened your eyes again he was gone, but behind him he left the heaviness you felt in your heart.

SNOWFALL

Part 1

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

“James” you whispered in the dark. The caution and fear in your voice as you blindly searched for him.

“James” you tried again. It was miraculously silent. Your heart pounded so loud it was all you could hear through your ears until you heard him groaning slightly. Sweat poured from your glands dripping down your forehead as if you had suddenly become a fountain.

“Please tell me you’re alive.” You begged your voice breaking. The time to sound brave was far past and now you were left with raw emotion.

A hand reached out and grabbed you by the arm pulling you back at the same time another hand covered your mouth suppressing your scream. Your body tensed instinctually before calming itself once the familiar smell of Bucky reached your nose.

“It’s me” he barely breathed. You could tell he was in a fairly large amount of pain.

“I feel like I’m drowning” you rasped as you attempted to breathe. The breaths came short, shallow and painfully slow.

“It’s probably a collapsed lung” Bucky diagnosed as his hand held you up.

“You?” You wondered as the two of you crouched attempting to leave without any more combat.

“Stabbed in the thigh” he groaned, sounding completely irritated. The mission had gone to hell the moment your cover was blown.

“Where’s Steve?” You hurriedly whispered. Bucky signaled to be quiet with his finger as his brow furrowed. The hunter in him ignited as he crouched forward like a cat ignoring the searing pain in his thigh. He barely breathed as his eyes took in every sound and movement around you. He quickly pointed to the side then upwards indicating Steve was on the roof of the east entrance and that’s where you needed to get to.

Footsteps above you alerted you of the teams position. You counted quickly in your head and made out three operatives heading Steve’s way. You knew they wouldn’t stand a chance against him but you worried anyway. You worried about your whole team that way, it just came with the business. Bucky held you closely tightening his grip every once in a while when the pain got too bad for him. Your own pain you could barely feel you just wanted to make it to your bed tonight. Buckys breath on your neck made your heart rate hasten. He always did, anything he did caught your attention. But he would never know it, at least that’s how it felt to you.

After a few hundred feet your lungs met the cold winter air. Instantly a chill ran deep inside your bones as you tried to adjust to the weather. The darkness only adding to your chills. The gentle snowfall was the only sound that registered to your ears. The muffled pitter patter of the snowflakes hitting the ground played tricks on your senses. A quick but soft whistle broke through your wandering thoughts. Your head shot up to the roof to see Steve signaling to you. He was telling you to meet behind the tree line. That meant the coast was clear and you both had a safe path to the quinjet. Immediately Bucky started towards his ride home not letting you go too far from his grasp. Torturously you trudged through the bramble of branches on the ground. One caught a hold of your foot and caused your overtired body to fall straight to the ground. This was just adding to your list of bullshit for the night. Bucky instantly wrapped his strong hands around your arms causing your blood to race through every part of your body leaving you nearly breathless. He helped you to your feet. Your eyes locked and in that moment time seemed to slow all together. You know the whole cliche movie moment was playing behind your eyes as you took in your own reality. You couldn’t leave his gaze no matter how hard you tried to. He kept you there hypnotized.

“Are you ok?” He asked quickly as he shook his head slightly.

“Just barely” you answered truthfully just trying to assess yourself for a pulse. After many painful steps you were finally able to plop your exhausted body down on the bench.

“What the hell just happened?” Bucky heaved as he tried to recover from the nights activities.

SNOWFALL MASTERLIST

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5 Part 6

BUCKY BARNES/ WINTER SOLDIER MASTERLIST

Series:

Snowfall

BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL PAIN

Part 1 Pairing: Druig x reader, Druig x oc, Druig x y/n Warnings:

The light appeared fuzzy before your eyes. A sickening ringing stayed in your ears no matter what you did. the nausea overcame you bringing you to your knees. You began to crawl on all fours as the pounding took your breath away with each blow. Taking a steadying breath you called out weakly, “Druig”. It was silent only for a moment as your eyesight now blackened. You were losing the fight to the massive migraine pounding you into oblivion. Just as your eyes were closing you made out the shape of Druig kneeling down to your level on the ground. He placed his hands gingerly on your forehead assessing your temperature before he turned his eyes gold. In your mind you immediately began to chant, “you are not having a migraine. You are not in pain. Sleep” over and over again. His voice was soothing to you almost hypnotic as you let him heal you from the inside out.

Druig picked up your body and gently placed you onto your bed once again before taking his place next to you as you slumbered. He sat waiting staring into the dark for your vision to unfold. Within seconds you saw flashes of light and hot white emotion. Your skin heated up as your body was overwhelmed with the warning unveiling behind your eyelids. The vision ended with you shooting up trying to grasp reality once again. “Something big is coming” you whispered into the night. He stared back at you a worried expression evident even in the low light. “What do you mean?” He pressed on. “So much death.  So many screams.” You mumbled in a monotone voice. “Hey Y/N you’ve got to tell me more. What’s coming?” He started to ask placing his hand in your shoulder. His voice was dripping with concern over your state. “Y/N” he whispered your name so sweetly it sent chills down your spine. He barely touched the strand of hair that dangled in front of your eye. Your hair in a messy bun from your restless slumber.

“I heard commotion” a voice appeared in the doorway. Druig immediately tensed up and retracted his hand. “I’ve got it handled Ikaris” Druig snapped. His voice was cold and calculated. There was no warmth to be felt from his energy exuding from his body. You could feel the tension between the air particles filling you with anxiety. Your exhausted body had enough energy to say one last thing before giving into resting, “Druig, don’t.” You advised him lifting and dropping your hand haphazardly. Once your voice spoke you felt him start to melt his shoulders relaxing as you asserted your wishes. Ikaris had left the room by the tell of his fading footsteps leaving you to not worry about an alpha male showdown. Though Druig wasn’t like that. He only pretended to be. And his smugness well it got to you. It made you smile. “You’re my vice. What are you doing to me?” His voice rasped when he thought you were sleeping once again. Instead your heart skipped a few paces.

Hours later your eyes popped open with vision blurry as you tried to look around your now bright room. Sitting up and grabbing your head as the residual feelings of pain sat on your skin. The stark warning replaying in your memory. All of a sudden the walls felt as if they were closing closer to you. Your breath caught and you began to rub your arms feeling very uncomfortable as you attempted to sit in a ball. “Where was he?” You wondered. Slowly getting up you looked around the seemingly empty house and found your way to the door. The Babylon sun warming your cold, damp skin almost instantly. Carefully scanning your surroundings you spotted a dark haired man sitting on a rock. He was busy tampering with something in his hands. Placing a hand on his shoulder you reached down to his ear, “You should rest”. He just smiled and chuckled to himself. “I’ll be fine. My only concern is you.” he admitted. Your cheeks flashed red in an attempt to hold yourself together. “They’re getting worse” you stated quietly. “I know” was all he said before getting up and walking away into the fields surrounding the house you shared with the others. Sometimes the migraines lasted for days before the vision appeared. Sometimes not even Druig could help your pain he could only ride it out with you. In those times he guarded you from everyone. Not even Gil could come visit you.  He protected your body and mind so that you could heal as quickly as possible. He wanted nothing but to keep you safe form the world and yourself. He hated that sometimes he couldn’t even do that.

Druig was always funny to you. You had the feeling he had true feelings for you but he quite often left you in the cold. Standing there watching him wander aimlessly you couldn’t help but feel confused. He felt distant from you now. Your heart didn’t agree with it. All you wanted was to feel that warmth of him next to you again. If he wanted to know how you felt he only had to take a look. It was written plainly and obviously across your face at any moment. He turned around twirling the rock he had within his fingers and offered a small smile before returning to his thoughts. In that moment your breath cut out and your knees weakened but it was all you needed to strengthen you for the days to come.

BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL PAIN MASTERLIST

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THE ETERNALS MASTERLIST

DRUIG Beautiful Beautiful Pain