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stuckybarton · 3 years

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Red Velvet Cake

Summary: Behind the sweet smile and angelic personality was a spitfire when someone dared destroy her little bakery in the heart of New York. Steve finds that out the hard way when his girlfriend's bakery becomes collateral damage in a small fight in New York. Warning: Profanities. Mild Violence. (Two Loud Slaps to be specific). Grammar Errors. Not Beta’d. Characters: Unnamed Female Character x Steve Rogers Words: 1,775 A/N: I don’t know, I just thought of this idea and thought why not. Masterlist

You had never thought your life would become this wild, but you've gone with the flow. Who would have ever thought that finally starting this bakery in the heart of New York. It was tough, with just a handful of employees, would bring you into so much chaos in your once peaceful life.

Meeting the Avengers had been a wild ride with a smooth beginning for you. First meeting Sam, a man that was looking for a quick snack post-work out. A man with a soft smile and quick quips that brought a smile on everyone's faces every single time he would come to visit. Then eventually, he came not alone, but with two of his best friend and your life changed ever since.

Bucky Barnes was the mellow of the trio, preferring to stay in the background while Sam would try his hardest to flirt with you and push his other friend with you. But he always had this charm on him that had a few of your female employees swooning just by the simply nickname of Doll he would throw at them.

But Sam's other friend had all his attention on you just as much as you had your entire attention on him. The dame that always spoiled him with sweets and made him enjoy morning runs more now that your bakery become their daily stop after.

It started out with the flirtation, at least that was what Steve believed it to be. Having been used to Sam's daily flirtation, you got so immune to it that it had become easier to hide the warmth in your cheeks or the heart eyes that Sam and Bucky were once quick to point out when Steve wasn't looking. Eventually it ended with him finally asking you out for lunch and the rest, as they say was history between the two of you.

Eventually, it had brought you into the circle of what was his team. The Avengers. Starting with one Tony Stark that had visited your bakery one fair morning and brought everything in your bakery long before the trio would come for their visit. It was an eventful day for you, that much you could admit. Everyone had the rest of the day to themselves and gave you time to spend with Steve, as annoyed as he was to not be able to have his usual treats. You made him your special apple pie as compensation, much to his enjoyment.

Then it was the rest of the team, Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff, and Vision. Visiting after getting a taste of your pastries that Tony Stark had generously provided for the team. Now like the trio, you now have another trio you can call as your regulars. Then there was Clint Barton, Thor, and Dr. Bruce Banner that eventually came to visit after everyone had egged them on and they would come for a few pastries and coffee, but not as much as the rest of the bunch. You were alright with that, being able to meet Steve's team and knowing each and every single one of them were good people in their own little way was enough for you.

Weeks turned into months, and months now turned to almost two years. Your life at the bakery was filled with ups and downs just as much as your relationship with one Steve Rogers. The constant fear you had when he was on a mission, uncertain whether he would come back alive or not. Then there was the more often than not times that you were too consumed with the bustling number of customers than you only had time to give him a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek before helping out on the cashier. It had once been a fight between the two of you because of your line of work, but you would constantly compromise. He was out saving the world while you were living the dream you had always wanted for yourself with baking. Instead of his apartment in Brooklyn, Steve was now living with you, in the humble little apartment you had above the bakery. Your little piece of heaven.

This life you had created with Steve was something you had never thought you'd have for yourself but you were enjoying it immensely. You would want nothing more in your life. Until things had gone horribly bad and you want nothing more than to kill Steven Grant Rogers and the rest of the Avengers.

Y/N was going to kill him. That much Steve had known while they continued on with the debriefing. A quarter of New York City was wiped clean by the attack of the alien overlord attempting their luck on the planet. As much as Tony had assured that they could stay in the tower while repairs were being made, He was still uncertain with what you would be feeling because of it.

Nothing hurts him more than seeing you sad or disappointed.

"What's the ETA on the repair?" he inquired as soon as the meeting was done.

"More or less two weeks. We've had our team assure Y/N that her employees would be paid full for the two weeks while we are doing repairs." Tony explained. "Last time I heard she barely spoke a word while she helped her employees with cleaning up."

Steve could only sigh, annoyance peaking through his mind. It was worst than he thought.

"Mister Stark, Ms. Y/L/N is on her way to the meeting room." F.R.I.D.A.Y announced.

Before the A.I could finish with the announcement, the sudden slam of the door had everyone's head turn, every single one ready for another fight. But the sight of the innocent Y/N looking displeased brought everyone to a slight calm. There was still a problem, but this was better than another alien attack.

"Babe-"

The resounding slap had everyone else wincing. So much for the Super Serum. Everyone could see the red imprint on Steve's face and your shaky hand responsible for the said mark on the Captain's face.

"Your fucking shield destroyed the ramekins." you snapped, Steve could practically see you shaking from where you stood in front of him.

You were nothing, compared to him, a Super Soldier. But just the sight of you, fuming to the nose made everyone believe that you can easily take him on. This was a genuine surprise for Steve. He had seen so much side of his girlfriend of nearly two years. Through many stages of emotional turmoil, happiness, sadness, annoyance, dysphoria, and that godforsaken puppy dog eyes that he could never say no to. But this, the sight of you angry, genuinely furious was the last thing he would have ever thought to see from you.

"Everyone has a long day, Y/N." Tony approached and the glare than now focused on her made it very well known that his presence and his response was the biggest mistake he has ever made in the moment. "Why don--"

Tony wasn't able to finish his sentence as he gets to experience the same slap handed to him by you. Without the Super Soldier Serum, the sound of the slap resounded even louder than the former. Everyone was left in a mix of shock and the need to hold in their laughter at the shock look than now lingered on Tony's face as he rubbed his red cheek.

"As for you," you snapped pointing your finger right into Tony. "You're going to pay for both the fuckin bakery and my apartment upstairs. Of all the places Stark, you just had to throw the alien on my newly renovated bathroom."

Tony could only nod.

"Your people also need to talk to my employees, some of them are injured because a big fucking green dickhead thought it would be nice to throw alien matters into the basement like basketballs through the hoops." you snapped side-glancing towards the guilty Bruce Banner that refused to make any eye contact with you. "You're covered for their hospital bills, therapy, and two weeks of their supposed shift."

Tony gaped nodding.

"Jesus, why the fuck does it always have to be New York, better yet, why the hell does it have to be in the US? There are so many fucking countries in this world." You ranted turning your attention back to Steve that now broke into a small smile at your outburst. "You're not off the hook. We're staying here, but you're sleeping on the coach until further notice."

What smile he had now comes falling from his face. Blinking, this was a dangerous situation. Far more dangerous than his earlier encounter with the aliens only hours ago. But all he could do was nod, not knowing if any protest from him would result in a worst punishment.

"Sam," you turned to the man that now looked scared to be your focus. "Can you show me to the kitchen? I'll try making everyone someone to eat. God knows you're all starving." you request, all signs of anger now slowly dissolving from your features.

Steve didn't know what scared him more at this point, your anger or how quick you were able to recover from said anger. As Sam escorted you out of the meeting room, the rest of the team also made their way out to help you in whatever you may need in the kitchen. It now left Steve and Tony alone, practically still feeling the aftermath of your slap.

"Having second thought about proposing, Lover Boy?" Tony finally broke the awkward silence.

Taking a deep breath, the first chuckle all day finally escaped his lips.

No, he was far from having second thoughts. The engagement ring hidden in his locker room made it evident to him what he was about to do on their 2nd anniversary. It would take some convincing on your part after what happened. But you loved him enough to forgive him for what happened, since technically it wasn't really his fault why the bakery was ruined.

"The proposal is still a go, Tony." he responds finally leaving the meeting room to making his way to the kitchen, already hard at work with cooking what he assumed was spaghetti and meatballs and his favourite red velvet cake.

"Steve's not having any cake right?" Nat asked as soon as she caught sight of him.

"You know what, Romanoff--"

"Not even a fucking crumb." Your response even with you facing away from him had everyone roaring in laughter and Steve rolling his eyes even with the smile on his lips growing bigger at the situations.

The things he has to endure for love.

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thesassmisstress · 5 years

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U+Ur Hand (Loki x Reader)

This oneshot is written for @wxntersoldiers 4k Writing Challenge Celebration. Lalya, Congratulations on those. You really deserve them, 'cause you're a bloody great writer. Keep doing your thing ❤️❤️

I hope you all, as well as she, will enjoy reading it, as much as I enjoyed writing it. ❤️❤️

Summary: The Reader and Loki have had a fight, ‘cause he was jealous. Of THOR! As pissed as she was, she knew he was really jealous, so she wanted to give him something to actually be jealous of.

Warnings: Jealous!Loki (‘cause that is a warning), Jealous!Reader, swearing, Loki being an idiot, a lot of implications, false accusations, brief mentions of some ships I stan....

Girls tell everyone to get ready. We’re going clubbing tonight. -Y/N

Is everything okay? -Wanda

Tony’s usually the one who wants clubbing and you complain all the time during that night. -Nat

We’re going to ‘Give ‘em hell’. -Y/N

Give hell to the boys? -Jane

Count me in. -Darcy

Me too. -Sharon

Me three -Hope

That’s a name of that new, popular Karaoke club. Pepper wanted us to check it out. -Maria

And now, we’re finally going. -Pep

Let me guess, Loki was being a dick? -Wanda

He’s always a dick. -Carol

Just notify everyone that we’re going. Tell them to be ready by 8.00pm, or we’re leaving without them. -Y/N

All of you are coming to my room to get ready around 4/5. -Y/N

And bring your dress, you’ll use it to impress. -Y/N

Or kill. -Y/N

Whichever you prefer. -Y/N

With that, you turned your phone off, throwing it onto the bed. You threw yourself after it, completely annoyed with the way your day was going.

First – Fury told you that you had one hour to do the whole team’s paperwork for the past three missions, ‘cause your boyfriend hadn’t done it, like he was supposed to.

Second – You needed to fix another one of your boyfriend’s messes.

Then – Thor was basically torturing you. Even though he was the one who suggested you learn the ropes of Asgardian language and culture.

And, last, but not least, your boyfriend threw a hissy fit, which put you into this mood – murderous one.

Coming out of the conference room, you were laughing with Thor, who had, apparently, learned some jokes in the past few weeks. And they were damn hilarious.

During the past few weeks, around a certain time, when you knew Loki wasn’t in the tower, you went to the conference room with Thor, where he’d teach you the ways of the Asgardian language and culture. Today, you’ve managed to read ten of Asgardian stories, which you were very proud of.

Suddenly, you were pulled by your arm into a dark room.

Taking your knife out of the knife holder on your thigh, you turned toward the culprit, ready to attack.

“Loki, what the hell? I could have hurt you.”

“The knife you’re holding can’t hurt me more than you already have.” He stated, his voice thunderous, while his eyes were a storm of emotions.

“I swear I didn’t touch any of your books without your permission, nor your knives. And I didn’t eat any of the candy out of your stash. Sure, I took that green shirt you love, but I told you I’ll return it.”

“Please, those petty things never mattered. I only fought over those because I wanted you to tell me the truth.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” You were puzzled, as you looked him dead in the eye.

“I am talking about you shagging my brother.” He spat out, through gritted teeth. You laughed at him.

“No, seriously. What is it?” You searched his eyes, trying to figure it out. You thought he was annoyed because you were playing with his books and knives again, which you lied about. “Oh, my God, you are serious.” You huffed. “How many times do I have to tell you, anything I ever felt toward your brother…”

“So you feel something toward him. Lovely. And here I was, thinking that I finally had something that my brother would never have.”

“was strictly pla… So now I’m a thing that you own? Loki, are you even listening to yourself?” You asked, completely angry at him for all the bullshit he was spewing at you. “When you’ve carefully thought everything through, you can come and apologize. Until then, you can go and fuck yourself, Loki Odinson! Goodbye!” And with that, you stormed off to your room, completely annoyed with the dickhead that your boyfriend was being. You slammed your door shut, locked them, and then you took your phone out and got into the Girl zone group chat.

“I’m ready.” Natasha said. Her red hair was curled to perfection, her make-up was natural, except for the bold red lipstick which adorned her plump lips, but it went great with the black dress and red shoes. Sharon and Carol looked just like a bit taller, blonde copies of her, except that Sharon had a beige lipstick, while Carol had a dark, blood red lip gloss. Hill was also dressed like them, but her hair was in a bun and she went natural.

“Finally.” You sighed. You girls were getting ready for the past three and a half hours and you’re all finally ready.

You turned to look all of them over. Pepper had her hair straight with natural make-up, black leather dress and matching heels. Jane, Hope and Darcy had dressed themselves in a similar manner, just a bit looser outfit for Jane, tighter for Darcy, while Hope had fishnet stockings.

Wanda put on a black dress, over which was a black leather jacket, which she paired with black heels, red lipstick and black smoky eyes.

Nodding at all of them appreciatingly, you turned to the mirror, giving yourself a once-over. You had on a similar outfit to the one Wanda was wearing, but your dress was tight in all the right places, while your biker leather jacket was also tight. Your lipstick was a blood red shade and you smirked at your curls, before gesturing for the girls to slowly clear the room.

Ten minutes you were waiting for the boys. When none of them appeared by 8.00, you girls split into two cars and left for the club. You were with Natasha, Wanda, Carol and Maria, while Jane, Hope, Darcy, Pepper and Sharon were in Hope’s car. Carol and Jane voted to be the designated drivers, which was fine by all of you.

The music in the club was playing very loudly. Usually, this would be too loud for your taste, but when you were fueled by your anger, which was paired up with alcohol, you didn’t care about it. It took two hours of your and the girls’ clubbing before some very annoyed men entered the club you were in. You girls didn’t care, you kept on dancing with one another. You were paired up with Natasha and Darcy, all three of you dancing and grinding against one another, leaning from tipsy to drunk. Bruce was away for some doctor’s convention, and Bucky was carefully watching Darcy. The two of them have been dating for a few weeks, and Bucky was possessive, but he knew that you and Natasha could take care of his doll. The other girls were all dancing with their significant others (Pepper and Tony, Carol and Rhodey, Hope and Scott, Jane and Thor, Wanda and Vision, who was in his human form, Steve with Sharon, Maria with Sam). You boyfriend was chatting to Bucky about something, his jaw would clench from time to time, but you made yourself act like you didn’t care, not looking at him once in the past twenty minutes.

Bucky sauntered over to you and took Darcy by her waist and started dancing with her. You turned toward to Natasha, to find her missing. You took out your phone, about to text her, when you saw that she already told you that ‘Bruce is back early, so she had to leave’. You nodded your head, before smirking to yourself.

You went to the bathroom to freshen up a bit. Five minutes later, you got out and saw him dancing, in the corner, with some blonde bimbo. He had his hands all over her and you were not happy with that. You looked at him dead in the eyes, before nodding your head at him, and going toward the middle of the dance floor, where you knew he could see you. You closed your eyes, lips turning into a smile, as you let yourself sway with the rhythm of the music. You opened your eyes for a moment, seeing that his eyes were dark with lust – you couldn’t tell for whom it was, though – you or the blonde.

One guy grabbed you by the waist. You turned around.

“Can I buy you a drink?” The guy asked. His breath reeked of alcohol. Out of the corner of your eyes, you could see his friends giving him thumbs up and showing a hundred-dollar bill. You smirked, before looking back at him.

“I want to dance by myself.”

“You were dancing to your girlfriend some time ago. I’m up for a threesome.”

“Sorry, you’re out of luck.” He tried to take me by the arm

“Dude, it’s just not happening. Tell your friends whatever you want. I’ll give you a thousand-dollar-bill to leave me the fuck alone, a’ight?”

“You’re a bitch. You dressed for…”

You saw a group of guys you knew, which were all waving at you. Grinning, you waved back, but turned back around and turned back toward the dickhead.

Then, you felt that a guy came toward you from behind, telling you how he wanted to dance with you.

“Sister, is this guy bothering you?”

“Why didn’t you just say you were here with someone?” The guy asked, before turning around and leaving.

You looked at Loki, before turning to your savior, smirking. You already knew what his name was, as well as who he is.

“Grant Douglas Ward” You grinned at him, before hugging him tightly.

Last time you had seen him, he was brought back to life for the second time, just like Coulson. You were the one who trained him when he began his training for SHIELD and you haven’t seen him in the last a few months, but you texted every once-in-a-while. You two had a friendship even during his training, and you hung out even when your romance with Loki was starting. He acted toward you like an older brother when he began working like a normal agent. And, just like most members of your Avengers family did not support your relationship with Loki, despite never meeting him.

“Y/N Y/M/N Y/L/N” He hugged you back, before nodding his head in Loki’s direction. “He trying to make you jealous?”

“Yupp.”

“You want revenge?”

“Absolutely. You want a raise?”

“Absolutely.” He threw your words back at you, before you both laughed. You danced like any other friends would, for two songs, before you saw Loki kissing that blonde bimbo. With fury in your eyes, you asked Grant to give you his phone. He already had your number, so he raised his eyebrow at you.

The karaoke will start at midnight, when everyone is tipsy enough, which is in less than thirty minutes. I’m going to the bathroom to freshen up. Go to the DJ and say that Y/N Y/L/L will be singing this song. Bring me the Tequila to get some courage and then I’ll catch you after the song. I’ll treat you with a drink for saving me.

Nodding at you, after reading the text, he smirked and sauntered off in the direction of the stage. You, on the other hand, decided to walk toward the bathroom. Suddenly, you felt yourself hit a wall, and you were soon surrounded by a familiar smell. He spun you around and your eyes met his.

“How about you stop trying to make me jealous, darling?”

“How about you fuck off? I was just dancing to an old friend. And now I’m going to fix my make-up.” You announced. “Do continue your rendezvous with the blonde. Excuse me” You looked over your shoulder to see him watching you like a hawk, wiggling your fingers at him, you turned around the corner and soon enough you were in the bathroom. As you relieved yourself, he barged into the bathroom stall you were occupying.

“What do you want, Loki?”

“I want to show you who you belong to.” He said, before his lips found yours. His hands were rough as they went over your clothes. He kept pinching and touching you possessively, his hand going dangerously low. He kissed you twice, before you had come to your senses and pushed him away. You opened the door of the stall and worked on fixing your make-up.

“I don’t belong to anyone. I’m not a thing you can possess, Loki. If you want to own someone, go to the brainless blonde you were groping less than five minutes ago.”

“I never wanted her. I was only dancing and touching her, because I wanted to make you jealous.” Loki breathed out. “I swear to you, I do not want to nor will sleep with any woman other than you. Not tonight, or ever.”

“You swear?”

“On Asgard, Vallhalla and everything I hold dear, including you.”

“Alright. I’ll believe you.”

“Now, will you let me buy you a drink and then we can continue where we just left off?” He suggested, wiggling his eyebrows seductively.

“No. Keep your drink and money. You are drunk, and you need your brain to think. Plus you still haven’t apologized to me. Tonight, it will be just you and your hand.” With that, you got out of the bathroom.

“We’re opening the night with song which Y/N Y/L/N will be singing. Miss Y/L/N get ready. You’re on in five minutes.”

“Right on time.” You muttered to yourself, before walking toward Grant’s table. You greeted the rest of the Agents, turning around, you saw the Avengers were all there, in your booth, Bruce and Natasha included. Loki joined them, and you waved at them. You proceeded to down the five shots of tequila which Grant provided for you. You threw the cash at the table, despite the protest of all five boys and walked off toward the stage.

“Y/N Y/L/N?” The DJ asked, as you nodded your head. You took the microphone, singing and swaying your hips in the beat of the music. As the lyrics went you went left and right. All across the dance floor. Girls were singing along and swaying in the beat of the music.

That's when dickhead put his hands on me

You went toward the guy who tried to get you, and waved at him, before singing that part to him. Then you walked over toward Loki. You danced around him for the last verse, and blew him a kiss with the "U and Ur hand tonight again" Before dropping the mic in front of him, waving at the Avengers and leaving with everyone.

I'm not here for your entertainment (no, no, no)

You don't really wanna mess with me tonight

Just stop and take a second (just take a second)

I was fine before you walked into my life

'Cause you know it's over

Before it began

Keep your drink, just give me the money

It's just you and your hand tonight (yeah)

What's his reaction? -Y/N

You sent a text into the group chat as soon as you got out. You parted your way with Grant and his friends, right in front of the club, grabbing a cab and going straight to your room, when you've reached the compound. You saw that your phone kept pinging with texts, which you ignored. You went to your room, and then removed your make-up, took a shower and put on your pajamas. Getting out of the bathroom, you saw Loki on your bed.

"I'm sorry!" He said. "I'm sorry I assumed you were cheating on me with my brother. And I'm sorry I was treating me like my possession. Will you forgive me?"

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jjeangrey · 5 years

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Blame It On Love

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: You’re a HYDRA agent, and Bucky’s an avenger and a SHIELD agent. You’re both assigned to capture each other. The question is, who’s gonna get who first? Especially when feelings get in the way.

Warnings: Explicit language, angst, mentions of abuse

You woke up and groaned as the sunlight hits your face. You slowly open your eyes and almost fell off the bed as you see a man standing in front of you, crossing his arms.

“God fucking dammit, Adam. I told you a million times to not fucking do that.” You put a pillow on your face and turned around so you wouldn’t be facing him.

“Do what?” He said, acting all innocent. “You drool when you sleep.” He chuckled and you threw the pillow at him. You looked over at your alarm clock: 8 am. Normally, Adam walks into your room and annoys you around 10 am, so it must be pretty important.

You sighed and finally stood up, putting your messy hair in a ponytail. “What do you want, dickhead?” You walk into your bathroom to take a quick shower as Adam leans on the wall outside and waits for you. “Baron wants you. He says it’s urgent.”

“You still refuse to call him ‘dad’ huh?”

“Because he still refuses to act like one.”

“Fair enough.” After a few minutes, you go out wearing just a towel and lingerie underneath and you notice him look away. You subtley smirked. “What does he want me for? It’s supposed to be my day off.”

He rolled his eyes. “You’re a HYDRA agent. You don’t get day offs.” You chuckled and walked to your wardrobe to change into your normal outfit which is a black leather bodysuit and black leather boots. “Not when i’m HYDRA’s best agent.” He scoffed and sat on your bed, crossing his legs. “Second best, you mean?”

You stopped for a bit because of his comment but shook your head and flipped him off. He laughed and walked over to your door to go out, but he turns around one last time before he completely leaves. “Be fast. You know he doesn’t like to be kept waiting.”

“Tell him, he can fuck off.” He smiled at you and closed the door.

Ever since you were 5, you were taught to kill. Baron Von Strucker took you in after he killed your parents, or to be exact, he made Bucky, aka the Winter Soldier, kill them, and he decided to take you and be your mentor. He made you his top spy, taking down people and stealing informations and documents all around the world.

But when Bucky got out of HYDRA’s brainwashing a few years ago, he made you worse. He and his other top agents trained you to be a literal killing machine, and eventually injected you with the super soldier serum. After that, your only mission was to bring the Winter Soldier back to HYDRA, dead or alive. Of course, you still get other missions, but those are only your side jobs. Your main priority is Barnes, and you train everyday so you can take him down.

After you get dressed, you went outside to go to headquarters, and the other agents greet you, saying “Hail, HYDRA” as you walk. You nod at them and continued on your way, until you’ve reached your destination. You didn’t knock, you just quietly opened the door and entered the room, and you saw a man sitting on a chair, his eyes focused on the papers in front of him.

You cleared your throat and the man immediately turned his attention on you. “Ah, good morning, Y/N. You’re looking extra feisty today.” He said, smirking as he looks at you from head to toe.

“What do you want Baron?” You crossed your arms as you walk closer to his table. “And it better be good. This day was supposed to be my day off.”

He chuckled. “I did promised you one day off work, didn’t I? What were you planning to do, anyway?”

“Oh, I don’t know, live like a normal person for once?”

“That’s pretty much impossible, Y/N.” He shrugged. “But don’t worry, i’ll make this worth your while.” He paused for a second and slid in a file to you. You opened it and it was full of photos of the infamous Winter Soldier, and some of them, he was with his newly-found ‘friends’ Steve, Tony, Natasha and the rest of the avengers team. “It’s time.”

You closed the file and looked at him. “Are—are you sure?”

“Yes. You’ve been training for many years, and I think you are ready to face him.” Baron said as he leaned on his chair, his eyes still focused on you.

“I won’t let you down.” You can’t help but smile. This is the moment you’ve been waiting for, to get the man who killed your parents mercilessly. To get HYDRA’s traitor.

“I know you won’t. This is your true purpose, Y/N.” He handed you a key, the key to the weapons room. “I will be assigning other HYDRA agents to look after you too, in case you would need back-up.”

You shook your head in disagreement. “No, no backup. I can handle this. Trust me.” He smirked and winked at you. “That’s my girl, fierce and feisty. I’ll be sending you information on where he is.” He stood up from his chair and ran his fingers through your hair, which gave you chills and flashbacks when you were a teenager and he did horrible things to you. But you immediately pushed the thoughts aside. You don’t wanna focus on the past, you wanna focus on the future. And the future is taking down James Barnes. And this isn’t just about capturing him, after you do that, you were hoping that you can escape, get out of this nightmare of a life and start over.

“Go get him, Y/N. Go get our Winter Soldier and take him down.” Baron whispered on to your ear. You looked at him and slowly nod.

“Hail HYDRA.”

———

On the other side of the world, Fury greeted Bucky with an early briefing, along with the rest of the team. He just got back from a week-long mission with Steve a few hours ago, and he’s very tired. He couldn’t help but accidentally fell asleep, and his head banged on the table. He immediately looked up and he saw everyone staring at him.

“I’m alright.” Bucky said nervously, as he took a deep breath and straighten his back.

“Are you really?” Sam chuckled.

“Looks like someone needs a good night sleep.” Clint joked.

“Give him a break, guys.” Natasha shook his head. “Him and Steve just finished their mission like three hours ago and they haven’t had an actual sleep for a week.”

“Finally, someone who understands.” Steve said and pats you on the back. “It’s fine, bud. Don’t worry about it.”

Fury cleared his throat and everyone’s eyes went towards him. “Now that you’re all done acting like children, maybe you can actually listen now.” He drops a file on the table. “Barnes, you actually play an important role on this.” He looks up at him, all confused. “Why me?” He asked.

“We believe HYDRA has resurfaced again, and this time they’re being more careful.”

Bucky flinched as he heard the word ‘HYDRA’. It’s been a few years since he escaped and were cleaned from all the brainwashing, but somehow, hearing that name always gets under his skin.

“But we believe that someone connected to them has been roaming around New York City.” Fury continued and he pulled a photo that looks like it was from a surveillance camera. It contains a woman, but her face is covered with a scarf, and only her eyes were visible.

“How did you know that woman is somehow connected to HYDRA?” Tony asked.

“Because I’ve seen her before.” Fury pulled out another photo and it was from a mission in Germany a few months ago. A woman was also in that picture wearing a black mask covering her entire face, except her piercing Y/E/C eyes. “She was on that mission in Germany, working for HYDRA. But she wasn’t there to help HYDRA agents take you down, she was there to steal SHIELD files.” Fury pulled out the last photo from the file and there shows the same woman inside one of SHIELD’s facilities, hacking into one of the computers with a hard drive that has a skull on it.

Bucky puts two and two together and he started sweating nervously as he realized something. “What—what files did she take?” Fury closed the file and looks up at him. “Yours.”

“That’s crazy. What did she want with Bucky’s files?” Natasha asked as she opened the file and looked at the pictures again.

“To kill me.” Bucky answered as he lowers his head on the table, gritting his teeth. He knows that eventually this is going to happen, that HYDRA’s going to track him down and end him once and for all, for betraying them. But he’s mad at himself for not realizing it sooner.

“How do you know that, Buck? Maybe it’s for another reason.” Steve said, putting his hand on Bucky’s shoulders but he gently brushed it away. “It’s HYDRA, Steve. There’s no other reason. They have probably been planning this since the day I escaped.”

Bucky rested his head on his chair, closed his eyes and massaged his temples. All he wanted was one day off work, sleep on his comfy bed, maybe even watch his favorite movie while eating plums but apparently the universe have some other plans for him.

“Okay, so we go march into HYDRA’s headquarters, take them down for the millionth time, capture the mysterious woman who had been hacking into SHIELD’s files and head back home in time for dinner. Great.” Clint said as he loads his bow with different types of arrows. “Let’s go then. Pepper’s cooking tonight and we wouldn’t wanna miss it.” Tony agrees and clicks on different things on his phone, probably making sure his suit is ready.

Before the rest of the team could make their exit, Bucky shook his head and said, “No, stop.” Everyone turned to look at him, and he sighed.

“I should be going on this mission. Alone.” He stood up and puts his hands inside his pocket. He’s nervous and afraid of what’s gonna happen, but he knew that this is the only way.

“Not happening, soldier. We are not leaving you alone.” Natasha said, loading her guns.

“Natasha’s right. You’re not going solo on this mission so you could take credit for it when you succeed.” Sam said and Natasha immediately glared at him and he looked down. “Or, you know, you might die or something.”

“I’m the one they want. And besides, if I take you with me, there’s lesser chance that this is gonna go smooth. No offense, but you’re all pretty reckless.” Bucky shrugged and Tony cleared his throat. “Offense taken.”

Bucky rolled his eyes and Fury started talking again. “Barnes has a point. This might get too messy if all of you come to this mission. He just needs to delete the files HYDRA has taken, capture the woman and bring her back to headquarters. It doesn’t have to become a bloodbath.”

“It’s HYDRA we are talking about, Fury. There will always be bloodbath when it comes to them.” Steve turns to Bucky and before he could talk again, Bucky cut him off. “It’s fine, Steve. I can handle myself.”

He knew deep down that was a lie. He can’t admit it to the team but he’s scared. He’s still traumatized after over seventy years of being tortured and brainwashed. He wishes he could just completely get over it, but everytime he closes his eyes, he sees them frying his brains out over and over again. Maybe doing this mission will finally end all the nightmares. Just maybe, he could sleep well at night without screaming and being woken up by Steve.

“Are you sure? You don’t have to do this alone.” Bruce said from the back of the room.

Bucky nods. “I do have to do this alone. This is my fight.”

Fury looks down on his phone for a second then looks back up. “Agent Hill just texted me the location of HYDRA’s new headquarters, and it’s in Russia. You’re going in alone but i’m giving you this red button so you can click on it if you’ll ever need backup.” Fury throws Bucky a button that looks like a car alarm, and he puts it inside his pocket. “Once you click on it, it’ll trigger a silent alarm in our systems and i’ll be sending the team on your way.”

“Get ready, Barnes. You’re leaving in less than two hours.”

———

You were getting ready to fly off to New York to finally put Bucky Barnes to rest when you get a phone call from Adam.

“What? I’m really busy right now.” You said as you struggle zipping your bodysuit up with only one hand.

“Right. I know, I know, this is a big moment. Killing the Winter Soldier and stuff,” Adam said on the other line, and he seemed like he’s struggling to catch his breath. “So, um, we have a little bit of a problem, I kinda ran into him like five seconds ago.”

You stopped for a second, trying to understand what Adam just said. “What do you mean you ‘ran into him’? Stop playing pranks on me, I will literally snap your neck.”

“I really wished I am playing a prank on you right now ‘cause this is a good one. But no, i’m not. He’s in the building and he just stabbed two HYDRA agents.”

You took a deep breath, trying to process everything. How did Bucky find HYDRA’s headquarters? And what is he doing here? He wouldn’t know about the plan, would he? There are so many questions going on through your mind right now and so little time.

“Okay, okay. Where are you right now?” You asked as you zip your boots up and load your gun. “Don’t worry about me, i’m good. Just go to the surveillance room so you can see where he’s heading.” Adam answered.

You thanked him and went on your way to the surveillance room. When you got there, there was no guard so you sat on the chair and tried to find Bucky.

“Okay. Where are you?” You clicked on a few things on the computer so you can see from every surveillance camera around the building. Unfortunately, half of them is already down. Bucky was fast and quiet.

You looked at the last two surveillance cameras that are working, and you see him walking to your way. Once he saw the camera, he shot it.

You smiled and twirled your favorite weapon, your batons or staves, in your hands and slipped your gun on your belt. “Got you.”

———

Bucky was on a roll. He already took down a dozen of HYDRA agents after only a few minutes of being on a building without getting caught. Maybe this is gonna be an easy job after all, he thought.

He was going around the floors, checking every room and shooting every surveillance camera he sees.

It was going smooth, until a couple of guards saw him and tried to call for backup, but he quickly ran and stabbed all of them. He turns around and there was about 10 agents in every corner, surrounding him. He looks down and saw one of the guards he stabbed holding a silent alarm.

“Dammit, I did not think this through.” He whispers to himself, preparing his gun to shoot every single one of them.

The HYDRA agents attacked and he thought it was going great until one of them got him from the back and he was suddenly outnumbered. They kicked and punched him and dragged him to a room that what seemed like a laboratory. He immediately got hit by multiple flashbacks from when he was tortured and experimented.

The HYDRA agents tied Bucky to a chair and gave him a few more punches and kicks until one of them finally talked. “Alright, punk. Game’s over. You’re dead meat now.”

Bucky scoffed, he’s used to people threatening him, he’s just gonna play along. He leaned closer to the guy and spit blood on the floor. “Once I get out of this chair, i’m slicing your throat first.”

“Try slicing my throat when you’re a corpse.” The agent took out his gun and pointed it on his head. He was so close on pulling the trigger and Bucky just closed his eyes, waiting for it to happen, until someone yelled from the back.

“Hold up!” Everyone immediately got quiet and Bucky opened his eyes. The agents opened gave the woman a way and she walked closer to him.

Bucky first noticed her eyes, because the rest of her face was covered in a mask. She was the same woman from the photos. He quickly and subtley pulled out his pocket knife to cut the rope...

Until the woman takes off her mask.

He was startled that he almost dropped his knife. He slowly put it back on his pocket and studied the woman’s face.

Beautiful was an understatement. Your eyes were far more captivating than in the pictures, Bucky thought. And you had that mysterious but deadly look on your face that he immediately loved.

“I’ve been waiting for this moment, Barnes.” You said, making your way to him as each your batons rest in your hands.

After a few seconds of intensely staring at you, Bucky finally found his voice. “You’re the one who wants to kill me?” You chuckled because his question. “I don’t just want to kill you. I need to. You’re my mission. And I didn’t even break a sweat. You willingly came into my property.”

“You’re my mission too.” Bucky answered, his voice shaking. He doesn’t know why he’s so nervous around you, but he hoped that you wouldn’t notice it.

He thinks you’re the most perfect woman in the world, except for the fact that you’re trying to kill him.

“I’m your mission? Well, i’m not the one tied into a chair.” You smirked and circled around him. His eyes follow your every move, anticipating what you are about to do.

Bucky pulled out a red button out of his pocket, and his keys made a noise so you noticed it. You immediately snatched it from him and studied it.

“What is this? A silent alarm to trigger your teammates?” You laughed and threw the button on the ground, smashing it with your feet. “Good luck with that.”

He pats his other pocket, and as he suspected, the real button is still in there. You smashed the button for his car. He smirked. “You got me. I just want to remind you, i’m not easy to kill.”

You leaned closer to him, your face only a few inches from him. He thought you smelled like vanilla with a hint of death. He was sweating, but not because he’s about to die. He just realized he has a crush on his killer.

“Oh, you’ve made this way easier for me now, soldier.” He saw you raise one of your batons, and just like that, everything went black for him.

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A/N: I don’t know if I should make this a series, but reblog and leave a comment on what you think!

Here’s part 2 as requested! Enjoy x

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