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Hurt

(There is an 18+ version going to be written on AO3)

Anastasia groans in pain, following the two men to their motel and dragging her backpack along. Her skin was littered in cuts and bruises. Some of the cuts were from her powers, using them too much cracked her skin.
"I can't believe you got thrown off the train." She teases Bucky slightly "you have a medical kit anywhere?" 
He grunts and nods, grabbing it.
"You do me I do you?" Bucky asks grumpily making the girl nod.
"So, what are you...?" Sam asks making them both look over. "Like, are you a couple or..."
"Oh um..." Ana looks at Bucky awkwardly "no-"
"Yes-" they say together.
They instantly look at each other and Sam laughs.
"Maybe this is a private conversation... I'm going to my room." He chuckles.
Bucky got awkward, he leads her to the bed and pulls out the medical stuff.
"Take your shirt off..." he whispers gently, she nods and pulls her shirt off, staying in her sports bra.
"I went too far..." Ana says softly, looking down and holding her head, wincing softly when he cleans at her wound.
"It's okay, as long as you're okay..." he had gone quiet making her feel awkward, but she appreciated how gentle he was, when she used her powers at this concentration it would rip and open her skin. "Come here little one..." Bucky asks and turns her around, cleaning her face up and pressing ice to her bruises, and his eyes flickered from her wounds to her lips and she felt him trying to lean in.
"We should get a drink." She sprung up and opened the mini fridge, groaning slightly in pain.
"You know we have to pay for that..." he points out holding back a laugh.
"Yeah but I'm in pain and we're awkward right now." Ana laughs softly and pulls the cork out of a bottle of something, she took a big gulp. "Here. You need it." She smirks.
Bucky looks her in the eye and takes a deep gulp, "so, what are we?" He asks awkwardly.
"I... I don't know. You... you care for me. I don't know if that means you're entitled to... you know."
"That's not why I do it."
"I know it's not. I didn't say I thought that. I don't know what our relationship is. What do you want from this?"
"I don't know..." he says sadly as she pushes him to sit, checking for his wounds.
"Do you hurt..." she asks gently "well, where do you hurt I mean." He doesn't answer just takes his shirt off, he had many bruises and little cuts. She copied his actions and briefly gets distracted by his arm. "How does it work... like can you feel stuff..."
"Yeah actually, it's amazing... you'd have to ask the Wakandans how it works though." He smiles at her gently.

Hours had passed and they had involved Sam in their drinking.
"Okay okay Sam, Sam when was the last time... you peed the bed?" Anastasia giggles and slurs, a bottle nearly empty in her hand. Sam blushes hard and looks down.
"Naw I'm not telling you. No way!" Sam protested
"It's the rules. Come on falcon, you scared?" James laughs softly, briefly looking at the girl who was leaning against his shoulder, softly striking her hair with his metal hand.
"Fine fine! The last time I peed the bed I...I was 14..." he was very red now "give me that!" Sam grabbed the drink and had more. "Anyway, you! Ana, be completely honest. How do you feel about Bucky here..." he smirks
"No! No don't ask that!" Bucky groans.
"No no it's okay." Anastasia smirks. She turns to face him. "I find you very hot Bucky." She bursts out giggling "and I've wanted to do this for a long time~" she grabs his shirt collar and pulls him down into a deep kiss.
"Ooooh!" Sam cheers as the two kiss. Bucky pulls her in his lap and wraps his arms around her. "I feel like I shouldn't be here..."
The two separate for a brief second just to yell. "Go!" Before connecting again at the lips.
Sam gets up, stealing a packet of peanuts and rushes back to his own room. The two grew deeper in their kiss, Bucky picked her up and carried her onto his bed dropping her on it.
"This is good right?" Bucky asks
"So good~" Ana smiles.

The next day, Ana woke up snuggled against a warm chest, a cold metal hand stroking through her hair and other on her waist. She presses more against the male and blinks awake.
"Bubba..." that's what she called Bucky when she was small. Bucky sighs but smiles softly.
"Hey angel..." he says softly "you're little right now...?" He asks gently and she nods. "Do you feel sick?" She nods again. He picks her up and wrapping her in blanket. The ex solider digs through her bag grabbing her training pants and a onesie and training bra. "We should get you dressed little one okay?" She nods once again but whines grabbing the nearest bin.