You woke to find Bucky perched at the end of your bed, his features knitted together in concentration. "Uh...Hi, Buck?" You sat up with a laugh. "How long have you been sitting there?"
"I think you should train with me." He said bluntly.
You snorted a reply "Yeah okay, Bucky. And I think you should braid your hair." You continued to laugh at his statement as you got out of bed and walked to the small table in the corner of your home.
"I'm serious, Y/N. I think it'd be smart for you to learn how to defend yourself."
You poured yourself a cup of water and grabbed an apple from the bowl at the center of your table before turning back to him. "But we're safe here. And have you met me? I can barely walk to the river and back without injuring myself, the last thing you want is to arm me with a weapon. That'd be bad for everyone, trust me."
Bucky didn't respond. He just nodded, stood up and walked outside without another
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A Strangers Hand
FanfictionYou hadn't had a restful sleep since The Blip; but after a fateful call from Sam Wilson, the possibility of being at peace again, is just one flight (and one painful conversation) away. Authors Note: I LOVED writing this story, so much so, that I've...
