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Marvel Cinematic Universe - Bucky (The Winter Soldier)

Captain America: the Winter Soldier imagine. The Winter Soldier/ Bucky
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Bucky (Winter soldier/ Bucky Barnes)

You stand facing the display surrounded by unknown people, surrounded by a cluster of ineffable thoughts. You can't help but drown in their noise as you stare up at the face responsible for them.
Your head hurts from the confused cacophony of words and images bouncing around.

You think back to the first time you met him. It had been an intense moment of you and Steve chasing after him only for him to do the impossible and catch Steve's shield.

The next time you met the circumstances hadn't been any better. Fury was dead and Steve had been proclaimed a fugitive. Yet you still chose to help him, Natasha and Sam out. After all Steve had been the one who had saved you from your destructive past. He had been the one who convinced Fury and Pierce to let you join SHIELD. He had been the one who had helped you gain control of your powers. And he had been the one who you had stood by on the bridge fighting the Winter Soldier.

Now the Winter Soldier, he was another story. In the start you hated him, you hated him for what he had done to Fury, for what he had done to Stark and most of all for what he did to Steve. But then as you fought him on that bridge even though he was your enemy you grew to respect his prowess as a fighter. He had parried both Steve's and your attacks with an ease that said that he had been fighting and killing for a very long time. Each one of his blows powerful enough to break someone's bones if they had been an ordinary mortal. But neither Steve nor you were ordinary and you were definitely not mortal.

That was the day you got to see what was under that mask. That was the day you finally saw the face belonging to the enigma that was the Winter Soldier. That was also the day you found out who he really was.

Bucky. That name was toxic. It clouded your mind and hung from your lips like a cigarette stub. It poisoned your blood and made your heart beat fast. It tainted your thoughts and bounced around your head like an unforgiving prayer. It was the only damn thing you could think of for days. Apart from his face that is.

He was a gorgeous man you couldn't deny it but more than his full pink lips or rugged jaw it was the look in his eyes that haunted you. The look that showed a man who had been through hell. The look that left the ghost of confusion behind. The look that was cold and calculating. The look he gave Steve when he called him Bucky. Mostly the broken terrified look that he shared with you before escaping.

The last time you had met him had been on the helicarriers. You stood watching as he fought Steve. You stood watching as the helicarrier went down. You stood watching as the man who piqued your interest pulled Steve out of the water saving his life. You stood watching as he walked away.

And now you stood watching his face or at least an image of it. An image of him back when he was sergeant James Buchanan Barnes of the 107th. Back when he was untouched by the darkness of the Winter Soldier and of Hydra.

Though he had been brainwashed he was responsible for injuring your friends and putting Steve in the ICU. He had also aided in destroying the only home and family you ever had, the only place you had felt accepted despite the occasional odd stares and whispers. SHIELD.

But you still found yourself in the Smithsonian staring up at his face wanting to do something for him, to help him.

"Bucky." you softly whisper out the name as your fingers trace the strong lines of his face. You feel the heaviness that the weight of his name carries because now it's not only Steve's and his fight but yours too.