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This oneshots, imagines, prompts or references about our adorable Papichullo and his characters are rightfully made by your potato queen. Covers and dividers are made by me, but the PNG's used aren't. GIF'S and pictures a...
Summary: No need for a summary. It's too short to begin with. Heehee.
Warning: Floof? Mild profanities? Maybe one or two? Heehee!
Words: Less than 500.
A/N: Yep. I know, another update! I know y'all love Bucky so here's a super quick drabble that I did right now to take a break from writing an update for "Winter's Gem" and "Sorry, Thomas." Phew. Unedited, raw update.
Disclaimer: GIF not from moi. Only the edits are and the drabble of course.
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"My fault?!" Bucky angrily spat, he couldn't help but tug on his long roots in frustration. Your lips began to tremble as Y/N's stare never faltered. You tried to act tough but hearing Bucky shout at you, looking like his rage won't fade made you scared for your damn life. Your damn, mortal life.
Bucky Barnes could sense your fear. He could read you so easily, as he always does and when he saw the fear inside those E/C eyes of yours, he was sure he fucked everything up because Bucky knew in the back of his mind that you would never get to sleep, the horrendous incident repeating inside your brain numerous times. How you were close to getting stabbed and he knew you wouldn't get to recover that easily because you were you.
You, his soft, sweetheart who isn't able to kill even just a single fly. Y/N Y/L/N, the love of his life that he swore to protect from the nightmares that could happen in reality.
"I've did that to protect you, Doll. Nothing more, nothing less. I didn't intend to make you feel weak because I know you're more than that," Bucky huffed, subtly taking your chin with his metal fingers, the satisfying sound it make made your furious heart calm down a whole lotta' level. "You're strong. Even by heart,"
His words sounded like food was serving your heart, one by one it made your heart full. One by one, his words were being recorded inside your mind. Wanting nothing but to remember these precious, sweet moments with him. "You're my doll, my sweetheart, the woman whom I want to protect from my damn complicated life,"
