Bucky Barnes Imagines

Firefighter - B.B.

"Aggressive!" Sam said.

Bucky huffed wishing he had you safely in his arms but he knew how much you loved your job. He shoved his hands into his hoodie pocket and looked at Steve.

"Fine, Y/n and I have been dating a little over 8 months," Bucky said.

"Woah!" And a few other shocked answers came out of the others.

"What does she do?" Steve asked.

"Firefighter," Bucky said pointing to the TV.

(Time skip)

You're clearing a floor. You're supposed to be with your best friend but she was helping an old lady down the long flight of stairs. It wasn't protocol but you had to keep looking for any other victims. It's practically in your DNA to help people. It's now 1am. Your radio isn't working so you don't hear anything about any explosive materials or the fire hopping floors.

As you're about radio in about the cleared floor, you get blown against a wall and get knocked out. Glass hits your abdomen cutting through and a vent comes crashing down on you.

Bucky's on the edge of his seat since the explosion went off. His phone had died so he couldn't call you.

"She's probably fine, Buck," Steve said.

"Yeah but that doesn't stop me from worrying. She tells me I worry way too much even when I talked with her earlier," Bucky said rubbing the stubble of his chin. "She even told me when I met her..."

***flashback***

Bucky was running on the Brooklyn bridge early in the morning. He spotted you and your best friend working on figuring out a plan to get the people out of the car that was dangling over the edge. You two were on the ambulance today and the truck was off on another call so you were stuck with no help for awhile. Bucky runs over to see what he can do.

"What the fuck are we gonna do?" You asked your best friend.

Your friend shrugged her shoulders. You immediately got to the trunk of the car and carefully got on the back hoping the weight of you might even it out. Bucky quickly grabbed the back of the car thinking it's gonna fall over.

"What the fuck are you doing?" He asked looking up at you.

"It's called shifting the weight so that there's more weight on this side," you said practically going into a science lesson.

"You're gonna kill yourself," he said looking at you concerned.

"Probably not, I might get a little chilly in the water," you said smirking.

Bucky moves the car back slowly and you were shocked at his strength. Your best friend immediately got to work on the driver who's the only one in the car. You got off with the help of Bucky. You took out a pen and rolled up his left sleeve to see the metal arm.

"Hmm," you said and quickly wrote down your number for it to not stay on.

You used your sleeve of your jacket to wipe it off and moved to his other arm. You wrote down your number on his flesh arm and returned to your job. He watched you a bit shocked and then went back on his run.

****

Steve chuckled at Bucky's story just as you're on the news being dragged out by your teammates unconscious. You were put on a gurney and Bucky immediately got up. Steve chased after Bucky as he's frantically sprinting down the stairs to the garage. Steve luckily grabbed his keys and the two quickly drove off.