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⚠️trigger warning- mentions self harm⚠️
There was few things you were proud of. One was getting to be part of the avengers. The other was becoming best friends with Bucky Barnes, ex-hydra assassin, but there were things you wish you didn't have. Like your powers.
You didn't know how to control them and frankly, it drove you crazy. Only few people know about your powers like Bucky, Natasha and Steve. They knew how hard it was on you and they wanted to help you but they didn't know how.
They didn't have powers. Thor was with the guardians, Carol was wherever and Wanda didn't know. You didn't want to tell anyone but it hurt you and you didn't know how to display that pain. The only thing that would take it away was the marks on your arms. You used to do it every week but you stopped.
The only thing you looked forward to anymore was seeing Bucky. You guys were best friends but recently you started developing feelings for him. You were sitting in the common room watching tv when Bucky walked in.
"Hey doll, what are you watching?" He questioned
You shrugged your shoulders. "I have no clue. Just whatever's on tv."
He smiled and sat down next to you. "Well, it doesn't look very interesting."
You stifled a laugh. "It's not. It's like Keeping Up With The Kardashians but worse."
He laughed. He went to put his arm around you when he saw the marks. They were old, but they were still there. He was shocked. Why would you do that to yourself. He was scared on how to approach this situation. So, he did what he thought he should do
"How old are these?" He asked. You looked over at him and looked at what he was looking at and to your surprise it was your arm, riddled with old cuts.
You yanked your arm out of his grip. "It doesn't matter." You said while avoiding eye contact
"It does matter, doll. You're hurting yourself. Is it because of your powers?" He questioned with a worried expression
You looked at him annoyed. "It doesn't matter, Bucky! Drop it!"
He looked at you, still worried. "It does too, doll! You don't have to hurt yourself you can talk to me."
You screamed and the next thing you knew, Bucky was thrown into a wall across the compound. You looked up when you heard the crash and gasped. You started to cry and curled up into a ball
Bucky got up and ran to you and held you. "It's ok, doll. It was a accident."
You looked up at him with tears in your eyes. "I literally just threw you across the room, how do you not hate me?"
He looked at you lovingly. "I love you, doll. I always have, more than a best friend and I would never abandon you ever. It's me and you till the end of the line."
You smiled and leaned your head on his shoulder. Maybe it was nice to talk things out. I mean, it just got you a boyfriend.
