“Are you kidding me? You think you are so high and mightly and you aren’t Bucky. You aren’t as special as you think you are! I was perfectly fine until you stepped in my way!” You screamed at him, clearly frustrated by the man you had come to love
“Maybe next time don’t try and get yourself killed! Then maybe I wouldn’t be so obligated to come save your stupid ass” He screamed back, watching the tears stream down your face.
You let out a deep breath, tears continuing to wetten your flustered cheeks, you turned towards the door attempting to walk away from this toxic situation.
You wanted nothing more than to escape this tower, escape from him and his ego.
Before you could pass through the doorway- his metal hand wrapped around your bruised wrist, spinning you close into his chest.
“Let me go Bucky” The anger evident in your voice and you attempted to pull your wrist away from him.
His eyes darkened as he looked at you, analyzing every feature of your face before speaking.
“That’s Sargent to you.” A smirk appearing on his face as he closed the distant between you, his lips on yours as the metallic taste of blood danced on your tongue from his split lip.
summary: relationships were never easy, especially when there’s 4 of you. work calls upon your attendance frequently and things within your relationship get messy when you start to feel left out but the others don’t understand.
wordcount: 20.8k
pairing: black!reader x wanda x bucky x steve ; black!reader x tony platonic ; black!reader x sam x nat x clint
warnings: slow burn, communication problems trope, feelings of inadequacy, feeling unloved, fighting, screaming, suspicions of infidelity, mentions of blood usage of marijuanaaaa
A/N: DO NOT STEAL, REPOST, TRANSLATE OR TAKE CREDIT FOR MY WORK!! NO ONE HAS PERMISSION TO DO SO!!
A/N: y’all are probably like “why this bitch always writing angst”- it’s a result of my maladaptive daydreaming disorder, leave me alone lol.
