Y/N is the baby sister to Tony Stark and she’s just as smart as him but she’s also very, very different from him. Thats why she joins Steve to help prove that Bucky Barnes is innocent. When things go South, she joins Steve and Bucky in Wakanda where she stays to avoid being found and arrested. Bucky and Y/N soon grow closer and fall in love. But that love is short lived when the fate of the entire world is at stake.
Language, Fighting, Blood, Injuries, Teasing, SMUT (Filthy as filthy can be), Loss, Depression, Angst, Death…Each chapter will have their own warnings and such
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About: The only man that has loved you for you goes to war and you follow shortly after. Take place BEFORE CATFA, DURING CATFA and slightly AFTER CATFA.
Pairing:Bucky Barnes x F! Reader
Warnings/Trigger Warnings: Death of parents, Alcoholic parent, Implied sexual content,Death, Depression, Suicidal actions, time jump, if you squint you will catch a flirty Howard Stark
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Life wasn’t so easy for you growing up. Your mother passed away when you were only the tender age of seven years. You remember screaming at your father that it wasn’t fair and that children needed their mothers more than their fathers. You even went as far as to yell at him through your tears, that you wished it were him that died in that motor accident.
For the next eleven years, your father spent most of his time in a drunken state. He never drank until your mother passed. He’d pour alcohol in his coffee and go on off to work. Then, when he was home, he would spend his time sitting in front of the small radio drinking. He was rarely ever there for you. You were pretty much all on your own with an absent parent.
During the years of Prohibition, your father found ways to get alcohol. He’d run to the pharmacy after pharmacy and get prescription after prescription like everyone else for the next ten days. But he’d hit multiple pharmacies in one day and be home with more alcohol than the normal drinker. If the house was dry of alcohol, he’d run off to find someone who either had a large supply still or he’d find someone who made it. He didn’t care where the alcohol came from, as long as he had it. He was scary and sad when he didn’t have it.
The only time your father was ever sober enough to do anything, was for Sunday services or Communion Sunday. He’d put on a smile and say that everything was good or that you were performing well in your school studies, when you knew full well that he had no idea what you were learning. But you knew from the pitiful look from those around you, that they knew what your daddy was and that he was full of shit.
***
You had just turned twenty-two when people talked about the war that was raging around Europe. It was horrifying what you would read in the morning paper. Was America going to war? Was America going to sit this one out? You really hoped that it never came to that.
That was before the events that took place at Pearl Harbor in December 1941. Now everyone around you talked of nothing but the war that America was now a part of. And what you’ve heard frightened you. The only time you could ever shut it was when you were home.
“I’m going to enlist the first chance I get,” Steve’s voice pulled you out of your thoughts. You turned to see the small, skinny man sitting on the wooden steps that lead to your small tiny apartment. You hadn’t lived there long. Only a few years after your father passed away. He had literally drank his life away and there wasn’t a shred of sadness for him in you.
Before you could say anything to Steve about his condition and that a strong wind could easily knock him over and break a bone, the door to your apartment closed. You looked up to see Bucky walk down the steps, his blue eyes glaring down at Steve.
“No, you’re not,” Bucky sat down on the step next to Steve. “First off, you’re in no shape to even enlist. Second, I won’t let you. Finally, if it did come down to me enlisting, which is very likely, you gotta stay here and watch, Y/N.”
You recalled the day that you met Bucky Barnes. You had been walking home from work late one night and ran into a group of young men. They did NOT have any intention of walking you home. You had put up a good fight until you began to feel yourself give up. You thought that in that moment, it was the end and you were a smidge grateful. Your life up until that point was nothing but pain and heartbreak. That was when Bucky came in and rescued you. Both literally and figuratively.
Bucky had taken you back to his place and helped clean you up. He had been extremely gentle and spoke softly to you. He talked of his family or his childhood friend, Steve. Those blue eyes would peeked up at you as he patched you up. During those small little moments, you would feel your face grow red. After getting you patched up and fed, Bucky insisted you stay with him for the night and walk you home in the morning.
“I’ll take the sofa and you can have my room,” He had told you. When morning had come and you were ready to leave, Steve had burst in with sad news about his mother.
Since then, it felt like those two had become your protector. Bucky would meet you after your night shifts to walk you home while Steve would walk you home from your morning shifts. They even took turns helping you with your weekly grocery trips. Then on some random days, they would come over and get you to tag along with them on whatever they did. That would range from hanging out on some random pier to poking around random libraries to accompanying Steve to doctors appointments.
“What do you say, sweetheart?”
You looked up at Bucky, who smiled and winked at you as he pulled out a cigarette and lit it. You felt your face burn as you looked away but you could still feel those bright blue eyes on you. You and Bucky had flirted innocently over the last few years. Small smirks and quick glances turned into smiling more at each other while the other talked and held your stare in one place. Random hand kisses turned into a few secret, stolen kisses. The nightly walks from work turned into him staying the night at your place. You guys never did anything, in fact, Bucky always insisted that he sleep on the couch. But some nights you would make your way to the couch just to lay next to him or Bucky would slip into your room and just hold you all night.
“About what?” you closed the gap between you and Bucky. You took the cigarette from his hands and put it between your lips.
“The three of us going to see that, uh, new movie,” Bucky looked down at Steve who was staring into space. Steve got this way recently and you had a feeling Steve knew about you and Bucky. “Steve,” Bucky very gently nudged him. “What was that movie called again?”
“Um,” Steve coughed a little which had Bucky motioning you to drop the cigarette. You did as you were told. You dropped that thing and squished as deep as your little foot would allow you. “Babes on Broadway.”
“Sounds like a fun time,” you smiled.
***
It wasn’t long until Steve confronted the two of you about your guy’s behavior. It wasn’t like you wanted to keep it from him, he was your guy’s best friend after all. The two of you just didn’t know how to tell him since you guys were friends. Steve didn’t care, he was happy for you guys. Just as long as the three of you continued to do stuff.
That time was very short lived.
“Are you going to tell him?” You asked one night. Bucky had taken you to the pier to tell you his news. You were still processing what he had told you. “Isn’t this what you wanted?” You had recalled a few years back that Bucky would want to enlist, so you were confused when his face grew sad as he spoke to you.
“Yeah, at first,” Bucky picked up a small rock and threw it into the water. The two of you watched it skip until you couldn’t anymore. “I guess the time that you and I spent together and working on this relationship had me rethink it all.”
You stood up and took Bucky into your arms and held him. You felt his arms tighten around you as he buried his face into the crook of your neck. “How do you tell your best friend that you were drafted?”
You held him tighter and felt a small tear roll down your cheek. “It’ll be okay,” you whispered. “Hopefully, you’re not gone for long and will be home in no time.”
Bucky pulled away and cupped your face with his hands. “And when I do,” he leaned his forehead on yours. “You and I will get married and start that big family we’ve dreamed of.” You smiled back at him and planted a soft kiss on Bucky’s lips. Him coming home alive was the only hope you clung to now.
That was until you followed Steve to one of the enlistment centers and caught him in the act of lying. You were practically yelling at Steve about how irresponsible and utterly stupid he was being when a doctor walked right into the room. You were trying to tell the doctor that the two of you were just leaving but the doctor insisted that you both stay.
***
Since that day, not only was Steve taken in to be experimented on, you were taken in by some British woman named Peggy. You watched as Steve jumped onto a grenade that wasn’t a live one. That almost killed you inside. You were taught how to shoot a gun and to your surprise you were very good at it. Then you watched as a group of scientists stuffed Steve into some pod-like thing and when he came out again, he was taller and stronger.
“Look at you,” you said one evening. It had been a few days since the experiment and since Steve chased a German on foot to learn of a secret organization before he took his own life.
“You like it?” Steve did a little spin. It had been a while since you saw him this free.
“It’s different,” you sat down and picked up the book that Bucky gave him. “A good different. Something that I will for sure have to get used to.”
Over the course of a few months, Steve was dressed up in spandex and, to his disliking, went on a tour. There was a lot of singing and a lot of dancing according to Stevels small letters. You did get to see him perform once, and knew right away that Steve wasn’t exaggerating. Steve was pretty much depressed, he wanted to fight. He wanted to test out his strength but no one would let him. You on the other hand, you stayed on base and trained to be like Peggy. Knowing how to shoot and to not let a man walk all over you. All the while being hit on by none other than Howard Stark.
Howard was a sweetheart. A cocky, nerdy sweetheart who pretty much looked after you in hopes to win a date with you. That was until you had to shatter his little bubble of hope and tell him that you were engaged. Poor Howard, couldn’t stop apologizing. He’d still flirt with you nonetheless, but it didn’t have any strings attached. He was a good friend to you.
***
It wasn’t until October you heard news about the regiment that Bucky was in. It had been captured and your knees pretty much buckled underneath you when you heard about it. No one would tell you anything, not even Peggy who had also grown to be a good friend in Steve’s absence. You were alone and in the dark. You weren’t ready to lose the love of your life.
Then Steve showed up.
You watched as Steve marched his way through the camp towards you, your heart pounded. You knew that he knew about Bucky. Why else would he be here? He pulled you inside an empty tent and asked if you knew anything. You told him that all you knew was that Bucky’s regiment was taken and nothing else. No one would tell you anything or give you answers. It was killing you. Steve had taken a deep breath and exhaled slowly.
“I’ll get you answers,” he said calmly as he pulled you into a tight hug.
Soon you found yourself standing in front of Colonel Phillips with Steve beside you. Your heart was racing and you didn’t know what to expect. Were you going to get answers? Was Phillips going to beat around the bush like he always did?
“I’m only looking for one name.” You heard Steve command. “One James Buchanan Barnes.”
Your entire world stood still. It even felt like your heart stopped beating as you waited for the answer you so desperately needed. You watched as Philips looked at both you and Steve as he stood up. The look on his face told you that the news wasn’t going to be what the two of you wanted to hear.
“The name sounds familiar,” Philips said as he ran his hand through his hair. “I’m sorry…”
The words seemed to die the moment they hit your ears. Your body grew cold and you felt yourself begin to sway. You couldn’t believe what he was saying. It had felt like a dream to you and all you wanted to do was to wake up and see the love of our life smiling at you. Bucky couldn’t be dead. He couldn’t be! He was all that you had that left that kept you grounded. That kept you from making such drastic decisions in your own life.
Bucky Barnes was your rock.
And now, he was gone.
All gone.
You didn’t realize that you had gripped the upper arm of Steve. Steve was looking at you with concern in his eyes. He knew about your father’s drinking habits and you could tell that he was worried that you would fall right into the same death sentence that your father had.
“I’m okay,” You had told Steve. You let go of his arm and turned away only to feel the cool ground meet your face as unconsciousness consumed you.
When you woke up, Steve was gone. Along with Peggy and Howard. No note or letter telling you what was going on.
You spent the next day picking up the slack that Peggy had left behind. Phillips didn’t care that it had overwhelmed you, he wanted the job done. You masked your emotions around others, but the moment you had found yourself alone, the tears had spilled down your face. You just couldn’t believe that the one man that loved you for you, was actually gone. There probably wouldn’t be a body for you to bury. That thought made you cry even more.
“Bucky,” you whispered looking at the small diamond on your left hand. “You promised me forever.”
Peggy and Howard returned with no Steve by mid-day. When you had asked about him, you were shut down by Peggy. But Howard pulled you aside and explained what happened. They had lost contact with Steve and after a few hours of waiting, they had to leave.
You just lost Bucky and now you might have lost Steve. The world was cruel and you felt like life just didn’t want you to be happy. Your father’s cheap way out of life looked pleasing right now to you.
You had been crying alone in your tent when you heard a commotion at the front gate. You wiped your tears and made yourself look presentable. You smoothed out the clothes you wore and walked out to see what was going on. There were people rushing up to the front gate so you followed them.
You froze in place as you watched the group of soldiers walk in. Your bottom lip began to tremble and your legs began to shake. Before you could comprehend what was going on, you felt yourself ducking under the gate and running. Your mind wasn’t focused on the men that were rescued by Steve Rogers. Your mind was only focused on one person and one person alone.
Your body collided with Bucky’s and you felt his strong arms wrap around you. Those strong arms didn’t let you go. They held you so tight that you felt like you could almost stop breathing. The two of you pressed your faces into each other’s necks, inhaling the only scent that was familiar.
Bucky thought he had died on that table that freaky little scientist had him strapped to.
You thought that you finally went through with your plan.
Then Steve spoke and that was the one thing that brought you and Bucky back to reality. You pulled away from Bucky who held your face in his hands. You stared into those clear blue eyes of his. The smile he had on his face could fool anyone, including Steve, but you saw right through it.
“It’s okay, I’m here,” you whispered as you held one of his hands tightly to your face.
Bucky leaned down and pressed his lips to yours. “I’m not going to let you go anytime soon,” he mumbled against your lips. That night, you had given yourself fully to Bucky.
***
Over the next two years, Steve was used to help take down this group that called themselves HYDRA. There were many successful missions. Bucky was Steve’s right hand and went on these small missions with him. He always came back in one piece with the exception of a few cuts and bruises. Whenever Bucky would leave and come back, you would pull him aside to somewhere more private.
“I talked to Phillips,” Bucky said one morning. His fingers traced a path from your bare side to your thigh. Small goosebumps slowly followed. “When I get back from this mission, we are going to get married.”
“For real?” your lips stretched into a big smile.
“For real, Sweetheart,” Bucky smiled back, bringing his hand back up to cup your chin. “I want to be able to start our lives together and pop out a few kids.” Bucky’s breath catches at the word kids. “Who knows, maybe we already got one brewing with all the messing around we’ve been doing.”
You giggled at the thought of carrying Bucky’s baby. It wouldn’t be the end of the world if you were already pregnant.
“Phillips said he would officiate the small ceremony,” Bucky continued as he got up and threw his clothes on. “You don’t need to plan anything, just go out with Peggy and buy a nice dress.”
Bucky left shortly after that with Steve. You watched as they disappeared and out of sight. Something inside you told you that something bad was going to happen. You couldn’t explain it but slowly your heart began to ache but you had to shake the feeling. You got like that every time Bucky left.
“You shouldn’t have to worry,” Peggy stepped beside you. “They’ll be back and once you and Barnes are married, you both will go home.” You looked at Peggy who gave one her small smiles. “Shall we then? Go dress shopping?”
Over the next few days you tried on a few dresses and found one that fitted you well and that you loved. It was a little blue dress that went past your knees and tied loosely around your neck. You found a pair of black heels that pulled the entire look together. You couldn’t wait for Bucky to see you in it.
***
Bucky stood at the edge of the cliff overlooking the empty track. The mission was to take over a HYDRA train. Simple. He’d be back to you in no time. He’d get to marry you and spend at least two week with you back in Brooklyn before coming back here.
“So, finally getting married?” Steve stood next to Bucky. Bucky turned to his friend and smiled. “You know,” Steve rubbed his face. “I could have told you a few years back that she was the one for you. I could see the way you looked at her.”
Bucky shook his head as he held back a laugh. “Oh really? I recall you talking about her non-stop for months.”
Steve looked down and shook his head. “I only stopped because I could tell that she was falling for you. Not because of your looks, but because of the many books you two swapped around and talked about. How could I compete with that? Y/N was made for you.”
Bucky was about to say something when one of the men with them approached them. It was time to get this show on the road. Bucky was the second on the train and the moment his feet landed on the moving locomotive, his stomach did a flip. He did all that he could to keep from looking down.
Bucky ran across the train cars until they reached the one they needed. Steve went down first and Bucky followed. When they entered the car, it was empty except for some shelves. Bucky followed Steve towards the next car but when Steve stepped through the threshold, the door closed.
Something behind Bucky made a noise and Bucky turned to see a man pointing a gun at him. Bucky immediately began to shoot at him, ducking behind some shelves. In the other car, he could hear Steve fighting someone else.
Bucky continues to shoot until his rifle is empty. He pulls out his pistol and runs to the other side of the car shooting. He shoots until his pistol is empty. Bucky closed his eyes and rested, his back against the cool metal behind him. He knows there’s a chance he may not make it off of this train alive. So he sits there and thinks about you.
Bucky thought of the night he saved you from that group of guys. These boys, as they didn’t deserve to be called men, wanted to have their way with you. They wanted to touch you in ways that, after years, still make Bucky cringe. They also had no intention of leaving you alive, but dead on the cold street. Bucky didn’t think twice about intervening.
Your bottom lip had been swollen and your right eye was black. Your hands were bruised and it impressed Bucky that you put up one hell of a fight. But that wasn’t what Bucky fell for that night while he helped clean you up. It was the fire he saw in your eyes when he pulled you off the ground and shushed you when you took a swing at him. It was the small smile you gave him while he cleaned and stitched you up. It was the firm hug you gave him, thanking him for saving you.
Bucky wasn’t going to let you go, because he needed you.
Bucky heard the door open and from the corner of his eyes, he watched as Steve tossed both his pistol and shield towards him. Bucky quickly picked them up and with one more quick thought of your smile he stepped out of his small hiding spot and began to shoot at his assailant once again.
It was quick, Bucky was shooting one minute and the next, he’s hanging on tight to part of the train. The only part of the train that wasn’t secure Steve soon appeared and was reaching out his hand. But Bucky knew that this was it for him.
“Steve,” Bucky yelled.
“I got you, Buck,” Steve inched closer to his best friend. “Don’t worry. I got you.”
“Take care of her, for me.”
***
You were tidying up your space when you noticed Steve standing in the doorway. You rushed over and threw your arms around Steve. You were excited they were back and couldn’t wait to get your tiny wedding into gear. But when Steve pulled you back and stared at you with almost empty eyes, that same feeling you felt when you watched him and the group leave, returned.
“Steve?” your voice shook. “What happened?”
Steve swallowed hard as he pulled you back into the room. He guided you to the only chair and sat you down. “Y/N,” His voice trembled as he knelt down before you. “I’m sorry, Bucky…”
The world around you froze and your body grew cold as Steve’s voice slowly faded. It felt like a dream, except it wasn’t a dream. It was a nightmare that you wanted no part of. But you couldn’t escape it. This was real. This was happening. Your body grew stiff as you heard Steve say those three words. Words that would haunt you for years to come.
You felt your arm reach out and make contact with Steve’s face. The tears rolled down your face as you tried to keep the sobs from escaping your lips. But when Steve turned back to you, you saw the tears in his eyes. He didn’t say anything as he stood up and made his way out of the room.
“You were supposed to watch out for him!” You yelled as you got up and rushed towards him. “You were supposed to bring him home.” You pushed him the moment he turned around. “You were supposed to keep him alive for me.” You went to slap him again, but Steve caught your arm and pulled you into the tightest hug.
Your body melted away into that hug as you felt your entire world fall apart around you. Soon your legs buckled from under and Steve was holding you on his lap. He rocked you as you cried and clung tightly to him.
“I’m sorry,” Steve whispered as he heard the muffled screams come from your small body. “I’m so, so sorry.”
***
Over the next week, there was a small funeral-like ceremony held for Bucky. Since there wasn’t a body for burial or to even send back home to the states, people just told stories about him. The stories couldn’t pull even a small smile from your lips. Not even the stories that Steve told. You just sat there, holding the small locket Bucky gifted you before he left. In the locket was his picture that you looked at almost everyday, but since being told about his death, you couldn’t bring yourself to open it.
You quickly got up and made your way out of the room and out of the building. You ignored the cold wind on your sink as you made your way to the only place that could make you feel closer to Bucky.
The smell of whiskey hit you the moment you opened those doors before the heat hit your skin. You walked up to the bar counter and sat down and before you knew it you had ordered an entire bottle of whiskey. You finally felt what your father had been feeling all those years ago when your mother died. You wanted nothing more than to be rid of the pain and whole in your chest. And you didn’t care if it killed you.
“Hey!” You felt the bottle leave your hand before you could get it to your mouth. “What do you think you’re doing?” You turned to see Howard standing right next to you, holding the bottle of whiskey in his hands. You went to reach for it but he took a step back. “No, I don’t think so.” He said handing it to the bartender and handing him a few large bills. He even instructed the bartender not to serve you anything but water or tea. Howard turned back to you. His face was full of worry and he was out of breath. “As much as I love seeing a beautiful woman drink, I can’t let you down an entire bottle in your state.”
You turned away from him. “Why do you care so much?”
“First off, that offensive,” Howard took a seat next to you. “Second, you’re my friend and you lost the love of your life. Third, Steve and I have been looking for you since he saw you leave.”
As if on cue, Steve walked into Crocker’s Folly and made his way towards you. He looked worried too but there was a little bit more anger on his face. You knew what was coming.
“What were you thinking?” Steve turned you around in your seat. “Leaving like that while it was freezing out? You could have frozen to death. What are you doing here anyway?”
You didn’t answer because you couldn’t. The stern look in Steve’s eyes, as he held your shoulders tight, had you almost frozen in place. Your heart raced as you just stared at him. You felt the tears form in the corner of your eyes as you heard Howard explain what he saw when he found you. You looked away as the shame you felt washed over faster than anything you felt that day.
“Y/N,” Steve lifted your chin with two fingers. That stern look was replaced with worry and sadness. “He wouldn’t want this for you. He wouldn’t want you to end up like your father. You’re better than that.”
“I…I just…”
“Come here,” Steve pulled you into his arms and held you as you cried silently. “I miss him too. You have to stay strong for him. Stay alive for him.” Steve pulled you back and stared at you. “Promise me you’ll stay alive for him.”
You nodded and let Steve help you back to your small apartment. Everything was packed away in small suitcases, ready to be sent back to Brooklyn ahead of you. Steve was set to go back in a week with you to help you get settled and to get a break and grieve Bucky. The thought of returning home without Bucky killed you. This wasn’t how your guys story was supposed to end.
***
A few days before you and Steve were to leave, you were tying up loose ends with Peggy when Steve ran in. He was a sweaty mess and breathing hard. “We found him,” he breath taking both your shoulder and Peggy’s. “We found Zola and Schmidt.”
Within hours you and Steve had gotten into a pissing match about you going with him. Steve didn’t want you to go, he wanted you to stay and go home. It’s what Bucky would have wanted and he was right. Bucky would have wanted you stay and to go home, maybe get a place with his sister. But you didn’t care. You wanted to go and Steve coudln’t make you stay.
But there you were a few days later sneaking your way onto an aircraft. You ignored just about eveyrhing Steve and Peggy told you to do. You knew that they said it to keep you safe and to keep you pretty much alive. You knew you should have listened to them, but you didn’t want to. There was nothing here for you anymore. Everything you ever loved, was gone.
Forever.
So there you were, arguing with Steve about how to get you off the aircraft. An aircraft that was flying towards hundreds of people with a live bomb on board. There weren’t any parachutes for the both of you and there wasn’t a safe place for Steve to chuck you off at. So you were stuck there with him.
“You’re crazy you know that?” Steve walked away from you. He didn’t hide the fact that he was extremely upset with you. You could tell the whole time the two of you argued, you could see in his eyes and hear it in his voice–he thought he failed Bucky by not protecting you.
“What about you? Huh?” you caught up with Steve and over looked the mass ocean before you two. It was beautiful and it almost made you forget what you were doing.
“I’m doing my job,” Steve set his shield down and sat down. He took hold of the steering and began to figure out what to do next. You could see how the mission just disappeared from his eyes and a blank like expression replaced it.
“What?” you asked, standing next to him. Steve ignore you and got hold of the radio and flipped it on. Then he turned to you, took your hand in his hand placed it on the steering wheel. HIs hand under yours. “Steve?”
“Steve?! Y/N?!” Howards voice over the radio startled you. “Please tell you guys are landing that bird.”
Steve doens’t answer so you take the radio in your other hand. “We have no where to land, Howard. It looks like we might need to crash this thing.”
There was some static and then Peggys voice was clear as day. “Steve, Y/N,” her voice shook but there was a hint of that authoritative tone she always used. “You need to find a way out of that aircraft now. Howard will have a team ready to look for you.”
“We can’t do that,” Steve said. “We gotta do it together.”
You froze in place.
“Peggy?” Steve said her name so calmly that you almost missed a hint of sadness in it. “I may need to take a rain check on that dance.”
“Next week,” Peggy’s voice changed as well and all you could do was stare at Steve. “Don’t be late.”
“Maybe we can double date it?” you found yourself asking. Steve looked up at you. “What do you say, Howard? Steve and I walk away from this, we go dancing with them?”
“Absolutely,” Howards voice matched Peggy’s. “I’ll make sure you shine on that dance floor, Y/N. You’ll turn heads everywhere you go.”
“I can’t wait.”
Steve slowly nodded at you. You took that as your cue to gently press your hand down on the steering wheel. You felt the aircraft dip down further and further as you kept pushing the control down. Steve’s eyes never left yours and neither has yours.
“We will have a ball,” Howard’s voice seemed distant now. “Just walk out of this and stay–”
***
Steve pushed passed people and down halls. His heart was racing and he was terrified. This had to be HYDRA. This had to be some sort of trick and he needed to find you. The thought of you being held captive and alone, maybe being tortured like they did Bucky those years ago, it made him run even faster through the strange building.
Steve found himself outside. He was surrounded by even more stange buildings. The sounds that surround him, they’s loud and everywhere. Steve turned this way and that, trying to find something that was familiar to him.
Then Steve stopped.
A figure was walking towards him. A woman, dressed in tight fitted clothing. Her hair was pulled up and she wore a black cap on her head and sunglasses on her face. A voice behind her snaps and she turned around and snapped back at the voice. Ther was something familiar by the way she walked and talked. It almost reminded Steve of…
The woman took both her sunglasses and cap off. Steve just stared as the long dark hair hung around the womans shoulders. Her eyes held back tears but he could see the small smile in them. She stopped talking and tilted her head. Her eyes became pleading as she stared at Steve.
Then he saw it.
A small diamond ring hung on a chain around her neck. He’s seen that ring many times before. He was there when it was bought and when it was placed around your ring finger. Steve’s eyes snapped back up towards your face. Your lips twitched at it’s corners, almost pulling into a smile.
“Hey,” your voice rang in Steves ears. “You’re finally awake.”
Steve’s eye brows furrowed together. He was confused and he looked around at the group of people surrounding you both. You don’t look bothered by it at all. “What do you mean?”
Summary: It’s been two years since you’ve interviewed the Infinity War’s cast, and everything has been going great with every friend of yours helping you whenever you need them. But there is just something you can’t help but notice, Tom Holland’s different attitude towards you.
Warning: This story has a slow progression, which means it will be focused more on feelings and character developments, I like to keep my stories detailed and imaginable as much as possible. I used the prons ‘’she’’-‘’her’’ in the story but you can imagine it in every way you like! Thank you!!
Words long: 1930
Chapters: ½
A/N: Please don’t forget to also watch the videos at the end!<3
Completed: No
Important!: This is a sequel to an already finished series of mine, “Starstruck on the Red Carpet”, even though you don’t have to read it to understand this, it will help you for sure! It tells how y/n and Tom met, and the details of the side characters!
Here are the chapters of Starstruck on the Red Carpet!
And for that moment, it really didn’t felt like a story was ending, like how Tom said, you actually felt like this was only the beginning of another chapter.
A brand new chapter.
And you were excited for what’s to come.
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“That was amazing!” you’ve heard a familiar voice coming towards you taking short steps, making you turn and giggle, “Thanks, Elijah!”
There he was, your friend, the camera guy, the help that was there whenever you needed, Elijah. Wearing a funny t-shirt, carrying his bag that was surprisingly emptier than how you were used to seeing it.
“You totally killed that interview!” he fixed his hair, “Your questions were just so on point and funny that I don’t think even the company that is hosting this event expected questions like that!” he laughed, making you laugh too as he kept talking about how much he loved the actor you just interviewed.
“Oh Elijah, you’re just adorable.” You said, giving him a high five, “I was just doing what you were teaching me for the last year.”
“Oh I barely thought you anything, I’m a camera equipment guy, y/n.” He mocked, getting a smile from you. “Well you’re the best teacher anyone could ever dream hope, helping me with everything.” You explained, as you stepped out of the building with him, surprisingly, warm sunrays welcomed you. Was the weather always this nice in London?
“Let me take that.” He said, taking the tripod that you were carrying for him, “Ah no no, it’s alright.” You pulled your arm towards yourself, “I got this.”
“Ah come on.” He giggled, “Look at all the things you’re carrying, let me handle some of them.”
After a solid minute of arguing, you indeedrealized that you were carrying way more than you probably could have to carry any longer, you both shared things to carry, though you didn’t miss the fact that he was carrying more than you.. intentionally?
“Coffee?” he suggested, taking all your attention with a surprise, “Please.” You almost begged.
You were sitting in a cafe that Elijah and you were familiar with by now, every now and then you two would end up there, sitting for a coffee and of course, giggles and stories to tell.
Elijah was your best friend.
“Ah, how is Nathalie?” he raised an eyebrow, “Is she doing alright? It’s been a while since I last saw her.” He took a sip from his way too much-sugared coffee, “She is doing great! Oh actually, since our schedule is done for today, I was going to- planning to visit her today after I change my clothes..” you showed your clothes that were way too formal for you, you wanted to be in your pajamas immediately. “Want to come with me? She must be missing you since she changed positions into a different department, you’re like her son.”
His eyes sparkled with excitement, as you two laughed at your words, indeed, Nathalie, your moms best friend who was the reason you were living this life, having this amazing job, adoredElijah.
“I missed her as well, I would love t-”
His expression flattened, getting a raised eyebrow from you. “Oh.. I, let’s plan that for another day, shall we?” he suggested, as he looked like he remembered something, “I had.. somebo-something to do for today. It’s kind of urgent.”
You took a sip, “Oh looks like someone’s having a date.” You giggled evilly, as his arms covered his face with embarrassment, “Oh my god, of course not!” he defended himself, as you just nodded, “lies.”
“It’s-it’s not like that! I promise you think I wouldn’t tell you if I had something like a date.” He shrugged, “Like something like that is possible for me to have.”
“Awwh, Elijah.” You patted his shoulder, “Don’t say stuff like that, you’re going to make me feel bad about what I said!”
“That’s the whole point of why I said that!” he laughed, in a victorious way.
“Oh, you..”
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“Well, it’s about time for me to go then.” You explained as you two shared the bill, “Same here.” He said, giving you a long hug, “Drive safe, alright?” he patted your head like you were a twelve year old, “Sure, mom.”
As you walked towards your car, you took a short glimpse to your back, looking at Elijah who wasn’t looking at you, he looked, stressed, or was that confusion?
“I.. Elijah, something happened.. I should go now, I well, I’ll see you later.”
You remembered saying this to him, and him replying with “Never mind, yes.. see.. you later.”
You didn’t know why his voice broke at the end.
You sighed, you’re probably thinking too much again y/n, look at him, he is fine!
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You threw yourself on your bed, without changing your clothes. You could use a nap before you head out to Nath’s.
A framed picture on your desk took your attention, making you get up slightly and reach for it, Ah..
You moved your fingers around the picture, as if it would make you feel like you were still in there, in that night, Ah.. thatnight.
It was a picture from two years ago, in a party, with all the Avengers: Infinity War cast around you, standing around a red sofa. You smiled, what a night that was.
The first day of your internship, you had the chance to interview all the Infinity War cast members in the red carpet, while also having the chance to walk on the red carpet, making everyone assume you were a guest.
Aahhh, you rolled around the bed, you missed that night so much!
Elijah,ah, that’s how you first met that awkward guy, teaching you everything. You were just an intern that he was assigned to help out.
And two years later, you werethe main interviewer of your department, having Elijah as your cameramen. Could it get any better than that? You were truly blessed to know someone like him.
Ah, and Tom.. Tom Holland. It’s been two years since you two met as well, sure, he was traveling all the time for the shootings and interviews, but that didn’t stop you two to hang out time to time. You actually managed to see the guy who you thought you said farewellto.
The guy who assumed you were an actress, the person who sat on the bench with you, the warm night, and the long hug. The person you lov-
The buzzing from your phone made you jump from your bed, giving you chills, “Oh my god.” You said to yourself as you looked who was calling, “Speaking of the devil..”
You looked at the picture that popped out, a selfie of both of you from that magical night. There he was, Tom and you. Tom and you.
“Hey, Spider-Man.” You lay on your bed again.
“Hey,darling! Just wanted to check on how you were doing.” His gentle voice sounded like a melody to your ears, “You know, I missed you!” he complained, “Oh Tom, you’re flirting, as always!” you laughed, “Ah, can’t help it, love.” He changed his accent into a romantic tone, “It’s all natural.”
“Well, Holland, you are right on that.” You said, trying to sound normal and not excited, “We should hang out sometime, are you in London?”
“Ah, well not at the mom-” he paused, “Uhm, yeah yeah, I actually am.” You raised an eyebrow, did he just.. panicked and tried to lie?
First Elijah, and now him, Interesting..
“Did you travel so much that you forgot where you are now?” you joked and shrug it off, you didn’t want to make him realize that you understood he tried to lie. “Ah, haha, yes, darling. You know me, always traveling, so how did your interview with Elijah go?” he randomly asked, “Are you with him now?”
“Ah Spider-Man, you are always thinking about my well being, how nice of you.” You joked, “It was actually great, Elijah loved i-”
You stopped, wait.. You never told him that you had an interview planned for today. Actually, he didn’t even know that you were working extra shifts on a Saturday.
“Thomas, how did you know that I had an interview today?” you asked, making sure to make your voice in a sarcastic way to make him less stressed. What was going on?
“Oh!” you felt him jump, “Well, haha, you-you must’ve mentioned that before and forgot, or, you know, you always work too much and oh are you resting enough, darling? You know you usually need 12 hours of sleep a day so take care of yourself, eh?”
Okay, there was definitely something up with him. But you decided not to put your nose into everything, you sure wanted to ask more and more, but decided to keep it cool, since he was.. important to you. A friend, yes, y/n, a friend. Don’t get your hopes up like you always do.
“You know me, always sleeping anyway!” you decided to play with his absurd way to change the topic, “Ah.. I’m glad. Don’t worry though, I’ll be your prince charming and wake you up from your eternal sleep with a gentle kiss from m-wait, was the prince charming the one who was kissing the Sleeping Beauty or just a normal prince? I’m confused.”
“Well, I prefer Cinderella’s story, but yes, it was a prince who kissed the sleeping beauty. Even if he wasn’t we could just create our own love fairytale!” you laughed with him.
“Well, we don’t have to create from the scratch, darling. I’m enjoying the one we’re living very, very much.”
You held your breath, even though you knew he was just jokin- “Ah, my manager is calling for me, I’m on my way! So, I got to go now, let’s plan to hang out soon y/n, I missed yo-See ya!”
Before you knew it, the call was over and you were looking at the black mirror of your phone, Interesting.. you thought to yourself, What is up with those two today?
You took the framed picture you dropped to your bed again and just lay down with it, trying to forget about the weird and awkward conversation you just had, It’s probably just nothing, Holland being a Holland, he was probably always like this. You smiled at the picture,
Yeah he was, I mean..
probably..
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The horns and voices of people walking around could be heard from almost all the streets of London, however, the cafe that Elijah and Y/N were sitting was still somehow quiet enough for today. A guy walked inside of the cafe, searching for a table.
The table that Elijah was still sitting after Y/N was gone.
“Hey, man!” Elijah turned his face to the door, seeing the one and only..
..Tom Holland.
“Hey Tom, how is everything going?” they went for a quick hug, “Cool cool, it’s all great man!”
Tom took his jacket in his hand and then hang it to the back of the chair, sitting against Elijah.
Elijah could see the nervousness on Tom’s face, hell, even the people who were in here who didn’t know him probably could as well.
“Thanks for coming, Elijah. It really means a lot to me.” Tom quickly explained, “You know, I.. I kind of needed you.. to talk.”
“Uh huh..” Elijah nodded, placing both of his arms on the table, “It’s alright, Tom. Really! I was free all day anyway, so, what is the reason you wanted to talk to me this afternoon?”
Wow,I missed you all so much! It’s so good to be back, haha!
The Avengers: Infinity War is out today! Whaat?! I can’t wait to see it, to celebrate it, I wanted to release the sequel today, as you know, it was all about the cast of this movie!
There is a big time skip, as you realized, there are a lot of things that happened in that time, we’ll get to see and explore them together!
I’m sorry if Tom wasn’t that present in this chapter a lot, I just wanted to remind the other characters if you forgot about them.
Like i say all the time and will keep saying it, thank you for coming this far,I love you all so much and want you to know how special the support all of you gave me was.
It meant the worlds.
I will try to update every week!
Can’t wait to live every moment of this story with all of you, one last time!
I would love to hear your thoughts about your opinions on this chapter or the story overall. Comments are always appreciated, why do you think Tom called Elijah to talk?
