about.in which you find your lab partner in a strange place you’d never expect to find him in.
warnings.corny‼️
ricky rocks. short story 4 my best man because i didn’t want to think too hard into this
“you look like someone who could use some company.”
oh god, you sounded like a weirdo. or a hooker.
but despite that, he still looked and smiled at you, “look at you.” he almost grinned harder once he got a good look at you, taking notice that you weren’t exactly wearing the sweatshirt and sweatpants he always saw you in—but rather a very revealing top and a mini skirt. “didn’t take my lab partner for someone who liked to party.”
“i might say the same thing about you, parker,” you smiled back, taking a seat next to him on the ratty old frat couch he sat on. “when i thought of you getting your rocks off, i thought you’d be in an actual room with rocks.”
“wow, i’m offended,” he squinted at you putting a hand against his chest as if to cover his wounded heart, but he stilled smiled. “i would have hoped you thought higher of me, y/l/n.”
“i don’t intend on offending you, peter,” you smiled with amusement, “i just would have thought you were better than this.” you motioned and referenced to the frat house that you both currently sat in with all the buff dudes bumping their heads as they watched another identical guy chug a beer.
it made him scoff and his head slightly tipped, “but it’s normal for you to stoop this low?”
you shrugged, “we all have our moments of weakness… me more than anyone.”
“oh, so you’re saying this is a weekly occurrence for you?” he quirked an eyebrow, really wanting to know the answer.
and you almost didn’t want to answer, cringing as your head slightly fell sideways in shame, “maybe.”
“oh, on,” he shook his head, “cheap beer? men who don’t know basic hygiene and are probably failing their math 1 class? that’s your type, isn’t it? that’s why you come here, to get some play from boys with pedophile staches and low iqs?”
you laughed maybe a little too loudly, quickly slapping your hand over your mouth as you stared at peter who’s brow arched higher, but still he smiled, loving every moment of your presences.
“i don’t stoop that low.”
“oh, good. we still have time to save you,” he sat up now, clasping your elbow and scooting closer to you, “i almost thought i’d have no chance with you.”
“really?” your cheeks burned and you almost felt shameful for leaning closer to him as his voice was now a whisper and comforting and warm and ready to swallow you whole.
“yeah,” he nodded his head, “compared to those big burley guys who live off pre-workout, i’m nothing.”
you giggled again, feeling woozy and even more drunk with his amusement that was just feeding you to the brim with bliss. it felt out of body, it didn’t feel real, but it was and you felt like a fool falling so fast for someone you barely knew.
“they got nothing on you, peter parker.”
**
you were completely lost with time, but all you knew was he was a really good kisser and that’s all that mattered right then and there as the two of you stumbled into your dorm room where you were soon consumed in pitch black. neither of you could find care for it as you still clung to him feverishly, kissing him with all you could as if on a timer.
you couldn’t help but laugh once his mouth pulled from yours and started pressing kissed against your neck while the two of you still absent mindedly attempted to find your bed. you tried your best to guide but failed—causing the both of you to trip over your own feet and fall to the ground.
you giggled through the pain as you were now squished beneath peter’s body. he groaned, laughing a little himself but he still winced, pushing himself off and to the side of you, “well, we tried.”
“we did.” you smiled, not finding the attempt a complete failure due to now being a lot more familiar with your lab partner.
“i’d say i was hoping things would go a lot more smoother but…” he traveled off, now looking to the side of your face, “i’m not completely disappointed.”
All his attention was on you, like the two of you were the only ones here, which you most certainly weren’t. His eyes gazing into yours like they held the whole god damn universe, which they didn’t but to him it was so closest he would get to the stars. Like how could anything else possibly matter besides this exact moment. He was waiting so patiently but eagerly for the words to flow out of your mouth. Like your lips held the key to world peace — his world.
“I’ve always done what was asked of me, what i thought i was supposed to do. Everyone has always made my choices for me but… this time — this choice is all mine. I am choosing this, i am choosing you”
A/N: Fight scene is next! Not looking forward to that i suck at writing them so i’ll probably stick close to the script for that or just be very vague with it, not edited or proof read!
Sam stood on his front porch, his phone still clutched in his hand as he stared at the call log. He let out a breath, hitting your name bringing the phone to his ear, when he heard it go straight to voicemail he let out a groan, squeezed his phone so hard that if he had that serum running through his veins he definitely would have crushed his phone.
He was feeling a mixture of emotions, he was frustrated with how vague you were, he was mad at Bucky for clearly not telling him everything he seen the headlines about you, the video footage of you walking out on Bucky followed by lightning lighting up the sky he thought it was just a fight, an argument because he knew first hand how stubborn Bucky could be but you were always so reasonable, Steve use to tell him you were the glue that kept them together, he was hoping that would be the case with Bucky, you and him.
He knew this wasn’t going to be easy, everything changed but he gave you your space, gave you time but 6 months was such a long time. He was nervous every goddamn day he would check his phone from any sign that you were alive and well, he would check the news. When he heard in the news a single lightning strike cracked a 100 year old tree in half, he felt some sort of relief but it was clearly intentional, he tried to get Bucky to talk to him but he was like a broken record with the whole “None of your business”
But he was so fucking nervous right now, that sounded like a goodbye and not just a see you later one like you told him but a your never gonna see me again goodbye. His mind couldn’t stop playing one of the last conversations with Steve he ever had about you on repeat.
2023 - A little before Steve Rogers Passing
“Hey Sam?”
“Yeah Cap?”
A small smile played on his face “You know you can stop calling me that, the shields yours”
An eye roll played out on Sam’s face “You’re always gonna be my Captain”
Nostalgia was written all over Steve’s face before it fell flat “Y/N hasn’t came by since the stones, i haven’t heard from her, im worried Sam”
“I’ve stopped by multiple times, called texted shes just not answering, I dont know whats going on”
“Bucky won’t tell me anything” he paused, liar Steve thought before continuing “They must be fighting again” a small smile on his face thinking of all Bucky’s and yours stupid fights.
Sam snorted “Makes two of us, i think shes just not handling all this” He gestured to Steve laying in a hospital bed “Well”
Steve nodded, he opened and closed his mouth, debating if he should say what he was thinking before starting “I know this is asking a lot of you Sam, but you need to look after her”
“You know i will Cap, always, shes family to me too”
“I’m gonna tell you something that only Y/N, Tony, Fury and I knew, you can’t tell Bucky it’ll just make things worse”
“Yeah of course, my lips are sealed”
Steve nodded “Y/n, she didn’t just go for a walk, fall asleep and wake up here” he referred to the 2000’s “She died”
Sam’s mouth dropped “What? that wasn’t in any file?”
“I know because we decided it was best kept a secret but a little bit after she woke up she couldn’t remember much but it came back to her, she was hysterical, we had to sedate her. It was like everything she felt before hit her all at once…. but we got her to talk, it wasn’t uncommon after the war for people to commit suicide”
Sam’s eyes went wide not liking where this was headed.
“Y/n, she lost us, she didn’t have anyone left. She attended not one but two funerals where there was no body, I couldn’t imagine what she felt.” Steve brought his eyes to look at Sam’s because he didn’t want to say it and he knew with Sam he wouldn’t have to “She, did it Sam, she went to — and she did”
“Steve, that’s a lot” Sam got up, he started pacing near the foot of the bed “That changes everything, i gotta —“
Steve cut him off “I know its a lot as long as you know she’s in there and alive that’s all that matters Sam”
“Why didn’t you tell Bucky, that’s his girl”
“He went through a lot, he was healing, she was healing, she promised me everything was fine”
“He’d kick down that door if he knew”
Steve had a small smile “Yeah i know he would, he wouldn’t let her out of his site, she’s his everything”
“Any idea why they’d be fighting?”
Steve shrugged “Can’t say i do Sam” he knew of course he did, Bucky came to him 2 weeks ago asking for advice about you. How he didnt know he was anymore, didn’t know who you were anymore. That he didn’t want to drag you through the dark tunnel of finding out who he was now, Steve told him that was stupid.
That’d you’d be more hurt by him saying he needed space, that he needed time because the two of you were already on borrowed time. Steve promised he wouldn’t say anything no matter how badly he wanted to, because he hoped at the time the two of you would sort this out before it was time for him to go but by the looks of things that wasn’t the case. It was a secret that was coming with him to the grave, he knew Bucky would tell Sam when he was ready, when that trust was built he just hoped it wasn’t gonna be too late.
The front door swung open “What the hell Sam? Was that y/n?! Don’t even lie to me i heard you say her name” Bucky’s brows were creased, pointing his finger at Sam.
Sam didnt say anything quite yet, he could see the smoke coming out of Bucky’s ears, he knew he had to tell him. It was the only way he couldn’t think of any other excuse that he wouldn’t question “We should go inside”
Sam turned to walk inside but Bucky grabbed his arm to stop him. Sam stared in his eyes. He could tell how worried he was, he could see the panic, the heartache, the sacrifices but most importantly the love he had for you.Sam kept walking nodded for Bucky to follow him to the table, he could hear his heavy footsteps trailing behind him.
He pulled a chair out and plopped down, Bucky stood there with his arms crossed “Sit down Buck”
“No”
“Bucky sit down”
Bucky lingered a little longer before giving in, pulling out the chair across from Sam “You better start talking Sam”
“I will, under one condition you don’t interrupt me and know I only didn’t tell you because Steve made me promise”
Bucky nodded so Sam started “One of the last time’s i went to visit Steve, he told me something that only he, Fury, Stark and of course y/n knew. It wasn’t in any of her files for good reasons, it was only needed to know per situation information, that’s why he didn’t tell you. He knew you were recovering, you were bettering yourself and this would have held you back, he told me he knew y/n would tell you when she was ready” He paused “What do you know about the night she disappeared?”
Still a scowl on his face he responded “That Peggy told her about Steve, after the funeral she just disappeared. Steve told me she fell asleep by our spot, that she just woke up and it was 2012, the ground absorbed her or something, right?”
Sam shook his head “She didn’t fall asleep Buck”
“What do you mean she didn’t fall asleep? So Steve lied to me?”
“Bucky, she died”
Bucky stood up, his chair flying back “What do you mean she died? So she’s a ghost?! Stupidest thing i’ve ever heard!” He was pacing now. “Why’d they lie to me!” He slammed his fist down on the table making Sarah jump in the kitchen
“She committed suicide” Sam wanted to break eye contact with Bucky because now he knew what you meant when you told him how Bucky’s ocean eyes would suck you in like a whirl pool, and Sam was drowning trying to get out as they filled with water
Bucky shook his head “No, no, no why would she do that Sam? Did he say why she would do that, my girl wouldn’t do that, she, she — “
“She lost both of you Buck, she lost you then she lost Steve. You two were all she had, man. There were no bodies to bury, she never got closure. Can’t imagine what she was feeling”
Bucky walked over taking a seat on the couch, he had millions of questions that he was scared to ask since the answer to his last one was weighing him down he was sure this was one he’d never be able to get off his shoulders.
“Steve said they ran tests and they were never able to find out how she was resurrected but there assuming it had to do with her powers there was no other logical explanation”
Bucky nodded, as silence took over for a brief moment, the air was so thick you could cut it with a knife. Till Bucky jumped up off of the couch “She lost Steve”
“We all lost Steve”
“No you dont get it” Bucky ran his hands down his face “She lost Steve, and I - fuck, im so stupid. I wasn’t thinking, “I gotta call her Sam, this is bad, do you think she w-would do it again?”
“Woah Buck, slow down” Sam was standing now “What are you talking about?”
“I told her I needed time, Sam, she gave me the ring back, we broke up. She lost me then she lost Steve”
“Did Steve know?”
“Of course he knew, he told me i was stupid, i am stupid”
“He knew, that’s why he told me, he knew she was gonna lose both of you all over again” Sam’s eyes widened “That was her on the phone, she told me she was proud of me, she was saying goodbye Buck”
“Well, call her back!” Bucky shouted
“I tried it goes straight to voicemail”
“She called me” Bucky whispered “A day ago, she didn’t say anything but I could hear her, then she just hung up” he paused “What if she already…”
“Don’t say it Buck, she’s not, she can’t be”
“We gotta go now, we gotta go to her place and kick her door down!” Bucky was already walking to the door
“48 hours ago a single lightning strike hit a 100 year old tree in the park” Sam blurted out
Bucky froze he knew exactly what he meant, and he knew exactly what you were doing when you did that “She let me go” he whispered, wiping the tear that escaped before turning around “She was letting me — usgo” his voice cracked
“Do you know where else she could have gone?
“Hey guys?” Sarah spoke from the kitchen “I hate to interrupt but you might wanna see this”
Both men entered the kitchen staring at the TV as Spiderman was on a video call with a news reporter but with his mask off.
“Just the truth.” Spiderman spoke
“Oh sure.” Jameson rolled his eyes
“I thought he wore a mask for a reason?” Bucky questioned
Sarah’s eyes widened “You two missed a lot while you were fixing that damn boat, they revealed his identity just some kid named Peter Parker from queens” she shrugged
“The truth is, that this is all my fault. I accidentally brought those
dangerous people here”
“Well, he admits it!”
“And if those people are watching, just know that I really did try to help you. I mean, I could have killed you -“ Peter says before holding up some weird box, Bucky and Sam look at each other briefly before Peter starts talking again “At any given moment. But I
didn’t. Because my Aunt May taught me that everyone deserves a second chance. And that’s why I’m here”
“And where is “here” exactly?”
“A place that represents second chances” He turns the camera slightly and you can see him at the top of the statue of liberty, as the camera turns back around for a brief second Bucky and Sam could have sworn they saw you before the camera turned back fully on Peter.
“Did you see that?” Bucky asks
Sam nodded “She did promise Stark she’d watch out after Spiderman, and if Peter is Spiderman shes gonna watch out after him to”
“The Statue of Liberty?! Good God, folks, he’s about to destroy another national landmark”
“But world, if you’re watching–“
“Believe me, the world is watching–“
“Wish me luck. Your friendly neighborhood SpiderMan could really use some.”
Peter’s video ends, Bucky turns to Sam “Do you have his phone number?”
“When i became Captain America they auto synced phone numbers in my phone, i’m not sure” Sam reached in his pocket
“Well check!” Bucky groaned
“What the hell do you think i’m doing?!” He started scrolling through his contacts “At least we know she’s alive”
“Yeah but not safe, what bad guys, plural might I add, is he talking about?”
“I got it, i found it” He turned his phone around to show Bucky ‘Spiderman’
Bucky ripped the phone out of Sam’s hand and hit call puting it to his war
“No. I got no time for uh, Peter Parker stuff, you know? —
Do you?”
“Uh, that’s a little complicated”
“No, I understand. I guess it’s just not in the cards for guys like us”
“Well, I wouldn’t give up. It took a while, but we made it work”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah, me and Mj, my Mj — It uh, it gets confusing here” Peter 2 smiled slightly before noticing the grim look of heartbreak on Peter 3s face, he continued “You don’t think you have one?”
He shook his head “Nah, those days are long behind me” he smiles looking out the window at you, the way the wind was blowing in your hair made you look like the most angelic human he’s ever seen, he watched the way the moonlight shined off the side of your face perfectly illuminating the swoop of your nose down to your lips setting his heart best into a frenzy. You looked slightly anxious and he wanted nothing more than to make sure you were okay.
Peter 2 followed his eyeline, when his eyes found you he couldn’t help but grin,looking back at the other Peter “All our universes might have a couple things in common but doesn’t mean all of them have to have everything in common”
“Whaddya mean?”
“I mean like you two have web shooters, I don't”
“Now you’re just bragging” Peter 3 tossed his head back laughing, he could feel your gaze on him.
He laughed, “No no, just wait, I’m getting there. And maybe our two share an MJ” he gestured to himself and the youngest peter who was still down stairs on the phone waiting for the last cure “but maybe there’s another universe out there where another Spiderman is like me” He paused briefly “Or one where Peter has ay/n instead of an MJ”
He looked down fiddling with his mask “I don’t think my universe has either”
“Maybe that’s because your y/n is here”
“Hey! Are you two ready?” The youngest Peter popped back up the stairs “Final cure is finished, Neds gonna portal us over there any second now, then ill take a video and send — Wheres y/n?” He stopped realizing you weren’t in the room.
“She’s still on the phone” Peter 2 gestured to the window
Peter 1 walked over to the window “She looks anxious” He placed the bag containing the cures on a small side table “I should go check on her” He started towards the door.
The eldest Peter gave Peter 3 a look, a knowing look as he raised his eyebrow, nudging his head towards the door. Peter 3’s eyes went wide in realisation.
He jumped up off the stool “Is it okay if I go instead?”
Peter 1 stopped, turning around he looked at Peter 2 who nodded then back to Peter 3 “Y-yeah of course but we have to go any second now, okay?”
Peter 3 noded fiercely “Yeah, of course i’ll be fast” he never felt like he was moving so slow but so fast in his life. His heartbeat was speeding up the closer he got to you.
“Y/n, holy shit, what are you up to? It’s been…” He paused you could see his demeanour changing when the realisation dawned on him exactly how long it had been “way too long”
You could hear Bucky and some girl talking in the background before Sam was shushing them. He mumbled “Dont worry about it” and then you could hear a chair being pushed back.
He moved on was all you could think about after hearing him laughing with a female voice, and of course Sam was leaving the room so you wouldn’t have to hear it. “Yeah” you let out an airy breath “It has been”
“I stopped by a few times”
“I know”
“I called, i texted, Buck he wouldn’t tell me anything y/n, you were – you are like family to me, I wanted us to stick together it’s what Steve wanted and, I-I didn’t even see you at the funeral”
“I’m sorry Sam, i just -“ you sniffled “It’s been hard since, everything” you paused “Im trying”
“Don’t apologise, you never have to apologise to me for anything. We were supposed to stick together as a team, a family. I’ll always be here for you, i’m just happy to hear your voice i was worried for awhile”
“I was at the funeral, I was just…”
“Hiding?” Sam finished for you
“Yeah”
“Why?”
“I just needed some time, We lost so many people, Steve left, Bucky left, i just needed to wallow, comprehend everything look for the light at the end of the tunnel”
“Did you find it? The light”
You looked through the window, into the dimly lit house, they must have moved upstairs while your Peter was on the phone. You watched him toss his head back, his hands clapping together at something the oldest Spider Man was saying to him.
“I think, i’m not sure but i’m going to find out” Moving your attention to the small pond of water just off to the side of the house “That’s why i called, I just want to thank you for being patient with me, always being there for me and i know you’re going to be the best Captain America Sam, I’m so proud of you”
“Why does this sound like a goodbye?” He was putting the pieces together, and he wasn’t liking the finished product that connected in his mind, a puzzle he wasn’t sure he wanted to see the end of.
Letting out a shaky breath, your heart felt like it was going to beat out of your chest, blood was flowing heavily to your ears, you spun around finding those golden brown eyes, meeting yours and you knew with the way he was looking at you he could tell you were getting anxious.
Your eyes gazed into his, even at the distance you were you couldn’t help but feel that metaphorical string pulling you to him, screaming at you that you were doing the right thing for once “Sam it’ll never be goodbye, our paths will always cross again, it’s just a see you later”
“Y/n” he was changing his tone from friendly to his newly discovered Captain America voice “What’s going on?”
“Thank you for everything Sammy” Before he could respond you hung up, smashing your phone in the process, Tony made sure you could never be tracked and where you were planning on going your sure your phone wouldn’t work anyway.
You sighed, allowing yourself to feel the breeze around you that wasn’t your doing, like the universe was telling you that you were doing the right thing.
“Are you alright?”
You spun around, your hair blowing behind you “You ask me that a lot”
“I’m a curious person by nature”
“And look where that got you, what was it bitten by a radioactive spider?” You scratched the top of your head pretending to think
He placed his hands on his hips. “God you’re witty, I gotta say I love it.“ He paused taking a deep breath “ I can’t complain, it led me here” He took a step closer “And i just can’t stop but feeling like all the paths i took, all the winding roads, the bumps were all leading me here” he point to the ground
You were trying your best to stay calm, to slow your heart rate back down because you were getting into an emotional territory you haven’t been to in a long time, so you took a gulp of air “To this spot of grass?”
He slowly reached out, his palms were sweating, he couldn’t even hear your heart beating even if he wanted to because his was beating just as loud. He tried to calm down so he could hear yours, he wanted to make sure you were feeling what he was and this wasnt all just in his head, because there was no way, in a logical sense that he could feel this way so soon about someone he just met not to long ago that existed in another universe, this surely couldn’t be a coincidence, maybe Peter the other Peter was right, maybe you were meant to be his Y/n.
The way he felt when he was close to you was like he was floating which was such an extraordinary feeling but scary as well because it made him think what if this was just a dream and he mostly likely was but on the small chance he wasn’t he had to take the leap.
He’d been wrong so many times he just wanted to be right this one last time, this pull he was feeling towards you was real it had to be, he stopped believing in fate after Gwen but this had to be fate there was no other explanation for the feeling in his heart. He licked his lips, shaking his head “No, to you”
You felt like the air was knocked out of you, your heart pounding in your throat. He was so close, you could feel his warm breath on your face, chills ran up your arm “Peter”
“Tell me to stop and I will” He placed his hand ever so gently on your cheek
It was nothing like the one that used to be placed there, the one that lit a match, setting a fire in you and then let it burn in suffocating you in your glass house; till nothing was left but the ashes.
It was something you weren’t used to but god you wanted to be selfish, you were so ready to take and so you did, you lifted your lips to meet him.
When they connected you couldn’t help but feel a shock, this was it, this was him it had to be, he had to feel this too. You cursed at the stars because they were aligning but in a different universe.
You both pulled away, he rested his forehead on yours, between heavy breathing he mumbled out “That was..”
“Yeah..”
“Did you feel…” He paused because he knew if you knew what he meant you did feel it.
You nodded “I did”
He placed a piece of hair behind your ear, his forehead still resting on yours, he could see your eyes getting glossy “I know” he said sadly “Maybe in another universe” his thumb caressing your cheek “Another lifetime”
“Why not this one?” You spoke softly before he had the chance to question you, a glowing circle appeared in the middle of the lawn, the two of you jumped apart.
Just in time as the last two Peter’s made their way out the front door of the safe house.
“You two ready to go?” Your Peter pointed towards the two of you, his eyes lingering on you to make sure you were okay.
I honestly am so in love with this fic ive had it in my head for so long, ive never had anything as planned out before as it is. I have the next part finished, will post it tonight or tomorrow, i dont wanna upload anything till i have the next next part done as well, im about 25% done part 8.
I have so many random scenes typed out to, i just need to find where they’ll fit since i dunno if you could tell im dragging this out a teeny tiny bit. I just wrote an intense scene and this is my favourite line in it so far (i think this will be after the fight scene);
“Bucky” You felt like you were swallowing knives saying his name “He was the moon, but you —“ Your voice shaky even though you’ve never been more sure in your life “You, Peter Parker, your the whole goddamn galaxy”
A/N: Ive never had a story planned like the way this one is, so its just an absolute breeze to write. In case theres any confusion this is a flashback part of the reader briefly during the couple months after Endgame + after Bucky told the reader he needed space.
You sat in the same spot you’ve been in since you got home from what you thought was your first real date with Bucky since the 1940s but you were so wrong. Disgustingly wrong.
You werent mad at him you could never be mad at him but god was your hesrt fucking shattered. You have no idea why you even bothered to get your hopes up anymore, especially after everything you’ve been through. How the hell did you not learn by now?
You were a mess and even that was an understatement you were a shell of a shell of a person you once were. Steve would have tried to talk some sense into you, try to reason with you about how the world needed you, and you’d reluctantly give him a nod, swallowing any and all feelings to the pits of your mind, turning into what he wanted, a soldier ready for a war.
Or, Tony would come by and first try to coax you out with humour. If he would even see a sliver of what he thought was a smile or a groan that sounded like it could be a laugh he’d consider that a win, and even though he tried so hard to be cool and collected because he had to be, he would let a sliver of that giant heart out and how could you say no to pushing through this for someone who wanted the best for everyone and only saw the best in you.
And Nat, would sit and wallow with you until you were done. She’s there for you without doing too much but it was more than enough. She’d make sure you got off your ass and took care of yourself. She’d put you before the mission, before the avengers, before herself. And seeing her show you such love even if it was subtle and not in spoken words but actions, you’d be sure as hell to show her you accepted that love and got off your ass.
Your mind played out each scene. You felt the way Natasha would lean down in front of you, the way Tony would give you a shoulder squeeze pulling you in for a side hug, the way Steve’s voice would bounce off the walls. It’s like you could see them, feel them, hear them but they of course weren’t there.
None of them were here anymore. They were all gone, they all left. They’re all dead and not coming back.
Your eyes were focused on the TV playing in the background, well was playing in the background till you saw the ‘NEW CAPTAIN AMERICA’ flash across the screen and it most certainly wasn’t Sam.
You tried your best to get your ears to focus but you could only hear ringing, you pulled yourself back in just in time to hear the woman on TV talking about you and your family.
“Now that Steve Rogers, Tony Stark and Natasha Romanoff are gone, who do we have left to save us if something happens again?”
The male news anchor weighed in “We have Spider Man”
“He’s got to be just a kid, the Falcon — Sam Wilson gave up the shield that Steve Rogers gave to him, how can he be reliable after that”
“Y/N Y/L/N”
She scoffed “How can we rely on someone who falls off the edge of the world after The Winter Soldier breaks up with her? The video of her aggressively walking out of that restaurant went viral for a reason and it wasn’t because of her being an Avenger but from the storm that followed, she should be locked up, someone with her capabilities she’s too unpredictable, unsteady”
“Now Sally, don’t you think you’re being a little too harsh on the girl? She lost her family while trying to help bring the rest of the worlds theres back”
“All I’m saying is when you’re a human with super abilities you have a certain responsibility to uphold and she’s just not doing that for me. I think the Avengers are over. I don’t feel safe with people like them hiding right under our noses”
“Y/N i know you’re in there, open up doll please” His voice was soft he was resting his forehead on the door. It had been almost a month since he last saw you. He walked by your apartment countless times. It was nowhere near his or near his therapist office but it was the only way he could feel close to you any more.
Especially when you wouldn’t answer his calls, you wouldn’t answer his texts and the only reason he figured out how to remotely do that was to reach out to you but he settled for listening to your voicemail the “Hi you’ve reached Y/N if you have this number odds are your probably in the compound with me and are too lazy to come find me” it would pause and you could hear Natasha in the background say “It was one time… okay maybe more than 10” then Steve and your laughter was heard before you continued “But if not i guess leave a message” then Tony shouted “She won’t get back to you bye!” before the beep was heard.
But 4 weeks was far too long he had to know you were alright. Sam told him he stopped by 2 weeks ago and could hear the TV on, and see your shadow under the door but you weren’t answering him either. So Bucky was hoping this wasn’t about him telling you he needed time. He felt so stupid doing that, he talked about it with Steve after you left, the night Steve told the two of you he was going to stay.
Steve told him he was being stupid, that it wasn’t by chance all three of you were alive just like it wasn’t by chance when he went to collect the infinity stones with Tony he just so happened to hide in Peggy’s office. It wasnt by chance, it was simply fate.
Bucky knew he was being stupid, he knew everything Steve and you had done for him, to get him back to save him. All the sacrifices you made but it was just so easy for Steve to toss him and you to the side he was scared that once you realized he wasn’t the same Bucky anymore you’d do the same. But you also weren’t the same Y/N he fell in love with anymore and nothing scared him more than falling out of love with you.
What was a little more time he thought?
You stood there staring at the door, you could see his shadow from under the door frame. You felt like you were on fire, it was quite literally possible for you to set yourself on fire too and you would set yourself on fire if it meant Bucky was here to beg for you back with ring in hand.
“Please, it’s about the shield about Steve. We need to get it back, back to where it belongs”
Burning.
“I’m done Buck” Your voice was hoarse, your throat scratchy, you’re positive he wouldn’t have even heard it if it wasn’t for the serum.
“What do you mean you’re done?” He banged a little harder “Open the door, let’s talk please”
“Go away, James. I don’t want you here”
He scoffed “You’re really going to do this? After everything Steve did for you?”
You winced, the glass cup in your hand shattering to the ground, water pooling around your feet. Putting out the fire that was burning in you momentarily.
It was silent for too long you didnt move, you stood there in the water, surrounded by glass shards.
“Y/N I didn’t — Im sorry” And he stood there a little longer, the floor creaked as he walked away.
“Bucky told me he came by” Sam paused hoping you’d say anything, he felt stupid talking to a door so he closed his eyes and pretended it was you “Y/N i know your hurting, i cant try to help you or to try and understand what your feeling unless you let me in. We dealt with loss and it hurts. I get that I do but we need to carry on for them, we need to pave the path for the future.”
You were laying on your couch watching your ceiling fan spinning around and around. It had been 12 weeks since Bucky stopped by, he didn’t call, he didn’t text. You were almost positive that this was Sam’s last effort in trying to coax you out but the truth was he wasn’t Natasha, he wasn’t Steve, he wasn’t Tony. And you weren’t even you.
You wanted to try so bad for Sam, he was so good, he was light, he was airy, and god was he so easy to talk to. Maybe that was why you couldn’t bring yourself to talk to him because then everything would come bubbling over, who knows what would happen then. Sally, the news lady was right, you were unpredictable, unsteady and not safe to be around. You didnt even wanna be around you anymore.
“I’m not sure how much of the news you’ve seen but a lot has happened” Pause “Bucky and I are going to work again, who knows we might even become friends, he’s going to help me with our family boat — We could use your help to, not just with the boat but to keep us from killing each other” He let out a small laugh “Ill text you where we’ll be, call me anytime y/n. Take care of yourself”
The floor started to creak, he was leaving. You tried to imagine what Sam looked like standing there, the truth was you forgot what he looked like, you forgot what they all looked like, they were burning memories fraying away. You’re sure you’d forget the sound of his voice in a couple weeks too, just like you did with all of them.
✍ Summary: Your Peter’s best friend. So, when he almost loses you - it’s dejavu. | 2.7k
Warning: NO WAY HOME SPOILERS
Finding yourself in a whole new version of New York with your best friend, Peter Parker, was confusing enough.
But whoever thought that it was a good idea to add some magical portal with two teenagers who seemed to be calling out to your best friend - obviously was crazy.
“Should we go to them?” Peter asked, nodding towards the portal with the two teenagers.
You looked at him, “Peter, as your best friend, you know that I often commend you for your brilliance, but this is seriously one of the dumbest ideas you’ve had.”
