Imagine taking a bullet for Steve.
Requested by BoandHutchFan

"Bucky, it won't be long. I'll be fine." You tell your best friend. He continues to hug you, and has been for ten minutes.

"But it not safe. I should come too." He argued.

"Buck, if you were captured again..."

"I know."

He finally released you and took a step back, putting his hands behind his back. He looked so sad, like when a parent drops their child off at daycare.

"I just.." He paused for a second, "I'm just going to miss you."

Your heart broke a bit by how sad he sounded, but you knew you couldn't let Steve go on this mission himself. It would be suicide.

"Come on, Agent (Y/L/N)!" Fury called, motioning towards a carrier jet. You turned to Bucky one last time.

"Bucky..." your voice trailed off, a tone of sympathy laced through it.

"I'll see you soon, (Y/N)." He replied, faking a smile. You walked up to him and kissed his cheek lightly before running onto the carrier, finding a seat next to Steve.

"He'll be okay." Steve said, putting a light hand on your shoulder.

"I hope so." You whispered, leaning your head against the wall.

***time skip brought to you by how much self control we all need when someone mentions marvel in public, and we just scream internally***

Bucky was pouting on his couch for the second day in a row. Nobody tried to make him get up or do anything, because they all knew it wouldn't work. He was only happy around you, nobody else.

The phone began to ring, making Bucky groan and stretch for the phone.

"If you're going to try to sell me something, just hang up now." He grumbled into the phone, waiting for the familiar click of the other line hanging up.

"I'm not selling anything, Buck." A very tired sounding Steve said.

"S-Steve? What's wrong?" Bucky asked nervously, sitting up on the couch.

"You need to get to the hospital on 56th right now, Bucky."

"Why?! What happened?!"

"We'll talk later." And the line went dead. Bucky sat on the couch with the phone pressed against his ear for a few seconds in shock before leaping up and bounding out the door.

He ran to the hospital, not stopping once for a break.

He burst through the doors and frantically looked around the waiting room until he found the small gathering of S.H.E.I.L.D bodyguards. He walked to them and saw Steve speaking to a nurse.

What is happening? Where's... no. No. No! Where's (Y/N)?!

Bucky pushed through the men and walked up to Steve.

"Right now, we don't know." The nurse said.

"Okay. Thank you ma'am." Steve replied, then turned to Bucky. "Come sit, Buck."

The two men sat down, Bucky bouncing his leg nervously.

"She... she's in there." Steve said, running a hand through his hair. "She's too brave. Too brave."

"What happened?" Bucky said through clenched teeth, trying to control himself.

"A stray bullet was coming for me. She took it."

Bucky lost it.

He stood and threw his chair across the room, causing a loud thud to echo through the halls. He then punched a hole in the wall, screaming and crying.

Steve stood and quickly wrapped his arms around Bucky to keep him from hurting someone.

"Bucky, just calm down. Think. Breathe." Steve said as Bucky struggled to get away. "Bucky, don't do this."

Bucky stopped struggling and let out a heart breaking wail, sinking to his knees and sobbing into his hands.

"Why?" He cried. "Why do you do this?"

Steve kneeled down a put a hand on his best friends shoulder, trying to comfort him.

***time skip brought to you by Bucky and Steve doing the tango***

"If you want to see her, you have an hour for visiting." The nurse quietly told Steve as Bucky slept in the chair next to him.

"Thank you." Steve whispered back. She turned and went back behind her desk, shuffling through some paperwork.

Steve turned to Bucky and shook him slightly. "Bucky... wake up..."

"No." He grumbled, shifting away from Steve in his sleep.

"Yeah, Buck. Come on."

"No. Let me sleep."

"Do you want to see (Y/N)?"

Bucky's eyes shot open, and he stood quickly. "Yes. Where?" He said. Steve stood as well and led Bucky back to your room.

When they walked in, the first thing they saw were the machines. So many machines. Then they saw you. Even though you had a hole in your stomach and barely any color in your face, you still smiled when they walked in.

"My boys." You said quietly, reaching a weak hand towards them. Bucky rushed to your side, taking your hand in both of his and kissing your knuckles.

"What have you done, doll?" He asked quietly as Steve pulled around two chairs to the side of your bed.

"It's not that bad. I'm still breathing, aren't I?" You replied, smiling slightly.
"Barely." Bucky whispered, looking at the bandage around your torso.

"Do you need anything?" Steve asked.

"Can I talk to Bucky for a bit, Steve?" You said, and Steve nodded, kissing your forehead before leaving the room.

Bucky pulled his chair as close as possible to your bedside and took your hand again.

"Bucky, there something I've been meaning to tell you." You said, squeezing his hand.

"Go ahead, doll. You can tell me anything." He replied, pressing your fingers to his lips and leaving them there.

"I'm sorry, I... I don't know how to say this." You whispered, looking away from his eyes.

"Well, I have something to say, too."

"Yes?"

He looked at your features for a second before leaning over and connecting his lips with yours. You reached up to his face and placed your hand on his cheek.

He pulled away and looked at you with a slight smile on his lips.

"I love you."

"I love you, too."

*If you like that happy ending, the imagine ends here. Read on for the sad ending*

A single tear escaped your eye when you felt the darkness approaching.

"Bucky." You choked out. He looked at you worriedly and started shouting for a nurse.

"Bucky. Bucky." You said, your voice barely above a whisper. He turned back to you, taking your hand in one of his, placing his metal hand on your cheek.

"Stay with me, doll. Don't do this to me. Don't leave me here!"

"I... I love you."

And you took your final breath, the long, tragic beep from the heart monitor filling the room.

"No!" Bucky screamed. "No! You can't leave! Come back!"

But you were too far gone.

A/N

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I'm taking a break from requests and writing the 10k special next because we've already reached over 11k... so yeah.

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