StilesxBucky

Stiles Stilinski wasn't always Stiles Stilinski. When he was young, around six years old, he discovered he had powers. Unfortunately for him though, his parents discovered it too. His ability to move things with his mind and the speed at which he moved scared his birth parents so much that they couldn't even go near him. one day they decided it would be best not to have him in the same house as his new baby sister so in the middle of the night his dad took a fully asleep Stiles out of bed, drove hours away and left him on the side of the road in New York City.

Luckily for Stiles, a certain twenty-five-year-old Wakandan prince was sent to the big city for a day to learn how other countries live. He found the little boy in the morning, crying on the floor with rocks, dirt and other objects floating around his head. The little boy reminded him of his younger sister of the same age, so he felt compelled to talk to him "hello little one, are you alright?" he asked softly, trying not to scare the clearly powerful child in front of him.

Stiles looked up with teary red eyes, water marks running down his face as all the stuff around him dropped to the floor "I don't know where my mommy is" he told the tall man, he knew he shouldn't talk to strangers but he had a feeling this guy could be trusted for some reason "well can you tell me the last place you saw her?" he asked as he sat on the floor next to the crying boy, not caring that it wasn't something a prince should do "I woke up this morning not in my bed and my mommy and daddy weren't there, I don't know where I am. can you help me sir?" he begged, receiving a nod back

"you're a very well-behaved little boy, what's your name?" he asked softly, he got a small smile back "thank you sir. my name is Stiles, what's yours?" He decided not to mention how strange the name sounded, guessing it was normal in America "my name is T'challa. now before I help you find your parents, can you tell me why all these things were floating around you?" he gestured around them to the rubble on the ground "I don't know, I move things with my mind sometimes and I can run really fast but sometimes I can't control it. I heard my mommy saying that she was scared I could hurt my baby sister, but I love her so much, I would never hurt her" he smiled at the memory of his baby sister at home, not realizing what his own words could mean.

"I understand, I have a little sister back home too and I love her more than anything" he smiled softly and put his hand over the little boy's shoulder "Stiles, is it possible that your parents maybe left you out here? the streets of New York aren't exactly somewhere a little boy normally sleeps" he asks cautiously, not wanting to freak the kid out "we're in New York?!" he frantically asks, to which he gets a nod in reply "they did leave me here...I live two hours away" he says slowly, a sad tone taking over his voice as the realization dawns on him.

the future king was surprised that he could even know that information at such an early age, his surprise deepened though as he saw the little boy wipe away his tears and sit up straight with an almost stoic look on his face "I don't need them, I'll live here by myself. I just need to figure out a way to control what I can do" the determined look on his face and the maturity he showed got T'challa to make a decision that he would've never made before and that would probably get him into a lot of trouble with his parents.

"you're quite smart for your age little one, how would you like to come with me to a hidden country far from here where you can learn more about your abilities with technology this world has never seen before" Stiles looked hesitant to accept, knowing the dangers of following people he barely knew "trust me young Stiles, I mean you no harm. I am the prince of a place called Wakanda, I'm sure you would love it there. you can even meet my little sister Shuri, you and her are the same age"

After some more back and forth between the two Stiles finally agreed to go with him, hoping that he made the right choice. This is where our story begins. Stiles grew up in Wakanda and was raised by the prince's most trusted friends, while also caring for the child himself. Okoye and the other soldiers taught him how to reach his full potential and control his powers so that he could use them to his advantage, as much as they all tried not to, they fell in love with the kid after only minutes of knowing him and eventually he became one of them.

He found a new family with the Wakandans, becoming very close with Okoye, Shuri and of course T'challa who had formed a bond with him since that night in New York. When Stiles turned eighteen, he completed his training and became an official soldier of Wakanda. He was assigned a task not long after his training was over, a task that would change the course of his future completely. He was assigned to show someone around the hidden city, help them understand the way their kingdom worked and how he could fit in,

When he left to find this man, he never expected him to be the one who was accused of killing his king weeks ago. He knew from T'challa that the winter soldier had been framed and that he would be coming to visit but he had no clue that the man would be living in Wakanda or that he was the one who would help him adjust to the new life. He would normally complain against any order his king gave him just to be annoying, but he decided against it when he got a good look at the man he would be spending his time with.

"Hi, I'm Stiles, I'll be showing you around this place" he greeted with his hand extended "James Buchannan Barnes, but most people call me Bucky" the soldier replied with a firm handshake "Wakanda can be a big adjustment for someone who hasn't grown up here, but I can help with anything you might need in the next few weeks" he nodded in understanding as they started to walk around "can you show me somewhere I can train or workout? I used to be in the army and then I became the winter soldier for hydra, so my body is used to a certain routine every day. As much as I want to forget most of my time there, I think working out would be a nice way to clear my mind from time to time."

Stiles smiled at that and changed the direction they were going "I'll show you my favorite place to train, maybe we can start sparring together. I have yet to meet my match in training, I'd like to see how I can hold up against a super soldier" he teased, his face shifting into a proud expression when he heard the laugh come out of the older man's mouth. "Are you challenging me, Stiles?" he asked, trying to be intimidating but failing with a smile on his face.

That day was the start of something new for both men, something they could have never expected. They started to train together after that day, slowly becoming closer friends as time went on. They learned everything about each other, building a deep trust between them. A little over eight months after they met, things changed between them. They were in the middle of sparring, learning new techniques with hand-to-hand combat.

Stiles had his best friend pinned to the ground, both of them breathing heavily at the extensive work out. They were laughing at how they ended up in that position, Bucky on the floor with Stiles straddling his stomach, leaning over him with a hand on his chest. The younger soldier had tripped him when he was distracted and then jumped on him with a triumphant shout which made them both burst into their usual laughter.

Stiles opened his eyes when he heard the other man's laughter stop abruptly, he opened them slowly and realized just how close their faces were to each other. Their noses were almost brushing against each other and suddenly the air in the room shifted completely, neither laughing anymore. Bucky's eyes flickered between his best friend's eyes and his lips, Stiles catching on to the movement instantly "James?" he whispered softly, the name only he was allowed to use.

"Sti?" he replied, tone just as soft. "Can I...?" he trailed off at the end, not needing to finish his question as the man under him nodded quickly "please" he replied and suddenly their lips met in a strong, passionate kiss that they had been waiting months to have. This was only the first of many, many kisses shared between the pair. Their relationship built slowly, neither of them wanting to risk what they already had together by rushing it. They told their friends a few months later, none of whom were surprised in the least.

Two days after their one-year anniversary, Stiles was told to come into a meeting with the king and the general of the army, people who he saw as his family. He wasn't worried as he walked into the throne room but as he saw their faces, his smile dimmed slightly. He bowed respectfully to the royal family and greeted all of them as he was meant to, dropping the formal tone when he got a soft smile from his king "is there something wrong your highness? Did something happen?" he asked worriedly, feeling a sense of relief wash over him when he saw the king shake his head.

"Stiles we were contacted by Shield about a town in California called Beacon Hills, it has a worrying death rate that has been rising quickly. They think all the deaths could be related to one common factor and they need someone to go undercover in the town, try to figure out what it could be. They asked us if we had a young soldier that could complete this mission successfully. We told them we would see what we could do, you were the first person that came to mind though. You lived out there as a child, so you know how their world works better than most, you are young, but you completed your training faster than any other soldier has. Stiles, you are one of our most trusted soldiers, this mission is perfect for you, but you have a choice to accept it or not."

He took a minute to take in all the information he was given before replying "why do you all look so worried, this seems like a simple enough mission" he asks hesitantly "you could be gone for up to four months and you wouldn't be allowed to contact any of us, you could only send an occasional message to the Shield agent you will be working with to update him on what you found" his eyes became wide as he finally understood their reluctance and the reason for this formal meeting, he let out a small sigh "can I have some time to think about my decision? I think I know what I'm going to do but I need to have a conversation first" he didn't give any detail, knowing that they didn't need it to figure out who he was talking about.

He got a nod in reply "they want an answer by tomorrow morning" T'challa replied professionally, dismissing everyone but telling Stiles to stay behind for a moment. When they were alone in the room, the king stood from his seat and gathered Stiles in his arms, giving him a tight hug that he knew he needed. "Go talk to him little one" he told him softly, smiling when he felt a light smack on his arm "I'm almost twenty you asshole, you can't keep calling me that" he pulled away from the warm embrace with a smile he reserved for the people he cared most about in his kingdom "you know it's against the law to talk to me that way"

He got an eye roll in reply "when have I ever cared about the law" Stiles asked sarcastically, already walking backwards towards the door "you're lucky we all love you or you would have been thrown in jail a very long time ago" he called after him, hearing a laugh as the young man walked down the hallway. Stiles stood in front of the door to his bedroom, knowing that his boyfriend would be there waiting for him and hesitating to walk in. "Buck?" he called as he walked in, a moment later he was suddenly surrounded by the familiar scent of the love of his life and the feeling of safety he always got from his hugs.

"Hey doll" Bucky whispered into his ear, sending shivers down his spine "how was the meeting?" he asked him as he trailed slow kisses up his jawline, feeling the tension slowly fade from his boyfriend "as much as I love all of this, we should talk" he told him seriously, worry in his tone that the soldier immediately caught on to if his body suddenly going tense was anything to go by. They sat on the edge of the bed, Stiles grabbing his hand to calm his nerves.

"They want me to go undercover in a town in California for a simple information gathering mission" he started, avoiding eye contact as much as possible "if it's just a simple mission, why do you look like you're about to start crying?" Bucky asked quietly "because they want me to go for four months, and I'm not allowed to have any contact with you guys. I don't want to lose you." he revealed, finally looking up to meet his boyfriend's eyes. He expected to find anger in them but all he saw was the love they always shined with.

"Four months is nothing, it will go quickly and before you know it, you'll be back in my arms again." his eyes began to water at the statement "you'll wait for me to come back? What if the mission goes on longer than we thought it would" he asked as a tear slid down his cheek, instantly wiped away by a soft hand that remained on his cheek "Sweetheart, I'm almost a hundred years old. I would wait another century if it meant that one day, I would get to see the man I love most in this world again" he replied honestly, fondness dripping from every word as he spoke.

"You love me?" Stiles asked with wide eyes shining with tears, getting a quiet laugh in reply before warm lips were pressed to his "of course I love you Stiles, I have loved you since I first met you and I will love you for as long as you'll let me" in his excitement, Stiles tackled his partner to the floor, using his powers to make sure there was a pillow where James' head would've hit the floor and attacking him with kisses all over his face until he squirmed and pushed him away lightly "I guess you're stuck with me forever if you're waiting for me to tell you to stop loving me" he said with a bright smile.

He leaned down to connect their lips once more, this kiss longer and deeper than the one from minutes ago. He only pulled away to tell him something seconds later "I love you too by the way, in case that wasn't clear already" he breathed a laugh against his lips, reconnecting their mouths a second later. They spent that night having a proper goodbye, knowing that Shield would want Stiles to leave as soon as possible when he agreed to the mission in the morning.

It was extremely difficult to say goodbye to his family even if he knew he would be coming back soon enough. He spent the longest time saying goodbye to Shuri, hugging her tighter than anyone else. He had no clue how he was going to live without his best friend for months, but she promised to find sneaky ways to send him memes that the agents wouldn't find out about. It definitely wouldn't be easy as he was going to be living with a former agent that had retired to Beacon Hills but would probably still tell Shield if Stiles did something wrong.

He really hoped Noah Stilinski would be someone he could trust and that they could build a sort of friendship together while living in the same house. He would be posing as Stiles Stilinski, Noah's nephew that was staying with him for a while after an argument with his parents. They kept his story simple and left his real name so that it would be easy for him to adjust to the new identity. He was happy that he had at least come at the beginning of summer break so that he didn't have to go to high school to keep up the teenager narrative.

What he never expected, however, was for this mission to become much longer and much more complicated than he initially agreed to. Three months into his mission he had found the problem in the town and called his contact in Shield to inform him of the situation "Sir this town is full of supernatural creatures, there are werewolves, kitsunes, banshees and many more. There is a pack here that includes various creatures and even humans, they seem to be the protectors of the town though they are not doing a very good job of protecting themselves, which is to be expected from a group of untrained teenagers. It seems that the death rate is getting higher as more and more creatures learn about the power this pack holds, they come here to challenge them and try to find ways to take their power. There is a new member in the pack, his name is Theo and I've followed him around for a few weeks now. He's slowly turning them against each other from the inside and none of them suspect a thing."

He was told to stay on the line as they figured out their next move. When they came back on the line, the first thing they said made his heart drop to his stomach "Soldier, we have agreed that it would be better if your mission was extended further. If what you say is true and this pack is protecting Beacon Hills, they need someone who can protect them and keep them out of danger. You will have to go to their school and gain their trust, show them your powers if necessary but you need a way into that pack. You will become their protector and help them train while keeping your secret identity and mentioning nothing of who sent you or the real reason you came to the town. You will continue to have no contact with anyone from Wakanda until this mission is completed"

He felt his eyes well up with tears but refused to let the agent hear him cry "how long will I be staying here?" he asked, trying to keep his emotions at bay "indefinitely" Stiles' knees almost buckled under him at that "please sir, please let me contact them at least once. One call, message, letter, anything. Just let me be the one to tell them I have to stay longer, let me give them a proper goodbye if I don't know how long I won't be seeing them for" he pleaded but it was no use "we cannot risk compromising the mission, we will inform them of the new development" was the answer he got "how would-" before he could finish his sentence, the agent had hung up on him.

He picked up the closest thing he could reach and threw it at the wall, not even caring when he heard it shatter. He pulled out the single Komono bead that he could sneak past all the agents, one that Shuri had custom made for him to use while he was gone on his mission. It contained several pictures of all of them together that they had taken months before, there were a few different folders but right now he only wanted to see one. He opened the folder that held pictures of only him and Bucky or of just his boyfriend, he swiped through the technology until he found his favorite picture.

They had been training together and Stiles decided it would be a good idea to just jump on his love's back without warning, Bucky caught him obviously but still called him an idiot. Stiles had replied with "but I'm your idiot" as he leaned forward so that they could face each other while he was still on the soldiers back and he had gotten one word as a reply "forever" James had said with the most genuine and open look in his eyes. Shuri had captured the moment in a picture and with the advanced Wakandan technology, you could see every emotion being displayed. Their eyes shined with so much love for each other as they smiled softly.

"Who is that?" Stiles jumped at the sudden noise from his doorway, quickly turning off the projected picture "what?" he asked innocently, hoping that Noah wouldn't take away the only thing that was keeping him sane during this mission. He spent most of his time gathering intel on the mission in hopes of finishing quickly and only came back to the safe house to sleep at night, so he hasn't been able to figure out what kind of person Noah Stilinski is yet.

"The guy in the picture, who is he?" he asked again, an unreadable expression on his face "his name is James, most people call him Bucky though" he replied hesitantly, not knowing how much trust he could put in the sheriff. He got a nod in reply, and he saw a smirk starting to slowly form on the older man's face "how long have you been in love with him?" Stiles' eyes got comically wide which made the ex-agent laugh quietly.

"I'm not blind kid, I've seen that look before. That's exactly how I used to look at pictures of my wife when I missed her most after I lost her" his smile turned soft at the mention of his wife and Stiles returned the same expression, letting his guard down slightly "we've been together for a little over a year but I've loved him since the first time I saw him" he replied honestly "I'm sorry about your wife, I don't know what I would do if I lost James like that. I've only been gone three months and I can barely take any more time with no communication"

Another tear rolled down his face, he smiled bitterly as he wiped it away "I was just told that my mission was extended indefinitely, and they won't even let me call to tell him. I should have never accepted this mission, no offense man but I really hate Shield. I knew I shouldn't have trusted them" he clenched his fists at the end of his sentence, trying to keep calm at this new situation "no offense taken, there's a reason I retired early kid, and it wasn't just because the coffee was terrible. I wish I could help you, but I have no way of communicating with Wakanda or opening a link for you. I won't tell anyone about the tech you brought with you though and I'll always be here if you need anything."

He walked in, gave Stiles a comforting squeeze on his shoulder and left again without a word, closing the door behind him. Stiles smiled at the closed door, knowing that at least he wouldn't be completely alone now.

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After spending an entire year as Stiles Stilinski, the young agent was excited to at least 'finish' his senior year of high school. This mission might be slightly more tolerable now that he didn't have to deal with all those classes and the asshole teachers. He had gotten close to some of the members of the pack which helped him cope with the loneliness, him, Allison, Isaac and Derek had gotten close but being around the rest of the pack just annoyed him to no end. Scott was by far his least favorite, he had a severe hero complex and always saw Stiles as weak for being human even though he was arguably one of the strongest out of all of them.

During his entire mission he refused to tell any of them about his powers or the real reason he was there because he knew it would end badly, Scott would be too threatened by some form of competition and would screw up the whole thing. He had been helping them solve issues and fighting monsters on the sidelines where no one could see him protecting them. He expected today to be one of those days as he got a message to join the pack meeting in Derek's loft as soon as possible, though when he got there, he realized it was nothing more than a simple movie night.

About halfway through Stiles abruptly grabbed the remote and paused the movie, they all turned to him to argue but as they saw the look on his face, they grew quiet. He put a finger up to his lips to signal them to not say anything "there's something wrong. I think there's someone else here" he heard a quiet scoff and looked over to the true alpha who was rolling his eyes "Stiles if there was anyone, I think we would know, you're the last person who would figure it out" he was about to argue about all the times he was the first to spot danger when it was coming but before he could the lights went out, leaving only red emergency lights that Stiles had Derek install months ago in case of this exact situation.

He felt someone coming up behind him and without thinking he pulled out his hidden staff and started to fight them off. This person rivalled him in skill in a way he hadn't seen since he left home, they were clearly well trained, and they had a similar weapon to him. They fought for what seemed like hours as the wolves stood in shock, not understanding what the hell was going on in front of them. Finally, Stiles was knocked to the ground with the sharp end of a staff to his neck "you're out of practice my little fox" he heard a familiar voice say as the lights turned back on.

He took the opportunity to sweep the persons feet from under them and pin them down, much like how they had done to him "now who's out of practice?" he joked as he helped her up, he put his hands in an 'x' formation on his chest and bowed his head slightly out of respect for his general "what are you doing here Okoye?" he asked with a grin on his face, but before she could answer, another voice was heard from the doorway "and here I thought my best friend would be happy to see me, not even a hug white boy?"

He turns to the voice immediately as his smile grows wider, he bows his head in respect once more before running to hug his best friend "hey princess" he said happily as they held each other. "Stiles what the hell is going on here, how do you know the princess of Wakanda?" Scott asked, clearly angry at the attention Stiles was getting. "Wish I could tell you Scotty, but they still have yet to tell me what they're doing here" he wasn't going to say anything about the mission just yet until he understood what was happening.

"Well, I came here to bring my favorite white boy back home" before he could register her words, he made a quick joke "I'm so telling Ross that you called me your favor- wait did you just say I get to go home?" the general shook her head at the younger man's antics before replying "yes little fox, your mission is over now that the pack has graduated" he ran to hug her as the words left her mouth, first in excitement but then he melted into the hug when he felt how tight her hold was, knowing that she had missed him but most likely never going to admit it "I missed you mama" he whispered to her before letting go.

"I can't believe I finally get to go home" at that point he started to really think about it, the first thing he thought of was his amazing boyfriend. He had been worried for a while that he might not want him back or that he might not have waited for him like he promised but all those worries faded as he heard another voice "believe it sweetheart" he looked up with tears in his eyes as the love of his life walked through the door. "James?" he put his hand over his mouth in surprise before running up to him and jumping in his arms.

They heard a symphony of gasps coming from the pack as they saw the famous winter soldier but neither one of them cared enough to look their way "I'm never letting you out of my sight again doll" Bucky whispered to him before pulling him into a long kiss, both making up for the year they lost. "Will someone please explain what the hell is going on here?" Scott yelled, making the couple pull away from each other. Stiles walked closer to the couches and sat next to Isaac as he explained.

"I was sent here on a mission to protect this pack by Shield, it was only meant to last a few months, but I was told later that I was meant to stay here for an undetermined amount of time so that I could watch over all of you. My last name is not even Stilinski, I grew up in Wakanda and was trained to be a soldier with their army. They taught me how to control powers that I found out about at a young age and I built a family there. Now I finally get to go home to that family and to the love of my life. It has not been easy to put up with all the shit some of you put me through but to those I became close with, I'm sorry I had to lie to you guys. I hope that you don't hold this against me because I would love to keep in contact with you guys, Derek, Allison, Isaac, I hope you can forgive me and understand why I had to do this."

The three pack members hugged him and eventually they all said their goodbyes as the Wakandans left to go back home. As promised, Stiles did keep in touch with those he saw as true friends and they even came to Wakanda for his wedding nearly two years later. Him and Noah had also built up a strong bond while he was in beacon, which was only made stronger as they spoke almost every day. Stiles had finally found his forever family and he could not have been happier.