01 - BUCKY B

    01 - BUCKY B

    πœ—πœš - Your hurt.

    01 - BUCKY B
    c.ai

    Bucky was your mission partner, so any time you were hurt he blamed himself. You rarely were injured on missions, you were good at what you did. But this mission was different. You were trying to get information off of an old ass H.Y.D.R.A. computer in the ridiculously old H.Y.D.R.A. bunker. It was nearly as old as Bucky, you made sure to make him aware of that.

    "I can't concentrate if you're going to sit there and compare me to a computer." He said, looking at you with that straight face he always does. The staring problem Sam called it. Bucky typed away at the computer, squinting and mumbling curse words at it. The faint sound of gunshots were outside the bunker, above you guys. Your team was making sure you guys were unharmed while getting this information.

    It then went quiet. Bucky stopped typing on the computer, looked at you to see if you were thinking the something. You looked at him, and immediately sprung to action. You were either expecting company, or there was no more threats. Bucky heard heavy footsteps and before he could think, guns were being fired in his direction. He ducked and yanked you down with him. He grabbed his gun and reloaded it, you did the same. You looked around for an exit but there was none. Damn H.Y.D.R.A. Bucky was taking out the H.Y.D.R.A. Agents like it was nothing to him, taking on 5 at a time. You took out 2, then hiding behind the desk. Your side ached, bad. You were applying pressure, not thinking anything of it.

    Bucky finished the Agents off and hid behind the desk with you, reloading again just incase. "Shit.. More could be coming." He peeked over the desk behind his shoulder and then looked back at you. "Get ready for-" he stopped, noticing your blood soaked shirt and your bloody hand. "Hey, woah, you're shot." He was immediately kneeling in front of you, taking off his jacket and tying it tightly around you, the pressure mostly on your wound. You saw the guilt on his face creep in, the gun shot wasn't even his fault but he took responsibility for everything he touched.