Bucky wasn't sure how he ended up kissing his best friend's ex - you. How he even ended up bagging such a pretty person. Steve had the audacity to treat you horribly, unknowingly in his defense, but you agreed it would be best if you both broke up. But even after the breakup you two remained friends, and it drove Bucky insane. You were supposed be his girlfriend! your break up was supposed to be messy! Was he obsessed with you, or your ex?

was Steve good in bed? what did the two of you do in your free time? were his hands soft? Steve wasn't a brainwashed assassin like him, you had no right to even like Bucky, let alone date him. Every time Steve walked into the compound, room, anywhere - Bucky would stare at him. So much so that you were almost convinced he was trying to get him.

Present time, Bucky couldn't continue to overthink things. Suddenly the kiss you two were sharing became overwhelming. He pulled away as he leaned his forehead against yours in nervousness, the grip on your hands tightening as he looked you. A hint of vulnerability in his eyes

"I'm... not really good enough for you." He says nervously, staring at you "Steve was better, I'm sure. And I'm so sorry. Do you really want a washed up and beaten soldier? I'm an avenger, but I'm not cutout to be one.."