Plot – Instead of
texting your best friend you end up messaging the one and only James Buchanan Barnes.
He never replies to your messages so you never knew you were talking to the
wrong person until he calls you after you text him asking for some support
whilst you struggle with feeling you can’t seem to handle.
Pairing – Bucky X Reader
Words – 2,732
Warnings – Angst, Fluff, so many
feelings!
A/N – I have no explanation for
this. Here’s a little something to keep you occupied whist I work on ‘say
please’ (which is almost done btw, yay!) I hope you all enjoy this, I love
you!!**
Bucky Barnes was prepared for many things. He was prepared
for the onslaught of nightmares that would make him scream his throat raw before
he fell asleep at night – although it never made it easier for him to rest. He
was constantly prepared for the stupid pranks Sam would pull on him, footsteps silent
against the floor whenever he entered a room that Sam was already in. He was
ready to fight for something he believed and had a choice in, because for far
too long he was fighting a battle he never wanted.What he wasn’t prepared for was his phone to chime as a
rapid stream of texts lit up the screen like a fireworks display – body jerking
as fright crawls over his shoulders to make his head spin for a split second.
One message straight after the other for several long seconds before the
chiming finally seized and left a deafening silence to coat the room.Rolling over in bed with a mild panic he snatches his phone
from its place on his bedside table and squints as he unlocks the device,
bright light bathing his skin in a white glow. Heart beginning to beat wildly
in his chest because lets be real, with a job like this you can be expected to
be called out on a mission all hours of the day.Tapping on the message icon at the bottom of his screen the
recent string of texts appear at the very top –
Can I get his number please???? I felt this in so many levels. Thank you for writing this. Xox
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