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"Iᴛ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴇɴᴅs ɪɴ ᴀ ғɪɢʜᴛ."
||Not new to Bucky Barnes:
》Lit|Desc.
》#NᴏƔᴀ.
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》Ships Stucky.
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-bay. But he heard Wanda. So he quickly dragged himself from bed, still looking like hell and shuffled off to where her-
-ripped from him all over again. He just dug his fingertips into his side, doubling over to try to keep a panic attack at-
Bucky abandoned sleep all together, wanting to lash out and throw things, destroy the room around him for the peace being-
-/out./" He swallowed thickly, leaning up against the wall of the Quinjet.
"I don't see any other way..."
-furrowing his brow.
"I'm sorry. I've just...I need to wait until they find some way to get what HYDRA put in my head-
-and being that I'm around all of you now, I've gotta make sure you all stay safe. And I'm not safe." He hushed,-
"Steve..." Bucky strained once more, his voice catching in his throat.
"I can't function anymore. I can't trust my mind-
-Bucky let out a soft whimper that turned into a long, helpless scream as his body simulated being wiped in his dream.
-it worked for a while. He felt as if his body was shot with electricity and after about an hour or so of struggling,-
-"That fucker let you fall."
That's what Brock always used to tell Bucky to get him to hate the captain he remembered. And-
Almost immediately, Bucky's body grew tense over time and he found himself squeezing his eyes shut tighter and tighter.-
-hushed, painfully furrowing his brow.
"I can't...I think I need to go back under. It's what's best for everyone..."
-wiped. His stoic look faded once they were along and the soldier's featured took up a pleading look.
"Steve..." He-
Bucky had his hands raised to his head, aching and buzzing inside from his time out of cryo and the last time he was-
-comfortable from his shower.
And not long after that, the soldier slept lightly, just lightly enough so he wouldn't-
-food in fear of him tossing what crackers he was able to keep down. He curled into his sheets, pleasantly warm and-
Bucky finished up his shower, worried mostly about frayed and exposed wires. Once he exited, he abandoned the thought of-
