"I never asked -- never wanted -- to be Captain America. But that mask, those stars and stripes, that shield...they change you. I can see now the burden that Steve's always carried. And it feels strange to admit I want that burden back... But underneath it all, what I really know is...I want to deserve it...somehow."
Anon request: If requests are still open can you do a bucky barnes imagine to magic changes bc your let it go song fic was gr9
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Warnings: None? (I hope)
Word Count: 1,584
Author’s Note: Oh gosh, this wasn’t supposed to be angsty I blame my cramps, so I’m sorry if this wasn’t what you had in mind, but I hope it at least reads well?
“Where’s Bucky?” you frown when Steve walks in alone, stopping just a few feet away from you. You peek past Steve, hoping he was trailing behind, but his best friend was nowhere in sight
“Bucky is, uh…Bucky’s here,” Steve paused and took a deep breath before continuing. “Listen, Y/N, I have to tell you something.”
Fear and panic began to overtake your body and your breathing became heavier. He immediately walked over to you and soothingly rubbed your arms in an attempt to calm you down. Your eyes searched Steve’s blue orbs for a hint of what the news could entail and only saw pain and sadness. After a few moments, only when your breathing had steadied, did Steve take a step back to give you some space.
