Something just like this. Part 7
Name: Something just like this. Part 7.
Author: Aya-Fay
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader; Bucky Barnes x Natasha Romanoff.
Warnings: Cheating; alcohol consumption; AU.
This story is going in two timelines: one in a plain letters; the other one - in italics.
Summury: Bucky Barnes.The man, who has everything he might desire: beautiful girlfriend; money; power and loyal friends. Or so he though. What will happen once he is late for his flight and fired from the job he loved so dearly?
People always say: Fate has a twisted sense of humor.
What can go wrong on a day, when nothing can go right?
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At first no one would tell him what happened to you, even though they seemed to believe his words about being your fiancé. But as soon as Steve turned up on the hospital doorstep along with your brother, they had no other option but tell what happened to you.
And as soon as James learnt the truth he wished he didn’t. You have been on your way towards Natasha’s office for the reasons unknown to anyone but you, when some drunk driver caught you off guard, when you’ve been crossing the road and, according to the witnesses - you just froze like a frightened deer once you saw the headlights of approaching car. The next thing is known is that you’ve been hit by a car and thrown a good few meters away from the scene.
When Bucky learnt the truth behind your car accident and has been finally led to your room, he didn’t know what to do at first. He simply stood there and stared at your lying limp form that has been connected to a various cables and beeping machines, purpose of which he did not know. The white smelling of meds and bleach room also did nothing to help his anxiety stay at bay.
He has been pulled to the side by a nurse, who came in to check on her patient and then he felt how his cheek was on fire. His head swayed and he finally looked at the woman who has been trying to get his attention for quite some time already. Her lips were moving, but no sounds have been reaching his ears. At somepoint he understood what she wanted from him as her reached out hand with a glass of water appeared before his eyes.
“Mister, are you fine?” He finally could make out the words that the nurse has been repeating for him to hear. “Calm down, please! Drink this.” She kept on holding a glass of water for him to take.
He kept on looking your lifelessly lying form when your doctor appeared behind him, placing his hand on Bucky’s shoulder, trying to cheer him up. Bucky looked at doctor and the face he saw was full of sorrow and sadness.
"We did everything we could,” Doctor quietly said, squeezing young man’s shoulder. “But her state has been critical when we got her and now she has been stabilized, but what’s going to happen next depends on her, her health and her will to live.” Doctor said the words that Bucky was afraid to hear. “You must be ready for anything.”
Bucky couldn’t and didn’t want to hear it. Taking a step forward, but not really feeling his legs move, Bucky took his place next to your bed and stared at your deathly pale motionless body, connected to a lot of machines, completely erasing doctor from the picture. You looked so weir, unlike your loud, happy self. And you looked tiny, as if you were about to disappear next second, dares Bucky look away.
Taking a mental note of the worn out chair next to your bed, Bucky stuck to it and took a sit next to you, carefully taking your cold hand in his much bigger ones. Grazing your hand with his, Bucky felt how his nerves finally came to rest. You have been under doctors’ watchful eyes and he was here. You didn’t give up on him when he did so himself and right now it was his time to not give up on you.
Still sitting on a chair, he gently moved his palm over your forehead, grazed your jaw and finally let his fingers wander into your messy hair. None of his moves got your reaction though.
“You cannot do that to me, doll. Not ever and definitely not now, when you have just made me want to live again. How could you leave me?” Bucky looked at you, but facing your unemotional face, he couldn’t really stop himself from covering his face with both yours and his hands, before he slowly continued his speech, mixed with tears and muffled cries. “You have changed my life. And didn’t really have a chance to tell you that… Has been moping around, depressed shell of a man, while you tried so hard to make me come out of this daze.” Bucky laughed, before his cried became harder and his throat stopped working, cutting off his attempts to speak to you. “What am I gonna do now?” He suddenly whispered in a hoarse lost voice, before crying his heart out, not noticing Steve, who was quietly standing in the doorframe, watching his friend falling apart over the girl, who got him same friend back. He was about to make his presence known when a loud steadily even sound erupted from the heart rate monitor and Steve almost ran to his friend, as said friend collapsed on the floor, crying out some words, which Steve couldn’t make out.
Emergency came in as fast as it could, while Bucky looked at your motionlessly lying self being carrying away towards the car. Just minutes ago he has been at the opening of an art gallery with Nat and was about to ask you and Steve, who also came there to let him get back. He was even ready to swallow his pride for that, as the nagging thought of abnormality of his actions invaded his mind the whole time and now he is there, watching your figure his the pavement as Bruce’s car quickly drove away, while Nat stood there too happy to even try to hide it.
“Seems like she won’t get any part of your business, darling.” Natasha smirked and lit a cigarette, breathing the smoke in and breathing it out of her lungs, suddenly realizing that her charade has come to an end when Bucky called the cops on her.
“Can you shut up, please?” Bucky said through gritted teeth, running towards the emergency car, before being stopped by someone.
“Who are you” Doctor said, not really caring. “Only relatives could come with us and stay with her.”
Knowing that there was no way to get any information regarding your condition, Bucky was ready to let it go, but before he even could proceed what he was doing, he let himself speak out the sentence he later would be very glad he said.
“I am her fiancé.”
Natasha was about to protest as she came closer, her heels clicking onto the pavement, when Bucky looked at her pointing his finger at Natasha and the direction Banner’s car disappeared. “As for you two: I want you out of my flat and out of my life once I get back home. And Nat, cops are on their way.” He couldn’t really bring yourself to just give her up – she was still the same woman he loved. But that didn’t change the fact that she crossed the line.
“Fuck you, Bucky!” Natasha exclaimed, before silent powerless tears started to appear, while someone took her away by the elbow and tried to calm her down.
You body swam in the white water. Your mind was free and you didn’t feel any pain, which you knew should be here, due to the hit you’ve experienced.
You didn’t know it yet, but your whole life was about to change, because of one simple phrase, that was said by one man in two different universes, who has been your greatest strength in one world and completely unfamiliar face in another.
Your life flashed before your eyes, turning into whirlpool of pieces, faces and emotions.
“If I were you – I would call the doctor and check this nose of yours. Name’s Y/N. Y/N Y/L/N. The new director of your former company”.
“Yes, you, man with dark hair and a briefcase? Come over here, I don’t feel like screaming and too many people are staring already.”
You should be proud of yourself, darling. Just as I am proud of you.”
“Steve Rogers. I was dying to finally see you!”
“Bucky Barnes. The pleasure is mine.”
“And infamous Bucky Barnes. The man who is finally willing to sell his business! Glad to meet you.”
And just as you were about to take a breath another words, that you were sure you didn’t hear in your life turned up.
“I am her fiancé.”
After these words two universes mixed, tuning into one another, before creating a steady rhythm of your heartbeat.
If one thing Bucky has always been sure about – was his complete and steady belief in his own luck. He has been a lucky bastard or so he thought he was. And in the end of the day he has been right.
The darkness that was surrounding you has finally dissolved and the light has taken its place.
You took a breath and opened your eyes, slowly accommodating to the light.
The whole hospital room was bright, except for the man, standing next to your bed. His blonde hair was sticking out disheveled.
“I must admit your recovery took longer than I expected.” He said. “I have been waiting for some time for you to wake up and give this.” He said smiling, giving you your broken phone and a flower.
You wanted to ask him what that was about, when a gloomy looked man walked in. He seemed familiar, too familiar for someone your mind tried to remember so hard.
“Y/N?” He mumbled and walked closer to your bed and hang over your form, watching intensely into your eyes. You stared at him and couldn’t stop yourself from noticing his small wrinkles around his eyes. He was gorgeous even though he has been tired and it was easy to tell. :Can you hear me?”
You wanted to say something. Anything. But you could only watch him moving slowly around your body, quickly making sure you’ve been awake.
“My ex-girlfriend’s lover ran you over. And I am sorry about that.” He whispered, helping you sit down. “I knew nothing about that, I swear!” He put his hands up in surrender. “If only I could turn back time I would stop her.” He whispered, his eyes not meeting yours.
“I get it, Bucky.” You replied, taking his hand in your. “It was none of your fault. It will be on her conscious. And Karma is a bitch.” You laughed. “Do you know what Monty Python used to say?”
Bucky shook his head and you shook yours in disbelief.
“Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition”.
And just like that both universes collided once again and both of you took in the information about Bucky’s two lives: Natasha’s cheating and Natasha’s hidden cheating; about Bucky’s work and about his life with you by his side.
Bucky looked at you smiling, before hugging you tight, whispering into your ear. “Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition”.
Bucky Barnes has been a lucky bastard, who took his life back into his hands and turned it upside down.
“Never knew I had a fiancé, Bucky.”
“Never knew I would willingly be one, doll.”
THE END
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