#mcu reader-insert

“What the hell Steve,” Bucky growled, getting in Steve’s face. He pushed a pointer finger harshly into Steve’s chest, feeling the man fall back a bit. “You judge Tony for all he’s done, but you are playing the same game as him. How dare you bring a girl as young as Y/N, on the team?”

Steve’s mouth opened and closed, he was at a loss for words. Surprised that Bucky was coherent enough and loving enough to even care but his friend’s words made his stomach flip. He was endangering a high schooler. For what? For his own fight? No, for Bucky. He was doing it for Bucky. 

“We need her, Buck. She’s the only person that can incapacitate Black Widow. We need her because I need you,” Steve stood his ground, his eyes filling up with tears. He’d lost too much to this century, he couldn’t lose Buck too. 

“Well if you want me, then you better make the right choice. Whether you win this fight or not, I’m not going to be friends with this Steve. My Steve had better morals than this.” Bucky stormed off, going to sit by Y/N. She was knitting, using her long, venomous fingernails as the needles and making a sweater. She was young, untouched, as pure as Bucky could remember being. He couldn’t let Steve march a girl like that into battle. Not for his sake. 

Nothing was this important, nothing.