Summary: Bucky was having the worst morning and it only got worse when he found out his favorite coffee shop gets shut down for renovations now he has to figure out where to go to get his morning addiction.
Warnings: General, Fluff, mostly fluff and more fluff.
Square Filled: Hot Cocoa @avengersbingo Christmas bingo 2021
Word Count: 2101
A/N: This is written for @pleasetakethis for the @winterhawkwonderland gift exchange.
Pairing: WinterHawk, Bucky Barnes and Clint Barton
James Bucky Barnes, Bucky to his friends and only his friends, was a creature of habit. He lived for routines from the moment he opened his eyes in the morning till he closed them at night. He didn’t deviate from that routine, waking up to go for his workout even before the sun said good morning, showered and got dressed with enough time to stop at the corner cafe to grab his large cup of black coffee and blueberry muffin.
It was like that every morning it was the same, he probably even scheduled when he’d jack off and take a piss. When he was asked why he was so strict with his routine he just laughed it off and mumbled something incoherently. Truth be told it all started because of his loser of a dad. The man was strict, making sure that no matter what Bucky always stuck to the schedule that he laid out there was no time for Bucky to enjoy his childhood. There was too much for a young capable man to do. If he did try to seek out some fun, his father would make sure he wouldn’t slip up again.
As Bucky got older it didn’t seem to matter so much and he continued to live on with that thought that his father instilled in his mind. There was no room for fun when there was so much to do. So every day it was the same. The same workouts, the same suit, and the same large cup of black coffee and blueberry muffin.
That all suddenly changed though. Bucky got up like normal, put in his workout, got showered and dressed and nothing had changed, that is until he made his way to the corner cafe and found that it was closed down for renovations. Needless to say the new revelations did not leave Bucky with a smile on his face. For the rest of the morning he was a grump until his assistant Wanda set a cup of coffee in front of him and told him to stop being such an ass. Wanda was the only one that could ever really talk to him that way and get away with it. He just huffed and took a sip of coffee.
The moment the cup touched his lips, smelled the rich aroma cast from the beans, and when the liquid touched his lips his whole perspective changed. He had never tasted anything like it before. It was the best cup of coffee he had ever had and he had to find out where his assistant had gone to get it.
Wanda knew Bucky was hooked by the way he kept bugging her throughout the day trying to find out where this amazing new coffee shop was. She wasn’t going to make it easy for him either. In the end she wrote down the address and not without getting a few things for herself. Like some extra days off, a paid spa day for her and her best friend, as well as a little raise, which honestly Bucky would have given her anyway because she very much deserved it for putting up with him.
The next morning Bucky got up a little earlier than normal, did his usual workout, got dressed and made a trip to the side of the city he hadn’t been to since he had moved. He looked around the city streets noticing how different things looked since he had last been to the West Side. Little restaurants and shops that he used to frequent have closed down and others came in their place, others were either vacant or had little business trickling in, except for one cafe on the corner that had a line out it’s door of customers waiting to get their caffeine fix.
Bucky checked his emails and messages as he stood in line until he got closer to look over the menu board filled with some obscure names for their different drinks. Who the hell knew what an Affogato or Kaffeost or even Cafezinho was or what was in a Hawkeye or Bulletproof drink. All he wanted was a large cup of straight black coffee preferably hot, some of those drinks came in hot or cold and what the hell was a Nitro cold brew. The longer Bucky looked at the menu the more his head hurt and the longer the line got behind him.
People started to get gruff behind him asking him to hurry up and make a decision, he had just about turned around to give the little old lady behind him a piece of his mind until the blonde barista behind the counter slid a large cup in front of him.
“Here you go, one large cup of Hawkey on the house.”
“I didn’t order this.”
“I know, but trust me this is the one you want to go with” he said “don’t worry, it’s just one large cup of straight black coffee.” Was his response when Bucky hesitated.
Bucky wasn’t sure what happened. He was stunned into silence and all he could do was turn his attention to the concoction in his hand. He was partly scared and yet intrigued, he had no idea what the barista could have put in his cup, but the moment he took that first sip all he could do was smile. It was the best cup of coffee he had ever had and from then on he was hooked.
Every morning he got up a little earlier each time so that he could make his way back to that same coffee shop, to get another cup of the delicious piping ping hot cup of liquid gold.He couldn’t get enough and if he had an earlier meeting he would make sure to get up even earlier so that he still had time to stop at the cafe. Everyday he made it to the cafe and every day the same blonde smiling barista would hand him his cup of coffee and every day Bucky savored his first sip before making his way to the office. Everyday until the day things changed.
That Friday Bucky went to the cafe like normal, but before he got up to the counter he knew there was something different about the day. The familiar smiling barista was missing and even though Bucky had ordered the same cup of coffee and even though it was the same it just didn’t taste the same. The first sip didn’t taste like all those other times and it didn’t leave Bucky with the same feeling as before. He went about his day as usual, but without the pep in his step and it showed. Wanda could sense d there was something wrong and when she tried to ask him about it he just grumbled at her and went about his work.
The next morning he found himself close to the cafe where he shrugged his shoulders and decided that he would go in even though he knew that he would end up disappointed when he didn’t see his favorite blonde. When he approached the counter he was surprised to see that the blonde was there after all and Bucky’s whole demeanor changed.
“Hey…uh sorry can I get a large…”
“Hawkeye….yeah man of course.”
“You remember.”
“I never forget an order. So what brings you in on a Saturday, you usually don’t come in during the weekends. I almost didn’t recognize you looking all casual.”
“Yeah…um I was just out running some errands and thought I would come in.” Bucky wasn’t sure why, but he found himself suddenly nervous around the other man.
“Personally I think you pull off the casual nicely” the blonde smiled
Bucky could feel his face flush as he tried to find the words only to leave the other man to laugh at him. It wasn’t a mean laugh, it was more cute and seemed to come off even a little sympathetic, if that was even possible.
“Uhh, thanks” he chuckled as he looked up at the menu.
“So your usual?”
“You know I was thinking I might be a little adventurous today and try something different. What would you suggest?”
“Well…the Cafezinho is pretty popular as well as the Kaffeost, but if you want my honest opinion I usually just stick to the plain black or if I’m having a bit of a bad day I might get the bullet proof, it has a shot of Nitro brew in it. Sometimes if I really need a little pick me up, I put in two shots.”
“Wow, really? Well maybe I’ll try that one then.”
“Someone is being adventurous today. One Nitro Bulletproof coming up. Why don’t you find a table and I’ll bring it out to you…unless you want it to go.”
“No, I'll have it here.”
Bucky watched from his seat as the man seemed to dance around effortlessly making his coffee and in no time was placing a hot mug of coffee in front of him along with a blueberry muffin and sat down opposite him.
“I hope you like it. I actually put a little bit of Baileys in it too.”
Bucky’s face lit up the moment he took a sip “I don’t know what you do, but this is the best cup I’ve ever had. I seem to say that every time I come here.…well except for maybe yesterday.”
“Wait, what happened yesterday?”
“You weren’t here.” Bucky could just tell his face was probably three shades of red at this point. He wasn't expecting those words to come out so freely the way they did.
Clint gave him a big smile “sorry about that, I had to take my dog to the vet yesterday..”
“Is he or she ok?”
“Yeah, just a little check up that’s all. His name is Lucky or I sometimes call him pizza dog.”
Bucky looks and gives him a funny luck “Pizza dog?”
“Yeah the guy loves pizza. Dog after my own heart.”
The two of them talked for hours before the foot traffic started to pick up and Clint had to go back behind the counter. “My name is Clint by the way.”
“Bucky, Bucky Barnes”
“Well Bucky, I close up shop here in about an hour if you aren’t in a hurry. Maybe you can be like our test subject on some new flavors one of the employees suggested. Personally I like just straight coffee and not all that frilly stuff, but you know got to give the people what they want.”
“Sure, I mean I don’t know much about all these different fancy coffee drinks, but I wouldn’t mind helping out.”
“Great. Well I’ll be back to check on you in a minute.”
Bucky spent his time checking his emails, reading and occasionally peeking over at Clint while he worked. The guy was like a magician or something and he had that kind of personality that could make even the grumpiest person leave with a smile.
“Hey, I thought instead of coffee you might enjoy a nice cup of hot cocoa. I don’t want you to be too wired when it’s time for the taste test. Nat can sometimes get a little over zealous when she comes up with some new drink ideas.”
“Who’s Nat?”
“She’s an old friend of mine. She’s the one that convinced me to open this place up when I retired from my government job and now she comes by sometimes to use me as a Guinea pig.” He chuckled “I don’t mind though, she’s my best friend so I would do just about anything for her.”
For the next hour the two of them were at Nat’s mercy. Tasting every kind of concoction she had come up with and in the end they narrowed it down to three new menu items. The three of them cleaned up the cafe and closed up.
“Hey Bucky I was wondering if you would like to maybe grab a pizza or something one of these nights.”
“Uh yeah, I mean yes. How about tomorrow night?”
“Tomorrow night it is.” There was an awkward silence between them as they smiled at each other “Well I better go check on Lucky…I’ll see you later Bucky.”
James Bucky Barnes, Bucky to his friends and only his friends, was a creature of habit. He lived for routines from the moment he opened his eyes in the morning till he closed them at night. He didn’t deviate from that routine, waking up to go for his workout even before the sun said good morning, showered and got dressed with enough time to stop at the corner cafe to grab his large cup of black coffee and blueberry muffin.
It was like that every morning it was the same, he probably even scheduled when he’d jack off and take a piss. When he was asked why he was so strict with his routine he just laughed it off and mumbled something incoherently. Truth be told it all started because of his loser of a dad. The man was strict, making sure that no matter what Bucky always stuck to the schedule that he laid out there was no time for Bucky to enjoy his childhood. There was too much for a young capable man to do. If he did try to seek out some fun, his father would make sure he wouldn’t slip up again.
As Bucky got older it didn’t seem to matter so much and he continued to live on with that thought that his father instilled in his mind. There was no room for fun when there was so much to do. So every day it was the same. The same workouts, the same suit, and the same large cup of black coffee and blueberry muffin.
That all suddenly changed though. Bucky got up like normal, put in his workout, got showered and dressed and nothing had changed, that is until he made his way to the corner cafe and found that it was closed down for renovations. Needless to say the new revelations did not leave Bucky with a smile on his face. For the rest of the morning he was a grump until his assistant Wanda set a cup of coffee in front of him and told him to stop being such an ass. Wanda was the only one that could ever really talk to him that way and get away with it. He just huffed and took a sip of coffee.
The moment the cup touched his lips, smelled the rich aroma cast from the beans, and when the liquid touched his lips his whole perspective changed. He had never tasted anything like it before. It was the best cup of coffee he had ever had and he had to find out where his assistant had gone to get it.
Wanda knew Bucky was hooked by the way he kept bugging her throughout the day trying to find out where this amazing new coffee shop was. She wasn’t going to make it easy for him either. In the end she wrote down the address and not without getting a few things for herself. Like some extra days off, a paid spa day for her and her best friend, as well as a little raise, which honestly Bucky would have given her anyway because she very much deserved it for putting up with him.
The next morning Bucky got up a little earlier than normal, did his usual workout, got dressed and made a trip to the side of the city he hadn’t been to since he had moved. He looked around the city streets noticing how different things looked since he had last been to the West Side. Little restaurants and shops that he used to frequent have closed down and others came in their place, others were either vacant or had little business trickling in, except for one cafe on the corner that had a line out it’s door of customers waiting to get their caffeine fix.
Bucky checked his emails and messages as he stood in line until he got closer to look over the menu board filled with some obscure names for their different drinks. Who the hell knew what an Affogato or Kaffeost or even Cafezinho was or what was in a Hawkeye or Bulletproof drink. All he wanted was a large cup of straight black coffee preferably hot, some of those drinks came in hot or cold and what the hell was a Nitro cold brew. The longer Bucky looked at the menu the more his head hurt and the longer the line got behind him.
People started to get gruff behind him asking him to hurry up and make a decision, he had just about turned around to give the little old lady behind him a piece of his mind until the blonde barista behind the counter slid a large cup in front of him.
“Here you go, one large cup of Hawkey on the house.”
“I didn’t order this.”
“I know, but trust me this is the one you want to go with” he said “don’t worry, it’s just one large cup of straight black coffee.” Was his response when Bucky hesitated.
Bucky wasn’t sure what happened. He was stunned into silence and all he could do was turn his attention to the concoction in his hand. He was partly scared and yet intrigued, he had no idea what the barista could have put in his cup, but the moment he took that first sip all he could do was smile. It was the best cup of coffee he had ever had and from then on he was hooked.
Every morning he got up a little earlier each time so that he could make his way back to that same coffee shop, to get another cup of the delicious piping ping hot cup of liquid gold.He couldn’t get enough and if he had an earlier meeting he would make sure to get up even earlier so that he still had time to stop at the cafe. Everyday he made it to the cafe and every day the same blonde smiling barista would hand him his cup of coffee and every day Bucky savored his first sip before making his way to the office. Everyday until the day things changed.
That Friday Bucky went to the cafe like normal, but before he got up to the counter he knew there was something different about the day. The familiar smiling barista was missing and even though Bucky had ordered the same cup of coffee and even though it was the same it just didn’t taste the same. The first sip didn’t taste like all those other times and it didn’t leave Bucky with the same feeling as before. He went about his day as usual, but without the pep in his step and it showed. Wanda could sense d there was something wrong and when she tried to ask him about it he just grumbled at her and went about his work.
The next morning he found himself close to the cafe where he shrugged his shoulders and decided that he would go in even though he knew that he would end up disappointed when he didn’t see his favorite blonde. When he approached the counter he was surprised to see that the blonde was there after all and Bucky’s whole demeanor changed.
“Hey…uh sorry can I get a large…”
“Hawkeye….yeah man of course.”
“You remember.”
“I never forget an order. So what brings you in on a Saturday, you usually don’t come in during the weekends. I almost didn’t recognize you looking all casual.”
“Yeah…um I was just out running some errands and thought I would come in.” Bucky wasn’t sure why, but he found himself suddenly nervous around the other man.
“Personally I think you pull off the casual nicely” the blonde smiled
Bucky could feel his face flush as he tried to find the words only to leave the other man to laugh at him. It wasn’t a mean laugh, it was more cute and seemed to come off even a little sympathetic, if that was even possible.
“Uhh, thanks” he chuckled as he looked up at the menu.
“So your usual?”
“You know I was thinking I might be a little adventurous today and try something different. What would you suggest?”
“Well…the Cafezinho is pretty popular as well as the Kaffeost, but if you want my honest opinion I usually just stick to the plain black or if I’m having a bit of a bad day I might get the bullet proof, it has a shot of Nitro brew in it. Sometimes if I really need a little pick me up, I put in two shots.”
“Wow, really? Well maybe I’ll try that one then.”
“Someone is being adventurous today. One Nitro Bulletproof coming up. Why don’t you find a table and I’ll bring it out to you…unless you want it to go.”
“No, I'll have it here.”
Bucky watched from his seat as the man seemed to dance around effortlessly making his coffee and in no time was placing a hot mug of coffee in front of him along with a blueberry muffin and sat down opposite him.
“I hope you like it. I actually put a little bit of Baileys in it too.”
Bucky’s face lit up the moment he took a sip “I don’t know what you do, but this is the best cup I’ve ever had. I seem to say that every time I come here.…well except for maybe yesterday.”
“Wait, what happened yesterday?”
“You weren’t here.” Bucky could just tell his face was probably three shades of red at this point. He wasn't expecting those words to come out so freely the way they did.
Clint gave him a big smile “sorry about that, I had to take my dog to the vet yesterday..”
“Is he or she ok?”
“Yeah, just a little check up that’s all. His name is Lucky or I sometimes call him pizza dog.”
Bucky looks and gives him a funny luck “Pizza dog?”
“Yeah the guy loves pizza. Dog after my own heart.”
The two of them talked for hours before the foot traffic started to pick up and Clint had to go back behind the counter. “My name is Clint by the way.”
“Bucky, Bucky Barnes”
“Well Bucky, I close up shop here in about an hour if you aren’t in a hurry. Maybe you can be like our test subject on some new flavors one of the employees suggested. Personally I like just straight coffee and not all that frilly stuff, but you know got to give the people what they want.”
“Sure, I mean I don’t know much about all these different fancy coffee drinks, but I wouldn’t mind helping out.”
“Great. Well I’ll be back to check on you in a minute.”
Bucky spent his time checking his emails, reading and occasionally peeking over at Clint while he worked. The guy was like a magician or something and he had that kind of personality that could make even the grumpiest person leave with a smile.
“Hey, I thought instead of coffee you might enjoy a nice cup of hot cocoa. I don’t want you to be too wired when it’s time for the taste test. Nat can sometimes get a little over zealous when she comes up with some new drink ideas.”
“Who’s Nat?”
“She’s an old friend of mine. She’s the one that convinced me to open this place up when I retired from my government job and now she comes by sometimes to use me as a Guinea pig.” He chuckled “I don’t mind though, she’s my best friend so I would do just about anything for her.”
For the next hour the two of them were at Nat’s mercy. Tasting every kind of concoction she had come up with and in the end they narrowed it down to three new menu items. The three of them cleaned up the cafe and closed up.
“Hey Bucky I was wondering if you would like to maybe grab a pizza or something one of these nights.”
“Uh yeah, I mean yes. How about tomorrow night?”
“Tomorrow night it is.” There was an awkward silence between them as they smiled at each other “Well I better go check on Lucky…I’ll see you later Bucky.”
“See ya later Clint.”
Bucky didn’t want to say goodbye, after he had spent the whole day there with Clint enjoying his company and being Nat’s taste tester but in the end it was all worth it. He had a date with a hot blonde barista who made the best coffee he had ever tasted.
“See ya later Clint.”
Bucky didn’t want to say goodbye, after he had spent the whole day there with Clint enjoying his company and being Nat’s taste tester but in the end it was all worth it. He had a date with a hot blonde barista who made the best coffee he had ever tasted.
hi! this is pretty general, but got any winterhawk headcanons?
Oh, boy do I ever!
Clint treating Bucky like he does everyone else. Sometimes it back firing quite spectacularly on him. But Bucky still appreciates it. Even if Clint did give him a panic attack when he fell out of the vent above his bed room at some ungodly hour.
Both of them basically dating for a crazy long time while insisting they’re ‘just friends’ who occasionally sleep together, hold hands and cuddle.
Natasha and Sam basically staging an intervention for the two to finally figure out their feelings.
Both Clint and Bucky showing their love for each other through actions more than words. Most of the time grossing Sam and Kate out by it.
Steve and Natasha both being so so happy for the pair.
Bucky constantly saving Clint’s ass.
Those joke pillows that say ‘We had sex here.’ Are no joke in their apartment.
One of them pulling something during extremely creative sex and almost humanly impossible positions.
Bucky does all the cooking
Clint is a total pro at untangling Buckys arm from his hair and Luckys Fur.
Lucky and alpine being the most spoiled animals on the planet.
Bucky is always at Clint’s side in medical to tell him how much of an idiot he was/is. (Though he really means to say how scared he was for the other man.)
All the sex jokes.
When they get their act together being almost unstoppable.
“Clint, would it kill you to use a glass.”
“Why are their knives in the sugar Bucky?”
An insane amount of PDA.
Their apparmemt being the most disorganized organized place on the planet. (And probably has more weapons than a SHIELD armory.)
Lots of random competitions and bets with one and other.
Neither of them sleeping with out the other.
Bucky being a total blanket hog
Clint is like a human octopus in his sleep.
Lucky and alpine take up the majority of the the bed.
Almost daily coffee runs
Stupid nicknames like Tin man and feathers
Really intense snowball fights
Prank wars where no one is safe. (Especially when they’ve teamed up.)
Natasha threatening to do unspeakable things to them if they don’t lock the door when they have sex.
The building they live in being the safest in NY next to the tower.
Their block also having the lowest crime rate in the city.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Marvel
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Clint Barton
Characters: Clint Barton, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes
Additional Tags: Whumptober?, Clint Barton Bingo 2019, Mentions of past abuse, brief mention of rape? nothing is in detail though, Trust Issues, Clint Barton Has Issues, Hurt Clint Barton
Summary:
Clint's been hurt a lot, but he's never really been broken.
Warnings/Tags: Fluffy at the start then angst, injury- no detail just what it is-
*spoiler*
-gunshot wound*, Angsty phone call with injured Clint, slurring, worry, sad, Mention of sleazy guy no noncon tho, Bucky & his bad feelings (as in feeling as if shits gonna go down), mention of blowjobs (in a joke), swearing, alcohol, gay bois in love- don't like don't read, Winterhawk, so Clint x Buck, mentions of Tony being a sweetie, a cute petname & Jarvis being a helpful buddy, flashbacks, phone convos & Also starts then goes back a bit, with Bucky b4 an event & reminiscing!
*Clint talking in purple*
*flashbacks in this*
*Jarvis voice in this*
Yeah wrote this at 4am so yeah don't judge, only lightly edited!
Read & review & let me know if you want a part 2. Welp here goes! Enjoy!!
Trying not to have a (tw) panic attack actually posting something I wrote and especially so unedited & rewritten ok right here goes-
Ok enjoy:
"B-babe"
Bucky heard the phone ring at 3am. He wasn't asleep anyway. Clint left an hour ago to get them marshmallows & lemonade for their late night movie night. Bucky was tense for some reason, he had a feeling something was about to go wrong. He pushed it down- breathed- stretched- ran his finger tips over the smiley face his boyfriend had drawn on his metal arm. He'd been pissed- till he hadn't.
It made him smile- made him feel safe. They'd been working on him getting more confident about his arm. Stark- Tony- had done some upgrades- changed the silver- he liked silver but that shade made him quiver & cry if he was being honest- too many memories. They'd tinted it a different colour, got rid of the star- reworked the mechanisms till it was smoother in a soft toned down way- but still powerful- he still wanted to fight- just for the good guys this time.
He grinned at the smiley face slightly. He liked his new arm- and he liked his smiley face.
The purple & black hoodie he was wearing tickled his neck slightly & he buried his face into its sleeve- it smelt like Clint. God. When'd he become such a sap!! He blamed Clint. & his soft puppy persona. He stretched again- it was getting a little late- the store wasn't that far away- he quashed down the little spark of fear & was about to call his annoying making him worry dammit boyfriend when the phone started blaring its usual tune. He breathed out a sharp breath and answered stomach in slight knots.
"B-Babe"
Buck heard the breathless exhale of his Hawk.
"Clint? You ok?"
The air was dead for a moment making Bucky break & shake slightly before replying hurriedly-
"You didn't buy out the whole walmart did you- I said only three bags max- I know what you're like- I'll have to wrestle them off you or in exchange for a blowjob"
Bucky waited for a huffed laugh or sharp and or dirty quip but none came- now he was worried.
"Baby you ok?" He broke. He heard a sharp gasp that seemed hastily muffled.
"Acushla" he heard Clint stutter. It was an Irish term of endearment that they'd heard on one of their missions.
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They'd been staying in rooms above a pub in Galway whilst inbetween a mission in Dublin & some long name they couldn't pronounce- & frequented the pub by the name of something Bucky couldn't remember- but anyway- Bucky had been sat by the bar for a while nursing a rum & coke waiting for Clint to come down when a 6"5 slim dark haired man had approached grinning merrily- he'd introduced himself as David & proceeded to say he'd seen Bucky across the bar & wouldn't mind a piece. Creep.
Bucky growled silently- but was momentarily stunned when the guy had the audicity to lean forward and stroke his leg despite firmly telling him he wasn't interested- he would've broken his arm for being such a sleaze- Buck could handle it-but some other poor person didn't deserve this shit- but begrudgingly remembered what Fury had said about keeping a low profile- so cue the growling & just as he was about to walk off & escape sleazy's clutches-
-(Damn man kept repeating that Bucky was "Acushla" whatever the fuck that meant)-
Was when his wonderful boyfriend tapped the guy on the back and half snarled -
"Whats that your calling my boyfriend?"
The guy looked slightly stunned eyeing Clint's muscles.
"Acushla?"
Clint questioned tilting his head.
"What in the fuck does that mean?"
The guy stumbled.
"Um- My heartbeat"
"huh" Clint pondered.
"Cute actually"
"Well come on Acushla" - he addressed Bucky-
"Lets go & watch tv - the new series of Timeless is up on hulu"
Bucky had grinned & they'd had a fantastic night. He'd teased Clint about being possessive but lightheartidly. Clint had shoved him & they'd kissed for a solid minute b4 Clint had whispered "Acushla".
Bucky had laughed. "Alright you can stop now"
"No- because you really are- my heartbeat" he had placed Buckys hand on his chest- and Bucky had damn near melted- not that he'd ever tell Clint that of course- but he had a feeling he already knew- and his feelings were usually right.
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Bucky jolted out of the memory as Clint continued breathlessly-
"Acushla" "I-I don't t-think I'm coming home"
"I love you- r-remember tt-hat"
His words were slurred & breathy. Bucky felt as tho someone had dowsed him in ice water & he could feel the cold setting in-
"W-What? What do you mean- sweetheart your scaring me- Clint- baby where are you- what happened-"
"Ss-Iss-shhhhoo"
"Baby tell me where you are"
"Jarvis get me a visual? Track his phone"
"Of course Agent Barnes"
Clint was slurring through the phone but Bucky blocked him out trying to focus on the back ground noises. He could hear sirens, the wind, no close cars-off the track perhaps- he heard a scrape too as if Clint was dragging himself along barely coherently- Buckys chest clenched tightly with fear. He should've gone with him- he knew it was just marshmallows & lemonade but dammit he should have gone with him. He should have trusted his gut- his bad feeling. Godammit.
"Sss-Shot"
That word rang through Bucky's brain.
"Shot?" He asked quickly.
"Fuck- no- baby please"
"Jarvis quickly!"
"Thirty seconds Sir"
"Ss-love you"
"Hold on Clint please- I'm coming- just hold on it'll be ok"
"N-no dontttt you- hherurt"
Bucky heard a thump & a slight sob. He almost sobbed himself.
"Location aqquired"
Bucky was pulling on boots & grabbing a gun and knife from under the bed & tucking it into his boot- hed been scratching his back with it earlier & remembered Clint staring him as if he was mad for using his knife as a back-scratcher. How relaxed he'd been then- How he'd give anything to have Clint safe & sound with him now- He had to save the love of his life- He had to-
"Do you want me to call to Assemble sir?"
"Let them know- I'm going now though- tell them to meet me there as soon as possible- bring medical evac & let them know of the situation" Bucky hurried as calm as possible- he could get there - but he was no medic.
"Stay strong baby- I'm coming-"
Authors note: Please Read:
Okay let me know what u think I'm panic-ing will probably edit this a bit in the morning its literally almost 6am & I've not slept this could be crap-
This is super outside my comfort zone but yeah here goes. Posting ahh.
Leave some comments and reviews bc i am literally stressed but hope you enjoyed.
*sorry for any spelling mistakes or grammar errors- English is my first & only language (i speak a pitiful amount of french for all the lessons I've had-) but I'm only human*
For my masterlist (literally only this on it but sure- might add a few other bits I've written from things tho so have a looksee (who says looksee oh well)
Anyway for my masterlist see the hashtag #mp&i writes masterlist (my account name in short form!)
Thanks & goodnight/morning- not kidding- almost 6am.
Also fun fact this is my first & only Winterhawk story I've written! Tho there might be a draft somewhere but I really don't remember.
Anyway- thanks for reading- hope it wasn't crap & have a good. (Day, night, afternoon, life ect)
Am i the only one loving the idea of Tony and Natasha meddling in Clint and Bucky's love life while the others watch their plans fail and yet they try again and again
