Just a Girl Part 3 (Finally !)
Bucky Barnes x Kree!Reader
A/N : It already has been about 4 years that I last posted about this series and after all this time I finally finish the third chapter. I know a few of you have been asking for it and I’m sorry it took so long.
There will be some more chapters coming in the incoming months ( if I manage to find enough inspiration, if not see you in a few years... )
Enjoy :)
Being a Kree sure meant you were stronger, faster and a tad bit smarter than most humans, but it didn’t mean pain was any less painful.
After a night of gobbling down pain killers and whining pitifully in your bed, thanks to Pietro and his MMA fighter killer moves, you decided to stay in your room for most of the day. Looking at yourself in the mirror wasn’t an option either, you were sure you looked exactly like ziplock from the Goonies and damn if you were going to be seen like that, especially by Bucky…
But it wasn’t only your face which hurt but your pride has been greatly chipped as well. How could a human, even enhanced, could beat up a Kree ? You were a solider, an agent, your capacity overcame the ones of any humans and those were even increased here, thanks to the Earth atsmophere.
As you were turning this interrogation over in your mind, you furrowed your eyebrows and brutally sat up, wide eyed.
« What if Pietro isn’t human ? » you whispered to yourself ; gaze lost in the void searching for an answer that clearly wouldn’t be in your room.
Well, he wasn’t exactly what you can call human since he had supernatural abilities.
And before you could get too lost into those ideas, you shook your head pushing all the complotist thoughts away. There wasn’t any way that idiot would be anything else than human, and if he wasn’t, he still didn’t like you so the issue was exactly the same…
On that, you let yourself fall backwards on your bed and closed your eyes then took a deep breath. As slumber fell upon you, you awkwardly moved to slide under your comforter and cuddle yourself into the warmth of your bed, while your face didn’t hurt anymore.
You were awoken, god knows how long after you fell back asleep, by soft knocks on your bedroom door. Then you let out a groggy hum, not even awake enough to open your eyes.
« Y/N ? It’s Bucky, are you okay ? »
« Shit ! » you cursed to yourself.
You straightened yourself in a sitting position so fast you saw stars and had to let yourself fall against your mattress again as you felt all the little strength you had leave your body.
« Wait a minute » you called to your teammate on the other side of the door.
After resting a few instants on your bed, you managed to crawl out to your private bathroom, where your horrifying reflexion awaited for you in the mirror placed directly opposite the door.
« I look terrible, for fuck’s sake »
Yeah, that pretty much summed it up, your face was all different shade of black and blue, one of your cheekbone was swollen and you clearly weren’t ready to face the world with this face except on the day of Halloween, pretending it was your very realistic costume.
Unfortunately, it wasn’t Halloween yet. Meaning you had to face Bucky with your horrible ziplock face…Amazing !
With a desperate sigh, you push yourself to your quarter’s door and got mentally ready to face your friend, who you thought you’d be able to prevent from seeing you like this, in order to keep up your charming appearance (as much as possible when you spend most of your day fighting people), but apparently, your out of this world nature didn’t do much to help you for that…
So you opened the door and face the music with as much dignity as you could muster. And when your eyes met his, you saw how they almost bulged out of their sockets at the sight of you.
« Oh god ! » he let out
« Yeah, I know… »
He visibly tried to calm himself before carrying on.
« Does it hurt ? »
« Yeah, pretty bad, but it’s okay, the swelling and bruises are ugly but the pain isn’t as much... »
« I just wanted to check on you since we haven’t seen you at breakfast. Also to tell you that I re-arranged the schedule and partnered you up with me instead of Pietro, Is it okay or do you want to change partner ? »
The knot in your stomach you got used to have since the beginning of your conjoint partnership with the speedster let loose at the announcement.
« No, of course it’s okay ! I won’t get destroyed for once and that is a real pleasure. »
Your face contorsed into a smile through the physical pain, which you came to regret after it kicked in.
As soon as it came onto your features, it bended the other opposite way, forming a deep frown.
« I should let you rest, sorry for bothering you »
Bucky started to back away from you.
« No, no ! You’ren ot bothering me. I’m just, not in the best shape to do… about anything right now… But I really appreciate what you did. You can’t even imagine the relief I feel at not being hated by my partner »
The soldier’s expression went serious. And he settled his back against the wall right beside the doorframe, facing away from you but offering a nice view of his profil, his features remaining still.
« Honestly, I don’t what’s going on with him. You don’t seem to have done anything ot the guy or even his sister for that matters. And even so, we’re a team. I mean, I can barely stand Sam but I still manage to tolerate the guy with punching a hole through his skull »
You let out a chukcle, causing him to slightly turn his head toward you.
« It’s because you’re secretly in love with him. We can all see it you know. Don’t you know the saying : « Who loves well, chastises as well » ? This is exactly how I see the two of you…. »
The snetence floated into your mind and the more you replayed all the harassment Pietro made you endure, the more the headache became strong. You tried to find something humorous to say to defuse the situation.
« If we follow this logic, Pietro might be totally in love with me, right ? »
Bucky snorted.
« He probably doesn’t even know what love means. I swear the guy can’t even show affection to his own sister. Wanda pretends he wasn’t like that before the accident in Sokovia but I seriously doubt that, such evil can’t be contained for so long to fool anyone »
The words resonated within you.
He has lost the ability to use his super speed after being falsely declared dead . His behaviour was said to be different from his previous one… It’s not like being one hair away from death couldn’t change someone but there was something else bugging about Pietro.
Something you couldn’t quite place, yet…
You got so lost in your investigation that you completely forgot about Bucky, standing there.
« Y/N ! » His voice brought you back to reality.
« Sorry, did you say something ? »
« Nothing important, I was just carrying on criticizing that fast jerk. I mean, we call him fast but I’ve actually never saw him runhalf fast as he is supposed to be able to. It’s not surprising that he can’t though, with the little portions of food he eats… I heard he was supposed to eat at least three times the calories for a grown man in only half a day to maintain his top form. But he even push away his sister’s baking…. Unbelievable »
Then, it hit you.
It couldn’t be !
It totally could, but if it was, then the coincidence was crazy.
« He isn’t eating enough calories you said »
Bucky hummed not seeming to find anything interesting to that question.
« But if he still has his super speed, he should be eating as much as before right, even if he’s not yet healed to run. His metabolism should be going as fast as it was before Sokovia… »
The soldier raised an eyebrow at you.
« You’re getting quite invested in a guy that apparently wants to hurt you » he smirked
But the teasing tone disappeared as quick as it appeared , settling back into serious mode.
« Except if you like it »
Your mind begined to cloud and you felt yourself slip far away from the conversation.
« No, no. Of course not. I, I’m sorry Bucky. I need to go lay down a bit. Thanks for passing by. See you »
He barely had the time to open his mouth that your door closed in his face, leaving him there, looking dumb with words left unsaid.
On the other side of the door, you leaned your back against the surface, feeling a wave of vertigo cause by all the racing thoughts overwhelmed you.
Pietro had been declared dead, then mysteriously he was alive again. He lost his super ability, wasn’t acting like his pre-death self, so much that even his twin sister said it felt like facing a stranger…And to top it all, he acted like an asshole to you when there wasn’t any reason…
« What was it about my eyes » you thought
« Are you wearing contacts, there’s no way your eyes are so clear… »
Those were the very first words he said to you when you arrived at the compound.
It all rushed so fast in your brain : for those who knew about krees, they could be recognized either by their blue skins, which changed to one of the spectra color of human skin when in contact of high dose of nitrogen, just as present in earth atmosphere. When their skin had turned, it was almost impossile for unknowledged humans to know they weren’t human.
However, Pietro had told you about that almost directly, with a certain agressivity he couldn’t even hide…
And who, among any other extraterrestrial species could hate the galaxy-wide infamous kree that much ?
You looked up, your senses now all alert at finally finding the answer, eyes wide with recognition.
« He’s a skrull. He’s a motherfucking skrull »