#slight bruising

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[firelilyfox]

I´m afraid of this darkness that sleeps in me

Thunderbolts: Bob x female reader

Summary: Bob is having a terrible nightmare & you comfort him

Warnings: fluff/angst/mention of mental illness/ bruising/choking

Words: ~1,2k

english isn’t my first language so … sorry for all the mistakes :') leave a comment if you like or a heart or some ideas … I’m thankful for everything!!!

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His scream woke you up and you are instantly wide awake. 

Your room lays across the hall and it takes you no longer than a few seconds to get over to his door. As you enter his bedroom, Bob was still laying between the sheets shivering. His whole body was tense in cause of the horrors he must’ve seen in his nightmares. 

„Bob?“, you whispered and came closer to the edge of his bed. He didn’t respond, so you put one knee on the soft mattress and gently touching his bare shoulder. His skin was sweaty and all heated up. You begin to shake and try to wake him up. 

„Bob? All is good. You are safe.“ 

Suddenly his hand snapped forward, grabbing your wrist and you find yourself laying on your back. You hold your breath, starring directly into two dark eyes only a few inches away from yours. Bob was still holding your wrist tightly above your head. His other hand was wrapped around your throat. 

For a moment you were scarred. His gaze was full of rage and his body language made clear that he was ready to fight for his life. Bob was still trapped in the horrors of his nightmare. You knew it was bad because you’ve seen it before. You’ve seen how the Void creeps up in his nightmares, trying to break free … trying to take over. 

A high pitched squeak escaped your throat but it's no more than a whisper thanks to his fingers continuing to squeeze a little tighter by each passing moment. Your right hand settles against his heated skin on his bare chest, feeling the rattling heartbeat. 

„It’s me - I’m … I am here …“ you whisper. The world around you - his room which is only touched by the soft moonlight - began to blur. But staying calm is the only safe way to get out of this unpleasant situation. „Bob. L..Look at me.“ 

Your hand finds it way up his neck, cupping his cheek with your palm. When his tears starting to ran down his face, you know he could hear you and the Void is going to loose his deadly grip around Bobs consciousness. 

„Y/N?“ His raspy voice sound so broken that your eyes filled with tears immediately. The darkness around his beautiful warm brown eyes started to disappear and they widened in shock when he looks down on his own hand, still holding you hostage. His fingers giving you free, he gets up on his knees to get some space between the two of you. Eyes full of shame and regret. Self-loathing forces him to avoid your gaze and he makes an effort to stand up but before he gets the chance to flee and hide, you take action and quickly sit up to cup is face with both of your hands. With his eyes still closed you manage to get close enough to feel his uneven breath on your lips. 

„Please look at me“, you ask again silently. He flinches by the sound of the little crack in your voice. Guilt is practically written all over him. 

Your heart skips a painful beat but finally he opens his eyes. Slowly finding yours, shimmering with tears in it. „I’m so … so sorry. Y/N … I wouldn’t … I-I…“ he stutters and starting to shake beneath your touch. 

Your heart breaks with each and every tear that escapes. Without anymore hesitation you get up on your knees, stabilizing your movement with holding onto his strong shoulders and managing to kneel down on his lap, each leg folded beside his waist and wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling Bob in a big and calming hug. At first his entire body stiffens. Never has he been this close to you. He does not even breath for a few seconds but then … he collapses against you. Strong arms wrapped around your waist and back, holding you in place. A heavy head buried in the curve between your neck and shoulder. Skin touched by silent tears. His body was all lean and strong, unbreakable but his soul shattered just in this moment he felt real comfort for the first time in … ever. 

„I know you would never hurt me.“ Your hand moves slowly through his thick dark hair and the other drawing a little circle on his back to calm him down. „I’m not afraid of you.“ 

Bob leans back to meet your gaze again. „But I did hurt you. Y/N … I did that.“ 

His eyes dart down to your throat, where a mark of bruises begins to show. Slowly he brushes your hair over your shoulder to get a better look at it and a shadow darts across his face. You decide to put an end to it. 

„That wasn’t you. It was an accident. This isn’t your fault.“ With demanding fierce in your voice and a soft grip around his chin you force him to make eye contact again. „I will not let you punish yourself for that.“ 

He swallows hard. „I make everything worse… I should not be here … especially not near you.“ Bob trying to push you gently off his lap but you press your legs tighter against his to keep yourself in place. 

„Bullshit“, you hiss at him. „You are exactly where you belong. This is your family now! Yelena, Bucky, Ava and even the Red Guardian and the fake Captain America… they all love you.“ 

He looks away, but finally stops trying to push you away. Suddenly you become very aware that you are still sitting on his lap, holding him hostage between your knees. The upcoming heat crawls up your neck right in your face to lit your cheeks on fire. You try to shake the feeling and focus on what’s important: comforting Bob. 

„But I’m dangerous“, he says before you could catch a breath. „I can’t stay here … if I’m even able to hurt you than I can’t be trusted.“ His words swing with so much intensity that you could feel the muscles under his sweaty skin vibrating. 

Now its your turn to hide your face in the curve of his shoulder, so he would not see the fear in your face. You are not scarred of him, you don’t fear his power or the loss of control over it. You fear for him to leave. You fear to never see him again. The fear of loosing him, make you shake and he notices. He presses your body tighter against his. Skin agains skin. The thin fabric of your nightgown makes barely a difference. And that’s when you get an idea … 

„Take a look.“ 

He turns his head and you can feel his lips agains the soft spot right beneath your ear as he speaks. „What do you mean?“ 

„Take a look. I’ll give you permission to look inside my head.“ 

The importance of this is clear for both of you. After Bob found out he could invade the highest privacy a person can have - their memories - he swore to the Thunderbolts to never use it ever again. „No, Y/N. It changes nothing. It won’t change that I’m way to unstable to be this close to yo-…“ 

„Oh for fucks sake would you please just do what I say …“ the words sound rough but the sobbing from you gives it more desperateness you wanted to show. 

Bob holds your look for a few stretched seconds and then softly nods. His palms cup your face to build a physical connection - that is not at all needed because you were still sitting on him practically half naked - but you don’t say a word about it. Instead you focus on the psychic bridge that is now connecting your consciousness with his and you throw everything you have at him. All the memories of him working with the team to be a part of the new not-so-heroic-heroes. The way you watch him making breakfast for everyone so early in the morning that not a soul is even awake yet. How he smiles when you crack a joke and the way it makes you feel seeing him laugh. You show him how much you miss him when he isn’t around and the excitement when he gets back. The deep wish to touch him in moments nobody is watching and to be touched by him. And most of all - you let him know that he will never be alone … because you see him. You really and truly see him. 

He gasps and his hands fly off from your face, breaking the mental bridge between you two. His chest is moving quickly as he breathes flat and fast. New tears fill his eyes and for a horrible moment a thought manifests in your head. You overstepped. Scarred the shit out of him. You fucked up so bad. 

You try to apologize but the unformed words get caught off from you lips as he crashes into them. The kiss surprised you but you quickly adapt. His lips are moving slowly into yours and make you part them so that he could fully claim them. A relieved sigh escapes your mouth and the tension in your whole body vanishes. His hands cupping your face again, worshipping you in the softest and gentlest way possible. Your fingertips finds a way to his muscled back to dig into it. He groans against your lips and you stop for a moment. 

„I’m sorry did that hurt“, you ask alarmed. 

He looks at you in disbelieve and chuckles. „Are you really asking me if that hurt?“ His eyes darken in guilt. “You are the one with bruises on your neck.“ 

„Next time just don’t squeeze that hard and we can use it for pleasure“, you say with a husky voice. Something lits up in his eyes and you feel a hot knot deep in you stomach that makes you want to go much further than you should right now. 

„That’s not funny. I could’ve killed you“, Bob says in a serious tone. 

You gently tug his hair on the back of his head and smile. „But you didn’t. You stopped. You didn’t let it control you.“ 

„For a moment I did …“ Bob thumb brushes softly over your bottom lip and watches it lost in thought. „The things that could’ve happened … the things I could’ve done to you …“ 

You slap his hand away and kiss him again. This time its light as a feather and your lips barely even touch. „Promise me you stay. Promise you you will fight.“ You whisper. 

„I’m terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me, Y/N.“ 

„You will never have to face it alone, ever again.“ 

„Promise?“ 

„Promise.“ 

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[hexdgirl]

But not in a weird way💔 It’s js so pretty to look at

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[vmscar]

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Bruising ✨