Turning pages: Water damage.
reader x Zemo
warnings: mentions of death, drowning. Bucky is a bit of an asshole. (sorry) some angst.
mentions of the avengers: Bucky, Steve and Sam.
The glass was smooth, fairly clear for something that was thick enough to stop bullets. You sat on the edge of your bed pressed against the cool glass. It must of been the hottest part of the day. You could feel the unbearable heat and the glass was the coolest surface within your cell. You had hoped it would give you a better view of Helmut without a shirt. The weeks had passed since Helmut’s first visit into your cell. He had only come into your cell one other time since then. It was late after lights off when the guards would be switching out shifts.
You felt like a teenage girl in love for the first time. You were both grown adults but the way you kissed and caressed one another was like the first time you had ever explored the bodies of the opposite sex. Except there was experience in the touches. Helmut especially knew how to use his hands. He found places on your body that sparked a familiar heat without touching any erogenous areas. The guards had almost caught the two of you lip locked fumbling around on the small cot. Zemo had only meant to help you fall asleep like the last time.
