I Won't Give Up (Bucky Barnes x Reader)

Chapter 2

Your eyes dimmed once again as his words settled in. You lowered your head and focused on your fingernails as you barely whispered, "Not everyone."

Bucky's enhanced hearing picked up on the words and he sat down abruptly as the words hit him like a bullet. He covered his face with his hands and let out a groan. He looked up at you with his hands laced in front of his mouth and confessed something he had kept hidden from you. "Yes. Everyone."

You looked at him, eyes wide with shock. "You hate me, Bucky. You've made that clear from the moment I stepped foot into this place."

He raked his hands through his hair, tugging at the roots. He took a deep breath before trying to find the right words to say. You sat down on the couch and silently observed him as he gathered his thoughts.

"I've never hated you. I just... I couldn't trust you. Your file has a lot of gaps in them that I couldn't just ignore."

His confession only made you that much more confused. "You couldn't trust me because you didn't know every detail of my life?"

He pondered your question before answering hesitantly, "When you put it like that, it sounds bad, but yes."

You were about to say something when Sam walked back in the room. He stood behind you and placed his hands on your shoulders. "Steve wanted me to make sure you two hadn't killed each other."

He lightly rubbed the tenseness out of your shoulder. Buck grumbled something under his breath, but you ignored it, opting to look up at the man behind you. "Not yet, Sammy."

He gave you a wink before turning to Bucky. "Can I have my monkey back? My bed is getting cold."

Bucky's hands gripped the arm of the couch as he practically growled, "Go ahead."

Sam gave your shoulder one last squeeze before walking to the elevator and waiting on you. You stood up and went to walk away, but turned to look at Bucky. "There are gaps in my file for a reason. It was better for everyone if I waited until there was mutual trust to fill in the blanks. Maybe, one day, we can get to that point."

He scrunched his eyebrows in confusion. He had questions to ask, but you were already gone.

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After staying with Sam for an hour and reassuring him you were okay, you made your way back to your room. Talking to Bucky made it feel like a weight had been lifted off your shoulders, but there were still some fears weighing you down. You were almost asleep until the realization of what you said truly hit you. You indirectly told Bucky that everyone knew about your past but him. You knew he would start asking questions, but you only hoped he would leave it alone until you were ready.

You woke up the next day at nine o'clock to go to the gym. You threw on a pair of dark red leggings and a matching sports bra. You slid on your black sneakers and fixed your hair before heading towards the gym.

When you walked through the doors to the gym, your eyes did a quick scan. Wanda and Natasha were sparring while Bucky and Steve were lifting weights. Your first thought was to leave and just go for a run outside, but you quickly erased the thought from your head.

You made your way to an open space in front of the wall covered in mirrors and started to stretch. Putting your feet together, you stretched down and placed your hands flat on the ground. After a few seconds, you slowly spread your legs and sank to the floor into a split. You heard the sound of a weight drop and looked at the mirror in front of you.

You saw Bucky picking the weight back up with a slight blush as his eyes glanced back at you. You found yourself unable to look away as you continued to stretch. Your eyes were locked onto his as you reached your hands out in front of you and stretched forward with your chest flat against the floor.