Marvel Imagines

013 - Your first kiss (Part Two)

Bucky Barnes // Winter Soldier - 

You stepped off the jet onto Wakandan soil, breathing in the hot, humid air and instantly feeling better than you had in months. Finally, the distance between the two of you wasn't that far. 

The things you were going to say and do raced through your mind. You stepped off the ramp and bounded towards Shuri, who pulled you into an informal embrace. "We have missed you here, (Y/N), but something tells me that you aren't here for me or my brother". 

"Unfortunately, I'm not," you admitted, pulling away but still holding onto her arms. "Can I see him?"

She instantly knew who you were referring to. A small smile played on her lips and after a moment she nodded. "Come on then. Follow me".

Shuri led you through an outdoor corridor that ran along one of the palace walls until you reached a small hut in a field. You gave her a look and she gave your arm a reassuring squeeze. 

"Go," she said gently. "I'll still be here when you're ready".

You smiled back at her then set off towards the one man that you'd ever truly cared about. When you neared the hut, you saw that a curtain had been drawn across a small opening in the clay wall nearest to you. Not knowing whether to knock or call out, you simply tugged the curtain back and ducked slightly to get through the short doorway.

Bucky was sitting on the floor next to a low wooden table, his face betraying his confusion and shock, but most of all how happy he was. He'd taken off the metal arm, covering it with a blue scarf and he was wearing a red tartan tunic. He looked good - he looked great. 

Before he could even speak, you rushed towards him and pulled him into a hug. You kissed him with so much intensity that he couldn't even speak when you pulled away. All he could manage was a wide, idiotic grin.

Loki Laufeyson - 

You found him in a cell. 

That was the day that you realised that the feud between him and Thor had gone too far. Thor had arrested his own brother - that was a line that could never be uncrossed. 

"Guards, guards!" you shouted, calling the nearby Asgardian wardens to attention. "Someone let me into that damned cell!"

They obeyed your orders; knowing better than to disrespect an outstanding and honourable Valkyrie. The barrier dropped long enough for you to dart in and closed behind you so that Loki couldn't use the opportunity to escape.

"What in Asgard happened to you?" you asked, kneeling on the floor beside him and pulling his head into your chest. His hair was a mess and he was slouched, barefoot, against one of the white walls.

"I don't want to talk about it," he mumbled. After a moment of silence, he relented. "I- I did something very stupid on Midgard... I hurt a lot of people - I killed a lot of people".

You pulled away from him and slouched down against the wall. He was a murderer. The man you'd loved since you were a child had killed people. Not just any people - innocent Midgardians.

"Please, (Y/N), don't hate me," his voice sounded desperate, almost frantic, as he clutched your hands in his. "I didn't mean it. I didn't want to. I was- I was sick. Please...please, (Y/N) you've got to believe me".

"I do," you replied, moving closer to him until your shoulders were pressed against each others. "I trust and believe you completely, Loki. You're one of the rare few people that I would follow to the ends of this godforsaken universe".

"You mean that?" he asks, looking deep into your eyes as tears formed in his. "Because, believe me, no one hates me more than I hate myself".

This time, you answered him by gripping the sides of his face and wiping the tears from his eyes with your thumbs. He gave you a teary smile that broke your heart just a little bit. Not knowing what else to do, you pulled his face towards yours and kissed him softly on the lips. As you pulled away, you moved your lips to his ear and whispered, "I love you, Loki. No matter what you do".

Peter Parker // Spider-man -

No inspo for this one. Sorry :3

Natasha Romanoff // Black Widow -

"I'm quitting SHIELD," you announced, slamming your badge and your files down onto the glass table. Tony Stark looked at you in shock, Fury regarded you with a raised eyebrow and a gaze that conveyed deep respect. Natasha simply watched you rise up from your seat, her eyes filled with rage as her jaw clenched. You walked out of the room with confidence in your stride and made sure to slam the door on your way out. 

Ignoring any other agents or Avengers that crossed your path, you walked straight into your quarters and started packing your belongings into a plain black duffel bag. You just wanted to get out. It was starting to feel suffocating - the day-to-day of your job was just becoming too stressful to handle and your relationships with the Avengers made you a high-profile target to anyone who wanted to piss them off. Now, you wanted nothing more than to quit the job you once loved and go home to your family ranch. 

You were stuffing socks into a side compartment when the door opened with so much force that it slammed into the wall next to it. You gave an involuntary jump and spun around to see Natasha standing there. Your grip tightened on the handle of the dagger that you taped to the underside of your bed frame for situations such as that. 

"Why the hell did you do that?" Nat exclaimed, approaching you angrily and slamming the door shut again. "What are you doing?"

"I am trying to leave my job with some degree of peace," you sighed as you turned back to your half-packed bag. She stormed up to you and seized the bag by one handle before hurtling it at the wall. "What the hell, Nat?!"

"(Y/N), look at me!" she screamed. "Talk to me! You can't just leave things the way they are". You both calmed as she placed her hands onto your shoulders. "I told you that I liked you. Now your leaving. Is it- is it because of me?"

You sighed then looked her in the eye. "No. Everything's just all gotten too much and, honestly, I like you back. I just can't allow myself to become your weakness".

"Who told you that? Fury?"

"No. I told myself. One of us needed to make the hard call, so I decided".

Nat stepped back and started to pace, her head in her hands. "I can't lose you. Please". She looked you in the eye. "Just stay. You won't have to see me ever again if you don't want to. All I ask is that you stay here. SHIELD needs good agents these days and you're one of them".

You paused for a moment to think then walked over to her, easing her hands away from her face. "Fine. I won't go".

You placed your hand under her chin and forced her to look you in the eyes. Tears were dripping down her cheeks so you wiped them away with your sleeve. You hated seeing her cry. 

Slowly, you tilted your head to one side and moved closer to her face, rubbing the tip of your nose lightly against hers before placing your mouth on Nat's. She started to kiss you back, much to your surprise. 

A/N : Hey guys, I've just started writing a new imagine that is focussed on Bucky during the war (something that a lovely fellow writer gave me the idea for)