“What are you gonnda do, Buck?” Steve says.
the other shadow voiced. Its us.
And I’m not gonna move from this spot until your ma claps my ears.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw the worried looks of Nat and Cap. “Hey, you.” He said to the shadow, because it's Steve. Also, I have the feels for Bucky =[ and wish their were more protective!team fics out there coddling him.Thanks for reading, please let me know if you liked it!
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It feels like someone is hitting it with a hammer over and over and over again", his friend explained, squinting his eyes with a face contorted with pain. Si alguien tenía la culpa, era Bucky.
"Hold him down!" The philanthropist rose to stretch. ", „You know yourself that it wasn't pumped full of LSD. Steve sighed and leaned back against the arm of the sofa.
A smile appeared on his lips as he thought back on the past. Steve and Bucky were both bad when injured; they hated feeling useless. Did you hear the scream too?". It's Steve. Steve shook his head slowly, "No…If anything he's gotten worse. In the hallway of the rooms he noticed his friend Tony. You look over at him; he's shivering and his nose is red. He spent all these years alone in Mother Russia and was pumped full of… with LSD so that his memories are spongy again. The next morning everyone was up early. There were bonds of some sort going across It's body holding it down, any attempts It made to move were both futile and extremely painful as lightning seared up and down It's arm, shoulder, back and side. He coughed slightly. Bucky's holding on to a weird secret- for some reason he keeps coughing up rose petals. He sighed. Tony understood and finished the sentence internally however and had been contemplating a plan b for awhile. Even then he might've been ok, the former assassin's super healing would've taken care of it but the infection had somehow settled so deep into the structure where flesh met metal and spread until his body had begun to reject the implant entirely, super healing included.
The author would like to thank you for your continued support. „That sounds like a really very loyal friend.
„You can't help him by waking him up", he whispered. “You know you’re gonna get sick from me now, right?” Bucky mumbled from within the sweet haze of the radiant fever numbing his mind along with the comfort of the blankets.
The Asset's mind screamed, 'No, let go! Bucky looked at Steve in silence, then he nodded slowly.
“I’m so sweet that I’m about to go get you a bowl of soup, which I brought you, and I’m gonna sit right here until you finish it. Steve was supposed to be the one that was sick, and Bucky was supposed to be the one bring him soup, and tissues, and making him sleep.
There's no way you could reach that, let alone properly treat it…and I can't exactly remove that thing, its attached to your damn spinal cord and skeleton.'. It knew It was laying down on a surface, a slightly hard and cold one, one that hurt in some areas where it was digging in. Steve paused and turned away while he took a sharp breath of air to calm his self.
He body went lax suddenly as the realization settled in his fever mind and the strength he'd had from the fear left him weak and reeling.
Who else am I gonna torment the others with?" His fevers so high Tony...Dr. "He's too strong, even like this!