Request: Hiii! I'm glad to see that you're posting again. May I have an imagine with Bucky Barnes and a Teenager where she has been trying her hardest to prove herself to Bucky, only to accidentally get them stranded in the middle of nowhere. As they're walking down the road to find a town, Bucky says something hurts her feelings and she ends up running away that night. Thank you so much! Merry Christmas too!!!

A/N: I appreciate the support! Thank you very much. I hope you have a Merry Christmas as well!!!

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Bucky was pissed.

His voice was so loud, so thunderous, that you couldn't concentrate on what he was saying. He truly became a different person. It ended in him huffing angrily and storming off completely infuriated. You felt your heart sink to the bottom of your stomach.

You felt horrible. This entire mission, you were trying to prove yourself to Bucky. You wanted to show him that you were worthy enough to be his partner for future missions, but after this mistake, that didn't seem too likely.

Bucky was stomping his way down the dirt road. You hadn't moved from your spot. You thought that he was going to stop and wait, but he just kept walking. It was as if he acted like he didn't want to turn back. It seemed like he wanted to leave you there, like he didn't give a single care in the world for you at the moment.

You inhaled deeply, knowing that you were going to regret this next move, but you had to let Bucky know you were sorry. You started to jog up to Bucky, calling out his name, but he didn't respond. You finally caught up to him, but his pace started to pick up.

"Bucky please, hear me out—"

"Shut up Y/N," Bucky interrupted, his tone of voice sounding like your father after an argument with your mother. In other words, resentful. "Don't talk to me right now."

"Bucky, I understand that I messed up," You acknowledged, finally matching his speed of walking. "I just wanted to tell you that I'm sorry. I know that you trusted me, but I promise you that I'm never going to do that again."

No response. Bucky didn't even look at you. You noticed that he was clenching his jaw, which was something he would do when he was extremely peeved.

"Buck—"

"Y/N SHUT THE HELL UP!" Bucky fumed, taking you by surprise. He yelled so loud, it even echoed through the sky. Bucky took a deep breath before continuing. "You don't know a damn thing about anything that this mission required. If it wasn't for you being so ignorant with the keys, we wouldn't be in this situation."

"I understand but—"

"No you don't Y/N," Bucky cut off, shaking his head. "I knew that choosing a stupid teenager as my partner for this mission was a mistake. So overall, I feel like this is practically my fault for making such a dumb choice."

Ouch. You had to admit, that last comment was quite a stinger. You tried to convince yourself that Bucky was just insulting you because of the heat of the moment. He was mad, therefore he was making mad accusations. After that remark, you just kept your mouth shut and walked quietly beside Bucky. Normally you don't overthink things, but you looked up to Bucky, and hearing those words come out made you exaggerate every little word.

He hated you, and that made you sad.

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"Here it is!" The man exclaimed, opening the door into the apartment room. You entered the room behind Bucky. "I hope you guys enjoy your stay, and I'll see you two in the morning."

"Thanks Braden," Bucky thanked gratefully. "I'll see you in the morning."

"Don't you mean we'll see him in the morning?" You asked, trying to get Bucky to talk to you, but he still ignored you and brushed past you to the bathroom. "Oh, come on Buck."

Braden bid his farewells and left the room. You walked up to your bed and plopped down onto it. You soon heard the bathroom door open and you instantly sat up. You looked over at Bucky who avoided your gaze and walked to his bed. He sat down and removed his shoes.

"Will you talk to me yet Bucky?" You implored, still receiving nothing. It was as if you were a ghost to him. He was treating you like you didn't even exist. "Please Bucky."

Bucky disregarded your request and laid down on his side, his back facing you. You sighed in defeat. Maybe he just needed to sleep on it. You hoped that he would talk to you in the morning. You got up and turned off the lights. You sat back down on your bed, but you didn't lay down.

Instead, you just stared at Bucky. His back facing you seemed to have given you the feeling that he was never going to talk to you again. He genuinely hurt your feelings back on the dirt road. You recognized that you made a big mistake, but the fact that Bucky still wasn't talking to you hurt your feelings even more.

You blinked yourself back into reality before coming to the decision that you were going to run away. If Bucky wasn't going to talk to you, you might as well just leave him. You believed that Bucky was going to be better off without you. Although you needed Bucky, you felt like he didn't need you. Nor did you feel like he wanted you to even be around him anymore.

You quietly stood up from the bed and walked up to the door. You opened it up and took one last look over your shoulder at Bucky before leaving the apartment room.

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The nightmare came to Bucky during his sleep. He dreamt of you getting killed by a group of bad guys. Even though Bucky was mad at you, he never would have wished death upon you. He loved you. He wanted to protect you. His mind was just giving him false dreams because of his current feeling he was feeling toward you.

He had finally opened his eyes which made him realize that he had to apologize to you. He thought that by ignoring you would fix his feelings, but it made it worse. Bucky rolled over onto his back, staring up at the ceiling.

"Y/N?" Bucky quietly whispered, he didn't want to awake you loudly. He sat in silence. "Y/N, are you awake?"

Normally, that was when you would respond, but there was still nothing but silence.

"Look Y/N, I'm sorry for giving you the silent treatment," Bucky apologized, swinging his legs off the bed. He stood up and went to turn the lights on. "I was just—"

Bucky froze as he saw an empty bed once the room was lit up by the lights.

"Oh shit."

Bucky didn't even wait another second and bolted out the door of the apartment. The cold air brushed against his cheeks as he stepped outside on the balcony. He frantically scanned the area, not being able to see you anywhere. Bucky ran his fingers through his hair in distress.

"What have I done?"

All Bucky could do was blame himself. Bucky started to call out your name, awakening some others in the apartment, but Bucky didn't care. He ran to the stairs and flew down them, hoping that you'd be in the parking lot.

"Let go of me!" Bucky overheard your voice. Bucky's eyes shot wide open, his head snapping the direction of your voice. "You don't want to mess with me."

Bucky ran the way he heard your voice, only to see a group of men surrounding you. You were in the middle, but Bucky didn't see any fear in you, instead, he saw confidence. Bucky was about to interject into the situation when one of the men shove you, but he stopped as he saw you fight back.

He perked an eyebrow as the men attacked you, but you swiftly fought back, kicking their butts like Bucky wanted to. In the end of your impressive combat fighting, Bucky was officially impressed. You were breathing hard as the group of men ran away in fear. You turned your head, noticing that Bucky was standing not too far from you.

"Y/N, that was—"

"I don't want to talk to you," You interrupted, immediately walking the opposite direction of Bucky. Bucky ran up to you and caught you by your wrist. He forcefully turned you to face him. You sternly glared at him. "Let me go."

"Y/N, I'm sorry that—"

"You really hurt my feelings Buck," You confessed, delaying his apology. "I look up to you, and hearing someone you look up to you say those things about you can be real heartbreaking."

"I'm sorry Y/N, I don't know what I was thinking," Bucky admitted, shaking his head in disappointment. "But after seeing you kick those men's asses, I can see that you don't even need me."

"I do need you though Bucky," You muttered, lowering your gaze from his. "I had to learn those moves from someone."

You suddenly felt two arms wrap firmly around you. You closed your eyes as you clasped your arms around Bucky, hugging him tightly.

"I'm sorry Y/N, I really am."

"So am I Bucky," You agreed, never wanting to leave his hug. "I'm sorry I ran away. I'm sorry I stranded us in the middle of nowhere."

"Just please never run away again Y/N," Bucky pleaded, pulling from the hug but keeping his hands on your shoulders. "I love you kid."

You smiled. "Love you too Buck."

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