JUST ANOTHER DAY | private, bucky

[buckingham barnes]

The last thing Bucky wanted right now was company. He wanted to be completely alone, hide under the covers of his bed and hold onto his teddy bear. As after realizing he relapsed into the Winter Soldier, how would he not isolate himself from others? If Bucky was thinking straight, he'd know isolation wasn't the way to handle this. But he couldn't help it but feel like a ticking time bomb- like the Asset could take over any moment. He'd just need the little push to shove him over the edge- he can't risk it! Only Marina has faced the Asset, and he already feels like he's a danger to the rest! The male was curled up on his mattress, holding onto a soft, comforting teddy bear. Not expecting any visitors, half of the male's face was covered by the stuffed animal, eyes tightly closed.

And then, his ears instantly pricked up at his door opening. It only took him a few milliseconds for the former assassin to get up, shove his teddy bear under his pillow, and eye his 'intruder'. He didn't even get to shake his fur back to normal, the right side of his face sporting a bed head look. He blinked a few times as Bex approached him, that 'intruder' quickly turning into 'someone not minding their own business'. Bex certainly seemed to have something on her mind as she rushed over, she seemed more concerned about her leaves than Bucky's unstable head. It was almost like she didn't care about her safety- what if she startled him into the Soldier? Any concerns she held regarding the 'poison ivy' would have faded away with her life.

For a moment, Bucky looked over at Bex, at a loss of words. How the hell was he suppose to know if the plant she's holding is poisonous or not? And if it potentially was, then why would she grab it again? And bring it into his damn boathouse? Bucky was no medic. The last time he tried to be a medic, he accidentally killed his parents. He'll never trust himself with herbs again, especially if it involves someone's life. "How the hell am I suppose to know?" He snapped at her, ears flattening to his skull. "Go ask someone else with medical knowledge! And keep that away from me," The former assassin meowed, as he attempted to shove Bex away with his metal paw, not taking any chances.