Pairing: Bucky x Reader
Word Count: 2.1k
Warnings: Some language
Summary: Bucky comes home sore from a morning of training. You help him out.
A/N: I’ve finally broken through my worst case of writer’s block to date and written this. Honestly, I just wrote this because I need a massage. And a Bucky. The summary is… not good. There’s basically no plot here, so I really didn’t know what else to say. This a little rough around the edges, maybe a little messy, a little different than what I usually write, but I hope you enjoy it regardless.
(And a quick thanks to my lovely friend, @marvelous-avengers for being absolutely amazing this past week. I love you with all my heart, and this one is for you.)
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Bucky had greatly overestimated the super soldier serum.
When Steve found him in that POW camp, tall and muscular, he assumed it was the stuff of fairy tales. Some magical potion that granted his friend the power to lift buildings and be nearly unfazed if said building fell on him.
He wasn’t wrong about it being powerful, about it making people stronger. Healthier. It did the trick on Steve, certainly. But he was sure that it did more. That it made the people who got it strong beyond belief.
Now that he has it – and can still feel the growing ache in his back as he lies on the training room floor – he realizes he was very, very wrong.
“Had enough yet, pal?”
Strawberry
Published
Toad's Cave 