Summary: You get a phone call in the middle of the night. Word Count: 1,545 Warnings: Angst and language Author’s Note: This is an AU that I have no idea where the idea came from. GIF Credit [X]
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The phone was ringing. Again? Still? It was punching through the veil of unconsciousness, yanking you from your dream. You sat up with a gasp and blindly reached for the slim phone on your night stand.
“‘Ello?” you murmured, your voice heavy with sleep.
“Shit, I woke you.” It was Bucky, and he sounded as if he had gargled with shards of glass before placing the call.
You cleared your throat and wiped the sleep from your eyes, taking in the dull red numbers of your clock. “It’s okay, Buck.”
“No, it’s not. I… I’m sorry.” He let out a bone-shuddering sigh, one that made your chest tighten.
“What’s going on, are you okay?”
There was another sigh before he answered. “Yeah, no. I don’t know. I mean… I’m fine, Y/N.”
“It’s been a while since I heard from you,” you noted softly. “Are you sure you’re okay?”
Bucky sniffled loudly, the kind where you knew he’d been crying. “Right as rain, doll.”
“You know you can talk to me, Buck.”
“I know.”
You hated how utterly broken he sounded. “So, talk to me.”
“I ummm, I don’t… I didn’t mean to call you so late,” he stammered.
Your throat went tight and tears stung your eyes. “It’s okay, baby. Talk to me. Tell me what’s going on.”
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