monstertrash | And I found love where it wasn't supposed to be

WHO: Bucky and Tony
WHEN: lmfao who knows
WHAT: Soul Bond AU Tony gets captured. Flowers happen.

He was careless. That's what it all boiled down to. He was angry, frustrated, off his guard and for whatever stupid reason he decided to walk through the city. But that was his first mistake. He should have been more careful. He shouldn't have been up in his head, thinking about the soul bond. He shouldn't have been so angry at the soldier.

It was another stupid fight. A fight about whether or not they should tell anybody about their relationship. A fight where Tony wouldn't admit that he cared about his bond. A fight where Tony threatened to remove the damn name from his arm. It had him spitting out words like venom in an attempt to hurt Barnes. It had Barnes raising his voice and Tony couldn't take anymore. He left with a final 'Fuck off.' That anger had consumed him. It had distracted him.

And that's how he had ended up here. He was ambushed from behind. Without his suit, he was knocked out, and taken hostage. He didn't know where he was, but he was tied up to a table. His arms limbs were strapped down and his arms were in pain. A lot of pain, actually. Like someone had cut them. Why? Who would....?

He tried to blink the blurriness from his vision and only got a clear view of an overhead light that was blinding. There was so much light. Too much. He closed his eyes and tried moving again. Still couldn't move. He tried calling out to JARVIS, to Bucky, anyone and all he got was silence.

Where the hell was he?

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The Soldier knew that Tony was lying and that they both would need more than a little patching up in order the make it through their day. He understood that Tony had to put on a brave face to off-set the need to take care of his bond over himself like he wanted to. His injuries were no doubt more serious, but he also had a healing factor which would allow him to endure far better than Tony. Pain was a factor that he had been trained to endure, to fight through, to finish the mission for, and right now, that mission happened to be relieving Tony's distress and pain.

The hand holding was nice, not something that either of them indulged in much. It dulled the ache of his wounds, provided him with a distraction that he could half-close his eyes to enjoying. The bond thrummed stronger than ever in his body, particularly along his shoulder where Tony's name was a constant reminder of his bonding status. The ebb and flow of warmth through his body because of them bond left him pliable, so he went with Tony out of the elevator, his fingers gently squeezing now and then.

"I don't need pain medication," he murmured as he released Tony's hand in order to go and sit on the table, finally accepting that his bond might be happiest fixing him up first. "I can endure. I always have for other treatments. Maybe you should take some pain medication; it is obvious that you're in pain."

"I'll survive," he mumbled. "Start taking off your clothes." Tony moved to start rummaging through drawers in the med bay. How the hell did Bruce organize all this? Ah well, he'd find what was necessary eventually. Some gauze (there was definitely going to be blood), some pain killers, and some tools. Who knew if the medicine would work on Bucky considering his metabolism, but hey, the stuff HYDRA used had worked. Maybe this would at least ease the pain.

"J, find the bullets in Old Man Winter, here." JARVIS Agreed and pointed out that two bullets were lodged in Barnes' arm and thigh. Thankfully, neither hit anything vital. JARVIS also mentioned that Sir should definitely take some time to rest and see to his own wounds, but Tony rolled his eyes and called his AI a damn traitor.

When all this was over, he was going to reprogram the bastard.

He filled the syringe with an anesthetic. Maybe it wasn't technically certified, but it was made for people like Bucky and even Steve. It wasn't really that different from a regular pain killer, it was just a little stronger. Tony honestly had no idea how it was going to affect the soldier (considering they hadn't necessarily had a chance to use it). Hell, it might not even help much, considering his metabolism burned through everything so quickly. But hey, it was the thought that counted, right? Right.

"Hopefully this helps," he moved to wipe the skin on Bucky's arm clean and insert the syringe.

The Soldier hesitated for a moment before he gave in and began to carefully strip out of his clothing, most of which was ruined with holes, dirt and blood stains. He wasn't certain that anything but his boots happened to be salvageable, so he balled the material up and sat in the nude on the table as Tony picked through the medical supplies looking for all the equipment necessary to remove bullets from his flesh.

He looked at the entry wounds, and they were puffy and reddened, looking sore and swollen even if they no longer oozed blood. That was dried on his skin and the hole was closing as quickly as his body could repair it. They were open enough that where he had been shot was obvious.

He eyed the syringe that Tony brought towards him, certain that was more dosage than was strictly necessary for him. He could do without, and that dose seemed to be a gross estimation. "Some of that is for you, right?"

And apparently not given that it went in his arm muscle, and outside of a twitch and a huff of breath, he was forced to endure. He watched his bond and reached out with his metal hand to slip his fingers up the underside of Tony's shirt to stroke warm skin. "I appreciate you doing this, I hope you realize. Not many people I would allow to shoot me up with drugs, but I know it's safe with you."

Maybe Tony didn't need to use enough of the medication as he did. But hey, Bucky was just going to burn through it anyways. He pulled the needle out and wiped at it with an alcohol swab.

"There's not many people you let near you." Tony glanced up to his bond as he leaned into the touch at his side. He then leaned forward and pressed his lips to Bucky's in a chase kiss. This was a big deal. In some way, it was a big deal for both of them. Tony probably wouldn't have done this for anybody else. He would have never brushed his pain aside and put someone else like this first. But here he was, injecting his bond with pain killers and getting ready to dig out some bullets.

The kind of things one did when they loved someone.

Not that Tony was in love. The soulbond was just biology.
Yeah.

"But I'll make sure to take care of you."

And in order to do that, he was going to need to take a couple of bullets out of his bond. Fun.

He had a moment of looking affronted by the accusation, but then again, it was true. Of course, most of his previous associations were dead and the few he had now were those he felt the need to protect from himself more than anyone else. Tony was one of the few that he stayed so physically close to on a regular basis, and he found himself still more hidden than out in the open when they were together. They would need to...

Oh. There were the drugs hitting him. His body seemed to relax into a slump without his express permission and his mind went soft and fuzzy, like it was filled with cotton. He hummed a low sound in his throat, his eyes half closing as he swayed where he sat and considered simply collapsing to the floor. It wouldn't hurt after all... he couldn't feel any pain!

He lifted his arms and slung them across Tony's shoulders, pulling his bond sluggishly towards him. Like they might just cuddle right here and now. And why not? He was feeling like he wanted a warm body next to him keeping him safe.

"I know," he mumbled, his voice soft and hushed. "I'll always take care of you too... 'cause I love you. You're the... uh... mostest handsome man, and I love you so much. Just wanna be close all the time...."

And I found love where it wasn't supposed to be

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