She wouldn't have thought it was possible for her heart to keep breaking, not after everything that's happened, but like he so often does, he proves her wrong again.
She presses his hand harder to her skin, shaking her head. "That wasn't you," she says, and it almost sounds like a warning. "I'm not afraid of you. I will never be afraid of you. You would never hurt me. And you won't hurt me, because you make your own choices now, Bucky."
She's not like Shuri; she doesn't know the best way to walk him back from this edge he's found himself on, so she acts on instinct instead, letting go of his hand so she can push herself closer and put her hands on his jaw, lean forward to rest her forehead against his. "I don't want you to fight," she says, simply.
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She presses his hand harder to her skin, shaking her head. "That wasn't you," she says, and it almost sounds like a warning. "I'm not afraid of you. I will never be afraid of you. You would never hurt me. And you won't hurt me, because you make your own choices now, Bucky."
She's not like Shuri; she doesn't know the best way to walk him back from this edge he's found himself on, so she acts on instinct instead, letting go of his hand so she can push herself closer and put her hands on his jaw, lean forward to rest her forehead against his. "I don't want you to fight," she says, simply.
It always ends in a fight.
"That's not why I'm here."