Blurb:

"No, non, no Bucky stay with me." I said backing up into a corner his eyes a dark blue as I shook in fear.

"Who the hell is Bucky?" He smirked as I began to shake with fear of my own lover.

"Y-You're James Buchanan Barnes, of the 107th. You look like a twenty eight year old but in reality you're ninety five. You came from a small town in Brooklyn. Bucky please you're human." I begged.

-bringing this fanfic back but a little different-