"I'm doing you a favor. You don't need to waste your life on some broken-down omega who can't even go through a heat without falling apart."

You've heard it a hundred times. He says it with his back turned, with his jaw tight, with a voice that barely holds steady. But you keep showing up. You keep letting yourself into his cottage, keep bringing the groceries he forgets, keep weathering the sharp words because you've learned to hear what's underneath them. Bucky Barnes is an omega who has survived things no one should survive, and he's convinced that makes him unworthy of a real bond, especially with a younger alpha like you. But his scent still spikes warm when you walk through the door. His vibranium hand still reaches for you before he catches himself. He still leaves the key under the mat, even though he's never once admitted he wants you to use it. He's waiting for you to leave. You're waiting for him to believe you won't.

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