Avengers Fanfiction Bucky Protective Of Peter 소설 & 이야기

"You know... I feel like staying here so... I hope our friendship grows as time goes on. You're so easy to talk to... like one of the guys." Peter's expression stiffens and he watches me closely. "..." Why does he look like he's been punched in the stomach? He takes his hand away and starts to mutter to himself. I try to listen in but all I catch is "His wolf must be protecting him from..." which confused me. Victor's protecting me from something? Before I can ask, Peter shakes his hand. "Let's get you back to the pack." He turns away and starts to walk. I hesitate but start to hurry after him. Why does he have to walk so fast?

He was clearly the boomerang that would strike out the enemies. Then, there was Peter. The awesome and ultimate browser. He seemed to be having the blame tendencies with how he was trying to make it his fault that something had happened to anyone especially the person that had been taken. I could tell that he was going to make one heck of a protector too. Then, there was Jacob. As calculated as ever. He was the one who saw it all and perfected it all in his head. He had his eyes on his goal and would do everything within his power to shield his family.

“That’s just who Edwin is. He’s always been the protector, the shield, even when we were kids. He couldn’t stand to see any of us hurt, especially me or Eliza.” Tears welled up in my eyes, spilling over before I could stop them. My shield… Peter crossed the room in long strides, pulling me into a tight hug. I buried my face in his chest, too overwhelmed to even feel angry anymore.

] I scrolled through the messages, a strange warmth spreading through my chest that I didn't want to acknowledge. ‘He sounds like a nervous pup trying to please his first mate,’ I thought, a small, involuntary smile tugging at my lips. I knew the reality. I wasn't Peter’s mate, not in the true sense. We were two predators in a boardroom, using each other to secure the Cheshire Pack Lands and the Stone legacy. He was providing me protection, and I was providing him the leverage he needed against his brother, Victor. But Peter had been kind. He had been steady. And after the betrayal of Ethan’s 'love,' the idea of falling for another man—especially a High Alpha—felt like stepping into a trap I

“Let’s just think of him as someone I can trust you with when I'm not around, someone I would call in case of an emergency. Does that make more sense?” Still sounds like a bodyguard to me, at most a guardian or protector of the defenseless. Anyways, I have no choice but to raise my white flag here. I understand what Peter feels. I know he is doing this from a place of love, he wants to be sure that I'm in safe hands. Yet, I couldn’t shake the feeling that Eren might not be the safest pair of hands. "Okay," I whispered, my voice hardly a murmur. "Good girl." He ruffles my hair, making it messy.

Damond his other friend said. “Fuck!” Peter cursed. That prick doesn’t even know how to protect his sister, and he expects him to give them his blessing? “I’m gonna kill that son of a bitch!”

Jackson says now also growing angry that Peter wouldn’t let go of my arm, he walks to stand in front of me attempting to block Peters view. “She isn’t your girlfriend! She is my best friend which vanished off the face of the earth! Now I don’t know who you think you are, but you’re not taking her away from me now.” Peter says getting into Jackson’s face even more, woah I’ve never seen Peter act like this before! “I’m giving you three seconds to let go of her arm.” Jackson says in a calmer manner than Peter, but when he doesn’t go to release my arm, Jackson lifts up his arm and uppercuts Peter.

If I hadn’t pushed her away, she would have come to me. I hope she is safe. What if she’s not? God, please protect her. I can’t bear it if something were to happen to her. I grip my glass tighter, my knuckles whitening. “Who’s side are you on?” I mentally roll my eyes. “Peter, I’m on the side of what’s right. I just want you to reconsider your stand on this.” Peter falls silent, his anger deflating just a little. He takes a deep breath, staring into the pool as if the answers might be floating there.

Ugh! "She doesn't need your protection!" I speak loudly. "And other than that, I will be there to protect her!" I grit my teeth. Peter senses my anger as he blinks his eyes and his smile drops. "Uh...that will be great. We both can protect her. " He starts beaming again, making me have the intense urge to slam my head on the wall. What is this guy? Seriously? "Look." I clear my throat. "You don't understand what I mean. My point is—"

“If someone threatened you, tell me.” Peter remained silent, his shoulders tightening. “I can protect you,” Damon continued, his expression hardening. “But if you keep lying to me, I cannot guarantee what happens when the person who sent you realizes you have been caught.” Peter’s face tightened with panic, and I noticed his fingers beginning to tremble. Across the room, Lyra shifted uneasily, she had been standing beside Vivianne since the beginning of the confrontation, but now her fingers were twisting together nervously. Vivianne noticed and placed a reassuring hand over her daughter’s arm. The gesture was small, almost maternal, yet something about it made my suspicion deepen.