Batman - All Media Types+2
by 3NamedIdiot
He heard it before he saw it—a wet cough, desperate breathing, the metallic tang of blood in the air. Bucky turned the corner of a back alley in the Narrows and saw him.A kid.No, not quite a kid—seventeen, maybe eighteen. Black hair matted to his forehead, one hand gripping his throat, the other trembling as it tried to apply pressure to a vicious wound slicing across his neck. Blood soaked his jacket, pooling beneath him.Bucky dropped to a knee beside him without hesitation.“Hey, hey—easy,” he said, his voice low, calm despite the adrenaline kicking in. “You’re not gonna die here. Not tonight.”
Teen 35k words 55 ch Complete 661 kudos
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