After having worked for SHIELD for a short while, you realised the issues that organisations like that held and ended up branching off, partially still working for Director Fury, not as an agent, and setting up a safe haven for agents and the like that needed to be off the grid as so many had to. You had moved the safe house several times but since setting up this current base, you were waiting for the first guest to arrive so that you could protect them from whatever they were running from. Through Fury you had gotten to know Steve Rogers, and as one of the few people he could trust, he called you for help after the hell that the Sokovia Accords had caused for him and others alike. At first you thought you'd be sheltering him, but he found it more important to find somewhere for his lifelong best friend Bucky to hide.

In the middle of the night, you received the message that he had arrived, and you welcomed into your home. You had never met Bucky but through your years of knowing Steve, you knew more about him than you should for a stranger. Even though he was a tall, muscular man, he tried to make himself smaller, skittishly looking around at the place that would now be his home like a scared cat, thrown to a pit of dogs.

"I'm Y/N," you smiled softly. "I understand this is a strange and scary time, but you're safe here."

You knew that your words didn't do anything to reassure him as his expression didn't change at all, but you knew to do your best to bring him comfort and not let it up until he knew that this home would provide him with a safe environment.

"I won't rush you, but I will give you a tour when you're ready and show you where your room will be. I can only assume you don't have everything you need or want so please let me know what I can get to make you feel welcome and I'll pick it up for you. This is your home for now, so help yourself to anything in the kitchen and you're welcome to ask me for anything if you don't know where it is," you explained. "Steve has already told me a lot about you, but I guess I've not come up in conversation much or at all, so I'll do my best to let you know everything about me but ask me whatever you want, we're going to be living together for a while, so we might as well get along."

Bucky didn't settle at all but for once looked you in the eye.

"What would you like me to do? I don't want to just get in the way," he said. "I can't work to pay for my room, so how can I pay for all you are offering me?"

"Don't you worry about anything. I've got you now. You're safe," you smiled. "Treat this like a not luxurious holiday. I don't expect anything of you, if you want to help with chores or cooking then you can and we'll get to that but for now, all I want is for you to relax and try to feel happy here. I know that is a lot to ask, but this is a safe space for you."

He nodded his head, trying to outwardly agree with you although you had experienced enough people coming into your homes that he wouldn't see this as a positive place for a while.

"Now, make yourself at home, and I'll pop the kettle on and we can have a chat or watch some tv."

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