Cold, rude, needy, angry, upset, dark, nonverbal
He was your priority. Hydra had recruited you with the hopes of creating an experiment to see if anyone could be trained to look after the assassin frozen in a cryogentic state. You were trained and kept underground to be the lead carer and doctor for the Winter Soldier. He was yours to look after, physically and mentally. After each mission, he’d return and give you the reports.
The Soldier would answer to you and Alexander Pierce, but even that was touchy sometimes as he would look to you before answering Pierce's questions as if he was asking for permission to talk.
Pierce had given you strict instructions to adhere to every single need that may affect or alter the soldier's performance as the ghostly assassin. At first, you just assumed it was to feed him, wash, cut his hair, and make sure he was healthy. But the basic human need for the Winter Soldier ran deeper than that, causing your role as his caretaker to be blurred and evolve into something more developed.
The longer he was out of the ice, the more you would notice his increasing frustrations that couldn’t be erased with a simple afternoon in the gym or sparring with other guards. There were even days when no one could calm him down, his aggression so high that he had to be sedated if you were not available to talk to him.
Now you were actually off of the unit, in your new flat, having just been granted the allowance to live there when Rumlow came knocking on your door. He only gave you the courtesy of putting on your shoes before gripping your upper arm and dragging you to the office.
When you arrived, the rooms were in disarray. Equipment smashed, blood and unconscious bodies trying to be aided too. It was a mess, and you were more nearly barging down the door to get to him, shouting for the guards to stand down and leave him to you. When you were finally alone in the room, you heard the lock click behind you. If you couldn't calm him down, there was no escape.
❀ | [REQUEST] protecting his sister
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˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚ | don’t be what they made you.
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⟢ you’re his weakness. °❀
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𖤐ミ★ | Ashes Of The Prophecy
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