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    This is a war story.

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    16 Feb 2025

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    Steve clears his throat a few times. "Look, uh, Bucky. I want to apologize for my crass behaviour earlier this week. It was... It was rude of me to put you in such a compromising position at your place of employment, and I understand if you do not wish to interact with me any further -"

    "Captain Rogers," Bucky interrupts. He's fully grinning now, unable to stop himself. "It's fine, I promise. Everyone says weird stuff under morphine, it's pretty much a law of the universe. Believe me, I didn't find it rude at all."

    Steve swallows, averting his eyes as Bucky sets his dinner tray on the table beside the bed. "I just... I didn't want to make you uncomfortable."

    Bucky laughs quietly. "Don't worry Captain, you didn't make me uncomfortable. It was sweet."

    He doesn't know why he adds that last bit, but it makes Steve's cheeks bloom red again. "Call me Steve. Please."

    Steve looks up at him through long, thick eyelashes, and god, Bucky is in danger with this one.

    "Steve," Bucky repeats softly. "Don't worry. You were sweet."

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    Bucky never expected to have a patient like Steve Rogers.

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    09 Feb 2025

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    Bucky is eighteen, not stupid, so he shakes his head.

    “No thanks, fella,” he says.

    “I didn’t know you smoked,” the man says.

    It’s such a funny thing to say that Bucky pauses, frowning. In between his fingers is the thin white cylinder, its ends neatly trimmed.

    “You don’t know me,” he says.

    “Maybe,” the man says. His voice is deep in a way that Bucky can’t catch, but can swallow. It rattles into him, a tenor so low it makes his jaw ache, warms him in the chilled night air. “I thought I did, once.”

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    (Every five years, Bucky meets the same tall, blond stranger.)

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    23 Dec 2024

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    Steve lives in a brownstone in Brooklyn, does his best to talk to his therapist, and is quietly in love with his two best friends.

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    The collar is a little on the heavy side, and incredibly soft against Bucky's skin. Even softer than he thought it would be. It seems to fit snugly, and for a second he feels like he can't breathe. Then, Steve slides two fingers under the collar and runs them along the inside, almost all the way around. Bucky shivers. Goose bumps spread down his back, his arms.

    "How does it feel?" Steve murmurs, hooking his fingers into the ring and giving a gentle tug on it.

    Bucky swallows. Nods.

    (In which billionaire businessman Steve shows up and turns Bucky's life into an improbable fantasy.)

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