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Bucky uttered a small curse as he hobbled on his foot ignoring the flash of pain he felt shoot up his leg. For a moment he was tempted to give up his quest to find his room through the darkness that was Stark Tower, or at least to try to find a source of light.
Bucky never liked the idea of being alone even after Steve had found him and dragged him back to Stark Tower threatening to follow him to the ends of the earth and back if he didn’t go with him. He knew that Steve wasn’t bluffing and a part of himself didn’t want to be alone any longer.
But it still felt strange...not being forced to follow orders having the ability to choose whether or not he wanted to go along with a certain mission.
And the moment he met Tony Stark after Bruce had threatened to convince Jarvis to lock the lab for weeks if he didn’t get something to eat. He knew the genius shared the same distaste for loneliness.
Sure he smiled and made jokes but the moment he patted his metallic shoulder Bucky could the darkness and fear in his eyes that he was unable to hide. The small jitteriness that followed as he studied and asked questions about his arm they shared the same fear...so he wasn’t surprised when Tony would wander to him in the middle of the night.
Wasn’t surprised when he felt another's bare body press against his own instead he wrapped his arm around Tony and held him close, cuddling with him when the male didn’t protest.
And for once he didn’t dream.