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Bucky was nervous. he was even shaking, his hand was cold and sweaty and he couldn't stop walking around their apartment.
He and Sam moved together a few months ago, they always have little fights because Bucky is a walking mess and throws his socks everywhere while Sam is absolutely obsessed with cleaning but they get along anyways.
The soldier was now sitting on a blue couch placed in the living room, his right leg bouncing against his will, he was scared and god knows why, Sam is always so supportive and compressive, he's the best boyfriend ever but here he was, terrified of his boyfriend's reaction.
The quiet noise of keys made his anxiety go even harder than before. Sam was here. fuck, oh god sam was here.
The younger one came into their home smiling as he was finally with his boyfriend after a long day of work fixing some stuff about the suit and redwing, he went straight into the couch to kiss Bucky on the lips, still smiling somehow but he worried when he noticed Bucky was a little off.
"Baby, is there something wrong?" He asked.
"I don't think it's... wrong." Bucky wasn't even sure about that. "But i have something to tell you."
"Are you gonna break up with me?" Sam joked.
"No!" Bucky responded, terrified about the thought of breaking up with the love of his life.
"Baby, i know, i was just joking." He smiled softly. "Are you going to tell me what's happening?"
"I... this is something new i guess, the feeling was always there but i don't know, im... scared?" He paused. "I was never comfortable about this stuff, i wanted to cry everytime people called me like that, i don't like it, Sam."
"Is this about the winter soldier? Im starting to worry, honey"
"No, no. it's not about that, it's something else."
"Can you tell me? please, Buck." Sam was expecting something really bad since his boyfriend was almost crying at this point.
"Can you promise you're gonna love me anyways?" He was crying.
Sam grabbed the soldier's face with both his hands, wiping away the clear tears with his thumbs. "Baby, i will love you forever, no matter what. i promise."
"I don't think im a man, Sam." He started crying even harder, scared of his boyfriend's reaction. Does sam think he's dating a freak?
"Honey, can you elaborate a little more?" Sam asked, he still has Bucky's face on his hands, wiping his tears away as they fall down.
"I don't like it when people call me a boy, a man, it feels wrong, im ok with my body but i just want to change the way people perceive me, it makes me uncomfortable. i thought i was crazy, like i was sick or something, but i looked it up on the internet, just like you taught me." A little smile came into his face while he was still crying, and sam smiled too after that. "There is this thing... it's called being nonbinary, i can explain it later..."
"I know what it means, sweetheart, keep going."
"I think im that." He said.
"Nonbinary?" Sam asked.
"Yes, i think im nonbinary" Bucky finally said. "I'm... i'm not 100% sure yet but i wanted to tell you because you're my boyfriend and i always tell you everything and..."
"Buck" Sam interrupted him. "Baby, it's okay, i understand it."
"Do you think im a freak now?" He was sobbing.
"What? No, don't say that, please." Sam was horrified. "You're the best person i have ever known, you're the love of my life and you're as valid as anyone on this planet and the others." Bucky started crying even harder. "I love you and always will, you're not a freak, Buck, you're perfect to me, no matter what."
Bucky's face was wet and blushed, he felt true happiness and love, he felt loved because Sam makes him feel that way, he always does.
Sam kissed him on the lips, soft and calmly, both eyes closed, and hugged him right after, comforting his boyfriend and promising that he will help and love him forever.
That day Bucky felt loved and truly valid for the first time in his life.