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~Still sitting in a corner I haunt,
Bucky was still getting used to the new world, he was still getting used to...normalcy. It was weird he spent over sixty years living between missions and trying to hold on to any memories he could. At least he had Steve, Steve the only constant in his miserable life. Bucky still felt like Steve was his only friend everyone else acted like he would snap and hurt them at any moment, they still saw him as a monster. Steve knew Bucky wasn't a monster, in his eyes he's still the man from the forties who would always drag him to some dance or little party. it was at one of those parties that there was a shift in their relationship. They were standing on a roof drinking something strong, something that tasted like I-think-I-wanna-kiss-my-best-friend. it was purely platonic obviously. but that was before the war, before captain America...before the train.
-Modern Day-
after being pardoned for his crimes Bucky moved in with Steve. Bucky slept on the couch it was his choice he's scared of hurting Steve, He hasnt shared a bed with someone in a long long time.
"Buck?" Steve called into the apartment carrying a bag.
"Yeah..?"
"I have a gift for you.." Steve says setting the bag down on the kaffe table.
Bucky walks over to the bag and peers inside, he reaches in his flesh hand running over the fleece fabric of a blue blanket covered in little captain America shield's.
"oh..wow" Says Bucky
"oh wait do you not like it? I can take it back I-"
"no" Bucky wraps the blanket around himself, "im keeping it..."
Steve watches bucky wrap the blanket around himself and sink down into the ratty sofa.
"im glad.." steve sighed sitting down next to him causing bucky to flinch a little.
"sorry... c can i touch you?" Steves hand hovers over buckys.
Buckys eyes meet Steves, He looks so broken... so vulnerable.. and right when steve thinks hes gonna get rejected he feels cold metal wrap around his hand.
"you hair looks so soft..." Says steve bringing his other hand up to touch buckys hair.
"i wanna cut it." Bucky mutters "reminds me of...my past ya know."
oh great way to kill the momment...
"I like it..." says Steve "It suits ya"
"im still gonna cut it" bucky grumbles
steve puts up his hands in mock surrender, "sorry sorry, your right its your hair"
"you cant keep acting like you understand" Bucky sighs and pulls his hand away averting Steves gaze.
"what..."
"I said you dont understand!" Bucky snapped "when you came out of the ice nothing changed! you were hero you were still captain america, and me? To the world I was dead, And you were apart of that world."
"Buck wait-"
"save it. im going to bed."
end of chapter one.