We're just falling apart (Steve x Tony)

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Steve's POV

Okay, I admit I shouldn't have left Tony. But he was getting a bit too much for me to handle. Just needed a week off. 

I made my way around my parents house. They are keeping their distance but I can just tell that they want to bombard me with questions and then shower me in love. I don't want to be showered in love while I'm here. I'm here for a break from love.

"Are you seeing Bucky while you're here?" I got asked. I thought Bucky had moved away after highschool. Aparently not. 

"Yeah. I guess." I didn't really have a plan for this. I smiled at my parents and left. Will I be seeing Bucky? That is a good question.

I made a phone call to him. He was definately in town.  I have been in this place for 3 days now. I guess I'll see him tomorrow and then head back the day after. It's been a good break. I haven't checked up on Tony though. He's a grown man. He can look after himself. Though saying that... Maybe he can't.

Tomorrow came around quickly and I arrived at the diner down the road 5 minutes early. 

"Same old Steve" Bucky said, "always early." 

"The early bird catches the worm" Bucky hugged me. It had been a while but seeing him was like we'd been hanging out this whole time. 

We went into the diner and sat down. We were laughing. Then I noticed a waitress who looked strangely familiar.

"Natasha" I said. Bucky perked up.

"Where?" She came over.

"Hey boys. Can I get you anything?" She asked.  It was like we'd all been together this whole time. 

Natasha gave us her phone number and told us to stay in touch. I know I definately will. Bucky took my hand. I blushed at this. No one had treated me like this in a while. Tony wasn't well enough to treat me nicely.

"You are very stressed" Bucky said to me. I nodded. "You need some time to relax. Come back to mine, we can watch tv and relax together." It was a tempting offer. It really was. But I don't know what Bucky wants to do with me. He used to like me. 

"After we've eaten, maybe." I said and looked at Natasha "I'll have a plate of fries and a coke, please." She wrote it down.

"Ill have the soup and a milkshake" Bucky told her. She smiled and walked away to put the order in. The food came quickly. This diner was very functionable. The staff must work their buts off. 

I ate the fries and when we paid, I left a rather large tip for the workers to share between them. 

"To my place" Bucky said with a smile and took my hand. His hand was gently and soft. I felt safe in his hands.