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I-3 S.R

Steve Rogers
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summary:  Steve and you stayed up because you both couldn't sleep. He's worried about Bucky and you're worried about him. You both stay up comforting each other.
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warnings/tags: fluffy, cute, cuddling etc.
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word count: 417

He furrowed his eyebrows while small frustrated murmurs escaped his lips. Steve's chest speeding up with every breath he took.

I wanted to take away his fears and nightmares. All of his worry and his pain.

He woke up suddenly, his crystal blue eyes dilating when he saw me.

"Hey, you're alright?" I whispered, leaning in, brushing his jaw with my hand.

He calmed down and softly smiled back at me. 

"Just a nightmare."

"Just, just? You've been having nightmares for the past 2 weeks. Tell me what's wrong."

Steve looked at me and blinked his eyes slowly. I like to think he was admiring me because the next thing he does is smile.

"Bucky. I'm worried about Bucky."

"He's gone through so much, Y/n, and I'm his best friend but I'm not enough to make him happy you know, he needs someone like what you are to me."

"And what am I to you?" I tease as he lowers his eyebrows and smirks softly.

"You know exactly what you are to me, Y/n." He slides his hand around my waist and caresses the exposed skin with his finger.

Before I speak up I finally myself lost in his eyes, they were sincere and deep. I sigh before hiding my face in the crook of his neck.

Inhaling softly his scent always drove me crazy.

"I want him to experience love, Y/n."

My eyes opened listening closely to what he was going to say next.

"He's never been in love, and I'm afraid that now he won't ever find it."

"He needs to heal, Steve."

"I mean you said it yourself, he's been through so much, a person can't love another person when they don't love themselves." My muffled voice erupted from the crook of his neck.

"And Bucky doesn't even know who he is. He needs time."

He sighs at my response, not taking much worry away.

"If someday, you can't take care of him, I'm here. He'll be okay, Steve."

"God, I'm so in love with you."

He presses our bodies closer together, his lips softly mumbling as we talked for a little while.

The warmth of his body made it easier to fall asleep.

I changed my position, my face facing the wall next to the bed, as Steve complained.

He hugged me from behind, and placed his face in the side of my neck, his warm breaths causing me goosebumps.

"I love you, Y/n."

"I love you too, Steve."