The one forgiven sin 《Sambucky》

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Life for Bucky Barnes finally was great. Scratch that, it was better than great! He had a house, an amazing boyfriend, a family! Wow!

He gained things he never even let himself dream he would have a few years back. But here he was. Lying on said sleeping boyfriend's chest, drawing doodles with his metal finger slowly against his dark skin. Bucky trusted himself with Sam. He trusted Sam to treat him good.

A grin slipped onto his lips, and his face basically hurt from smiling so fucking much, it wasn't even funny anymore.

But, today, he'd let himself smile. Today, today was date night.

He slowly snuggled out of bed, careful to not wake his precious boyfriend, and sneaked off into the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Perfectly cooked scrambled eggs, with even more perfectly done bacon mixed with black, no milk and no sugar, coffee, and he was done doing his sweethearts favourite meal. He'd love it.

"I do love me this breakfast, but I would have loved to wake up cuddling with the love of my life more." Came a voice behind Bucky, and before he could register it as his boo's voice, he had already planted a perfectly sharpened knife right below Sam's right ear in their wall.

"Oh, my god, Sam! Don't fucking sneak up on me, damn it!" Bucky cried, rushing forward and trying to rip the knife out of the wall.

Meanwhile, his boyfriend calmly walked up to the table and prepared Bucky's coffee, no sugar but a helluva lot milk.

"Y'know, for the fact that the notorious Winter Soldier literally just threw a knife at your head, you're sure hella comfortable."

"Please, sugar, if you would want me dead, I'd already be, no?"

Bucky just shrugged as an answer, steadily walking towards his shorter boyfriend and looped him closer by the arm around his waist for a sweet, chaste kiss.

"Happy one month, doll."

"Happy anniversary, sugar." Sam whispered back, and their lips met again, just this time Sam deepened it, crowding Bucky's body against the perfectly cleaned kitchen countertop.

"Not what I expected when I wanted to visit my two best friends I believed were just rOOmmAtEs." Came another voice, and Bucky already grabbed for another knife, when Sam's hand stopped him.

"Steve, my man!" Sam cheered, and Bucky paled as he locked eyes with his childhood friend. Steve's brows were furrowed, and he looked... distraught.

Bucky swallowed.

He had already seen such expressions. Back then, in the forties, people would look at Charles that way. Not entirely disgusted, but not accepting it as well.

He didn't like those eyes aimed at Sam.

"Steve!" He plastered on a fake smile and slowly slipped past Sam. A metal hand firmly but gently claimed hold on Steve's way too thin shoulder as he led the older man outside onto their porch.

It was silent, awkwardly silent so as both supersoldier tried to form words on their own, yet both seemed tongue tied.

"What the hell?" Steve unintelligently blurted out and Bucky glared at him.

"You and Sam? In a... relationship? How- I mean, when.? Why didn't I know you were a fa- I mean, queer?" Steve corrected himself and Bucky couldn't help the snort that escaped him.

"Because I could have gotten killed by those thoughts? Remember Charlie?" Bucky asked, having trouble holding the tears at bay.

"Charlie...? Oh, the queer guy that was killed in the streets? Well, no wonder you reacted weirdly..." Steve mumbled, and something snapped in Bucky.

"Reacted weirdly? This guy was killed in front of us! For no reason!"

"He had it coming."

Bucky felt his jaw hit the floor. "Why in the fuck did he had it coming? 'Cause he liked men? I just made out with one, do I deserve a death sentence now?"

"That's different. You are my pal, Buck." Disbelieve made it impossible for Bucky to pick off his jaw of the floor.
"Back then, it was normal to get killed for that. You know that we couldn't have done something."

"But that's the thing! We should have! Stand up for him, I mean. Killing people for something they can't control is hardly fair, so no, Charlie shouldn't be dead now." Bucky lost control and a few tears slipped down his tears.
"He doesn't even have a gravestone." Bucky cried, but when Steve widened his arms in a hug gesture, Bucky shrinked in on himself.

"Are you... really okay with me and Sam dating, or is it just 'cause I'm your pal?"

"I am okay with it! I just... It took me off guard. It's weird, but I'll try coping with it."

"Coping with it doesn't mean you accept it, Stevie..."Bucky sighed, knowing his efforts were futile. Steve used to believe everything the grown ups said back then, and if the grown ups said, gays had to die, so fucking be it.

"Give me a break, I'll try accepting you two-."

"Not us two. There are more queers now, so accept all of them. Otherwise, nothing will change." Bucky suddenly felt very, very tired as he rubbed at his eyes with his palm.
"And I think you already had your break, your peace as you went and got the girl, no?"

"I thought you were okay with me going back!"

"You thought a lot of things. Maybe next time, ask someone for their opinion before doing it. Maybe some of us wanted you to stay."

Steve looked at him weirdly, only to then say something that made his blood boil.
"Are you... attracted to me? Are you in love with me!?"

"Fucks sake, Steve! I like your gender, doesn't mean I like you in general, dumb cow." He sighed, way too tired to listen to this conversation anymore.
"Hey, look, Steve, I would like to continue this conversation soon, really, but tonight, Sam and I have a date, so please, leave, yeah?"

"Yeah, sure, you guys have fun or something. But, Buck, let me try, okay? I miss you and nothing changes just because you admitted to those feelings to me, okay?"

Then why aren't you hugging me, but holding out your hand instead? Bucky wanted to ask, held his tounge instead and accepted that his and Steve's friendship would not ever be the same again. 

It didn't matter anymore.

He had Sam.

He would always have Sam.

A/N: Surprise, I'm back! Just so you guys know, I wasn't lazing around but working on two other Sambucky stories since you guys seem to enjoy this one so much!

So, one of the two stories will be a soulmate AU since I love fate 'nd stuff.

The other one will be a crossover between WandaVision and FATWS(CAATWS), but beware, this one will be hella angsty!

And I just wanted to say that I DO NOT LIKE Steven Grant Rogers. I went from Eww, wtf, RussoBrothers, to I hate Endgame, Straight to fuck Steve Rogers, shitty traitor, why did you leave? 

So, yeah, Endgame Steve is homophobic af (in my opinion lmao)

Thanks again for the support!