Bucky's POV:
I got up at 3 in the morning. I couldn't sleep anymore. My nightmares are returning every night. I always see myself killing innocent people, the fear in their eyes, how they are begging for me to stop... I can never sleep soundly. Well... if Steve lies next to me then I can sleep soundly, but he doesn't notice how I sleep the other nights and I don't want to disturb him. I think I'll go for a run. Maybe it will calm me down and keep the thoughts away. Afterwards I have to go to the Avengers tower and see if there's a mission for me. There probably is one. There's always one.
Steve's POV:
I heard Bucky leave the house, probably for a run. I don't think he knows that I know he sleeps really badly. But he won't accept help. He doesn't want to cry, he wants to be strong and masculine. Who defined masculine? He thinks he's not strong if he cries. He thinks he needs to train everyday so that I like him. He thinks he needs to act cool but I like him more when we are on the couch cuddling and he's giggling over a joke from Titanic. He thinks he needs to like action movies even though he actually likes to watch a good rom-com. And there and then I thought I'll surprise him with a nice dinner and flowers. Sunflowers. He loves them. And men barely get flowers but we all really like them. Even if we sometimes forget to water them. So yeah, let's set the things up when he goes to work. Let's just make breakfast for when Bucket comes home from his run. I know he hates this nickname but I think it's kinda cute.
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Bucky will probably be back home in approximately ten minutes so I need to place the flowers and set up the table. I don't want to brag but my Spaghettis are legendary. Even Gordon Ramsey would be impressed. And Bucky loves them so I think it's the perfect meal for our date night. Right when everything is set up I hear Bucky coming through the door. "Hey love", I greet him kindly. I see that although he's tired he's eyes light up when the smell of the food reaches his nose. When he sees the nicely set up table he just looks genuinely happy. I hand him the flowers and... well I can't describe the expression on his face but he looked so incredibly joyful.
Bucky's POV:
Of course there was a mission. What did I expect? Maybe a day off? Just one? As i return home frustrated I smell something really good. Did Steve cook his awsome spaghettis? To cheer me up? I see the nicely set up table and it just lifts my mood. How did i deserve such a loving boyfriend? And now he's even handing me flowers? Sunflowers? I LOVE sunflowers. I LOVE flowers. Like all of them but sunflowers are beautiful and they seem so cheerful. I always look at them but nobody gifts me with them. Until now. I love them!!!!!! I love them. I love Steve. And now I'm suddenly not tired anymore. I just want to spend time with my favourite person and enjoy the evening. And maybe we can do something else after dinner....
Like watching a movie... what did you think?
