Bucky. That's all Steve wanted and needed in his life. Before the war, during, and even after, all Steve wanted was his solider. His Bucky.
After the fall of S.H.I.E.L.D. Steve kept trying to find Bucky to bring him home. Everyone was against this...
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Time skip 1 week
I slowly feel myself starting to wake up but my body hurts. I feel something kind of heavy on me and when I am able to open my eyes, I look down and see Bucky's head resting against my thigh while he sleeps.
He looks so handsome laying there.
When did he wake up?
Is he okay?
Does he know what I tried to do?
Will he be mad at me for trying to end it all?
Is Peggy still out there?
Soon I feel my chest tightening up. What the fuck is happening.
I hear the machine's going crazy as my heart rate increases. This scares Bucky awake and he sees me panicking.
"Doll, I ned you to slow your breathing down. I know you are scared but doll please I need you to calm down and I will explain please." He tries settling me down but it doesn't help.
"I...I...ca..can't br..bre..breathe." I say gasping out.
He quickly runs over to the counter and grabs and inhaler.
He brings it over to my mouth and I looked at him shocked for a moment.
"Doll I need you to use this. Please. Please." He says practically shoving it in my mouth.
I hit the inhaler twice like I used to before the serum.
"Good. Good doll. You are doing great. I know it is scary but I promise to explain everything." Bucky says.
The doors burst open and Bruce and Tony rush in to see what is going on.
"What happened?" Tony asked.
"He woke up and started having a panic attack or asthma attack." Bucky says.
He reaches his hand over and brushes some hair out of my face and places my hand on his chest to feel his heart.
"Breathe Stevie. Everything will be okay. Are you calm enough for us to tell you what is happening?" He asked.
I just nod my head not trusting my voice right now.
"Steve do you remember Peggy shooting you?" Bruce asked.
I nod my head again finally feeling myself relaxing a little bit more.
"When Pietro brought you in, we pumped your stomach because of how much alcohol you consumed. We also were in the process of trying to get the bullet out she shot you with. While doing so, we discovered that the bullet was laced with some element that was able to break down the serum. Tony and I put you in a temporary coma to run some tests to see what all of this meant. It looks like 30% of the serum was broken down. Which means some of your old illness are making an appearance but not as fully affect as before. Hence why you were having the problem breathing but still having the muscles and strength. Does this make sense?" He asked.
"So I'm still a super soldier but I'm not 100% anymore? I still have my abilities but now I can get sick and have some health problems?" I rasp out.
Bucky reaches over handing me some water.
"Exactly. We are still going to be monitoring you for a while to make sure the serum doesn't keep breaking down. Shuri ran some tests and thinks we got the bullet out in time to stop it from fully working." Tony says.
My world feels like it's falling apart. I just nod my head and soon they leave.
Bucky sits down on the bed next to me and places a hand on my cheek. I lean into his touch and the emotions hit me hard and I start sobbing.
"Oh doll. Shhh it's okay" Bucky says getting in bed with me pulling me into his chest.
"I'm broken Bucky. I fought so hard to get rid of the illness and it's back. I'm not the perfect soldier anymore." I sob out.
"Doll, you are still the little guy from Brooklyn. Even more so now. You are so perfect in my eyes flaws and all. Stevie you aren't broken. If you think you are than so am I and we can be broken together. We can take our weaknesses and help each other turn them into strengths. It's you and me against the world doll. Till the end of the line." He says kissing my forehead.
"What if I start getting really sick again?" I ask.
"Then I will lay next to you and take care of you like I vowed to do. Sickness and health Steve. I love you more than anything Steve. I know being captain America means the world to you. But you being Steve Rogers means more to me. You will be okay. I will be behind you supporting you every step of the way." He assured me.
I look up at him and see he is telling the truth.
"Steve it's time you stop being a stubborn pain in the ass and let your husband take care of you and be there for you like you are for me." He says firmly.
"I'm sorry I got you shot. If I would've listened to you the first time maybe none of this would've happened. You wouldn't have almost died, Peggy wouldn't have found me, the kids wouldn't hate me. I've fucked everything up Bucky. How can you even sit next to me right now after all the pain and failure I have caused." I whimper out.
Bucky soon grips my chin making me look into his eyes again.
"Never. And I mean ever talk bad about my husband like that again. You are not a failure Steven Grant. You hear me? You didn't cause me pain, you didn't cause failure. Hydra is the cause for all of this not you. Stop carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders. It's not your full responsibility. Yes you have protect the world but you are mot alone. You have a team, a family, and a husband standing behind you that can pick up some of that stress and weight. So let us do it. And I am sitting next to you right now because I fucking love you. I don't care that I got shot and was in a coma too. I would take bullets for you any day. You are my soulmate Steve. Nothing you do or say will ever change that. I'm here forever. Till the end of the line and I plan on pushing that line so far ahead into the future so we can get the life we always wanted." He says brushing his nose against mine.
"Okay" I whisper out.
"Okay what?" He asks curiously.
"I will stop being stubborn. I will let my husband in and fight for the life we deserve. It'll be hard but I will do anything and everything for you James" I say softly.
He leans in and places his soft lips against mine. We pull away and I snuggle into him.
"Thank you" he says softly against my hair.
I don't respond, just cuddle closer into his chest.
