Worship Her - Steve Rogers (AU)

Chapter 22

Finding Bucky slumped on their couch every morning instead of making it back to the guesthouse after a night of heavy drinking with Steve, was something that made Maggie's eyes roll. Sometimes there would even be a random girl with him, who she would promptly kick out after making the call for a cab. 

Today was no different. 

After kicking out the rather busty blonde, she then went and threw the remaining contents of a nearby whiskey bottle over him, causing him to wake right up in shock. 

"What the fuck was that for!" 

"For being a dick to Nat as well as making me call cabs for your one night stands every morning!" She yelled, not caring if she woke Steve up. "Get your fucking act together before I drag your ass to rehab myself!" By now the mixture of a hangover headache and rage had built up in her. 

Bucky winced slightly, clearly now suffering from the same and slumped on the couch. "I'm sorry..." 

By now Steve had appeared looking tiredly at the pair. "If you two are gonna have a punch up? Could you do it a little more quietly? Although for you Magpie, that's always a challenge". 

"Very funny asshole, Bucky brought home another bimbo whose probably soiled our couch with whatever bodily fluids they exchanged! I'm not making Wanda steam clean the damn thing again, no way!" Maggie fumed. 

There was an exhausted chuckle from her husband and he glanced to Bucky. "Could you at least use the guesthouse we offered you?" 

"Sorry man". Bucky stretched out and put his hands behind his head to lounge back on the sofa. "Kinda couldn't wait". 

"Clearly, because like Steve you think with your dick". Maggie said and then shot a glare to Steve. "You deal with him, because I'm about to take him outside and drown him". Then storming past and back upstairs. 

Steve turned back to his best friend and shrugged. "Guess it's no more than you deserve - after all, you've upset her bestie". Now flopping down in a nearby chair and groaning. "She's right though - you bring back another girl and I'm not being so accommodating - you told me that one was going home last night?" 

Bucky looked a little sheepish. "Yeah...guess that didn't work out". Then she sighed. "I tried calling Nat, she wouldn't talk to me. Tried sending her flowers and shit? She refused them. I've been an asshole, I know she won't take me back because of it - so this is how I'm dealing with it. Bit of heroin here and screwing some girls there..."

"It's a bad mix...."

"Oh c'mon man, like you're any better! Does Maggie know you're still into that kinda shit..."

Steve immediately hushed him. "Keep your damn voice down before you destroy my marriage! And no, she doesn't know. I've not taken pills in weeks!" He hissed quietly. "The drink is a different subject, but no way am I taking the drugs anymore - and it's because of her". 

Bucky just stared at the floor. "Maybe she's right. Maybe we both need rehab at this point, even if yours is just for the drink. I mean look at Rocket..." 

Steve snorted at this. "It did shit for Rock and we both know it. We just choose to turn a blind eye and let Tony deal with it when he finds out". 

Rocket had relapsed within the last couple of weeks, and had attempted to hide it whilst they had been recording the new album. But Steve knew what the bathroom breaks were for, especially as the evidence of the traces of white powder was clear enough. 

He got up and looked back at Bucky. "I'm gonna go get some more sleep. Don't die on my couch otherwise I'm just gonna throw you over the cliffside and into the ocean".