Chapter 22. Found of you

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Steve's POV
Me and Bucky wait for Y/N to come at the bar. After last nights events, I'm sure we all could use a drink, or 20.

"Steve, could you tense up? You're just like you were before the serum." Bucky says to me and place a hand on my shoulder. "It's... I like her, it's really weird, were entirely different people." "Well, from what I've seen she likes you too." "How could you possibly tell?" "Well, I might not remember everything. But I'm pretty sure I'm an expert on ladies." I just chuckle and nod.

When Y/N walks in, me and Bucky both stand up and wait for her to sit down with us at the booth. "Ok, you two are so old fashioned." She says jokingly as she sits down beside me.

"I can't believe I'm out drinking with two 90 year olds." She says laughing. "You're old too!" Bucky argues. "I'm 43, you're more than twice my age" she shoots back. She smiles when Bucky doesn't say anything.

We order drinks and we're all laughing over today's generation and their phones. We keep talking about how it feels to be trapped in time. Even though Y/N was taught about the modern world in order to blend in, she still felt like an outsider, like me and Bucky.

When we're about to head home, Y/N stumbles in her own feet several times, I offer her my help multiple times but she's stubborn, determined to walk to the couple of blocks to the tower.

Three blocks from the tower she trips and she falls on her face. She starts to laugh. Me and Bucky walk over to her and we try to help her up, but she refuses and says she's gonna take a nap on the pavement. I look at Bucky and we both roll our eyes and lift her up, she protests at first. We walk past a couple of buildings before her feet fail beneath her.

I lift her up bridal style, and carry her to the tower. I put her to bed and head for her door. "Steve?" "Yes?" "I think I'm in love with you." "I think I am too." "You're in love with yourself? That sounds like Tony would say." She says laughing. I decide to not spill my heart out to her, since she most likely won't remember it in the morning. I walk over and kiss her forehead and walk out.

I go to the kitchen to see Loki look at a box of pop tarts with disgust. "You don't like it?" I ask him. "I am still trying to decide if I should try, or not. My brother seems to believe that this will solve all the problems in the world." I chuckle at his comment about Thor.

"Well, you should try them, it's not that bad." He nods and puts two pop tarts in the toaster. He takes the pop tarts out and sit down at the table with me. He takes a bite.

"My brother seems to be right, these are exquisite." He laugh at his own comment. He looks up at me and sigh silently.

"She's really found of you." "Who?" Loki looks at me with a 'you're kidding right?' look, and and I realize he's talking about Y/N. "How can you tell?" "Well, notice how she sticks around? And she took a bullet to her head, for you?" I nod, it's true. She could easily run away, and the fact that she took a bullet for me.

Loki gets up and starts to walk out of the kitchen, he turns to me. "If you hurt her, I will not hesitate to bring destruction upon you, I believe she is the only friend I have." He says and leaves.

I go check on Y/N. I panic when she's not in her bed. Then I hear gagging noises from her bathroom. I go in to see her sitting in front of the toilet vomiting. I rush to her and pull her hair back and stroke her back.

I get her cleaned up. She leans into me and close her eyes. She pass out in my arms. I carry her to bed. I don't feel like leaving her, so I sit on her bed and watch her sleep peacefully. Soon my eyelids get heavier and I fall asleep.

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