I'm With You 'Til the End of the Line- Stucky Oneshots (Marvel)

Hangover

This one shot is set after Sarah's funeral, as seen in 'The Winter Soldier', however Bucky stays with Steve for the night.
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'Hey Buck, why do bad things always happen to good people?' Steve took another swig from the unnamed bottle beside him, wincing as he swallowed, the liquid burning his sensitive throat on the way down. He coughed before bringing the bottle to his lips once more.

'Easy pal, I want you to wake up in the morning!' Bucky reached over and gently took the half empty glass bottle from Steve's hand.

'Why? You don't need me. I just hold you back. I told you I'd be fine, I don't need you here.'
'Shut it, you clearly don't know what you're talking about, alcohol seriously messes with your head. I'd be surprised if you could even stand up Steve!'

'I bet I can! I bet you two dollars I can walk in a straight line across this room!' Steve scrambled to his feet and wobbled, almost toppling over, his head spinning thanks to the amount of alcohol he had consumed. It didn't take much for Steve to get drunk, his slight, sickly body made it easy for the alcohol to get into his system quickly. He cautiously put one foot in front of the other and started to make his way slowly across the room.

'Told you, jerk!' Steve lost concentration for mere seconds, but it was enough. He tripped over his own feet, his too big shoes partly to blame. 'Stupid feet,' Steve muttered before letting his tough exterior crumble, he started to sob, quietly, but he couldn't fool Bucky.

'Hey punk, you're fine! You do owe me two dollars though,' Bucky muttered with his trademark cheeky grin, 'I'd thought you might have realised by now that you can't win bets against me!'

'Stop it Buck, I'm not in the mood, just, go home or something, I don't know, just leave me alone, I don't need a babysitter.' Steve rubbed his head, wincing at the pain in his temple, unsure if it was due to the fall or the alcohol.

'I beg to differ, have you seen the state of you, you clearly do need a babysitter!' Bucky picked Steve up effortlessly, despite Steve's protests. He walked through to Steve's bedroom and dropped him onto the bed.

'I'm not a baby Bucky! Stop treating me like one!' Steve scowled at Bucky before rolling over and refusing to look at him.

'You're doing a damn good job of acting like one! I don't care if you don't want me here, you're stuck with me, as I said, I'm with you till the end of the line pal.' Bucky sat beside Steve on the bed and waited patiently for the big baby to turn around and look at him. Steve's tear stained face looked up to Bucky with a look of jealousy upon it.

'It's always been easy for you Buck, you're cool, you're likeable, everyone wants to be friends with you.'

'But I don't want to be friends with everybody, I have you, and you're enough work as it is! This is just the drink talking, you're never like this Steve,' Bucky exclaimed with a chuckle.

'Let me finish you interrupting jerk! You make life look easy, you've seen the looks of envy you get in the street from the other guys, you have the perfect body and all the guys want to be you! You can pick up any girl you like!'

'But that's the thing Steve, I don't want 'any girl', I only want one.' Bucky looked down at Steve with soft eyes.

'Go get her then, maybe she'll have a little friend who is so desperate that she wants a reject like me!' Steve at this point had tears making their way quickly down face.

'I hope I'm reading this right and not about to ruin what we have.' Bucky smiled slightly before reaching down to cup Steve's damp cheek. He looked into Steve's eyes for a moment before dipping his head and ever so gently pressing his perfect lips to Steve's chapped ones.

Steve's eyes fluttered shut a moment later, after he had recovered from the initial shock of Bucky's bold move. He sat up in the bed and wrapped his skinny arms around the back of Bucky's head to play with the short fluffy hairs on his neck. Bucky moved his hands down to Steve's slim waist to steady him as he deepened the kiss, politely asking for entrance to make the kiss more intimate. Steve gladly accepted the offer and let Bucky take control, moaning slightly as he pulled Bucky as close to him as possible.

After a minute or so Steve's asthma decided to ruin the moment as he needed to resurface for air, his lungs struggling with the distinct lack of it over the period of the kiss.

'Why me?' Steve looked confused and dazed as he tried to regain his breath, air not making its way into his lungs quick enough.

'Why not? You're the bravest, most honourable person I have ever had the pleasure of meeting, not to mention you're adorable. You really don't understand how much you mean to me. I need you as much as you need me Steve, I'd be lost without you.' Bucky gave a pleading look before standing up and making his way out of the bedroom, 'get some sleep, you're going to feel that hangover in the morning, I'll be on the sofa if you need me.'

With that, Bucky shut the bedroom door, walking away with a broad grin on his face, leaving Steve confused and high on adrenaline. Life just got a whole lot more interesting!

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Hope you enjoyed that, I know it's not great but it's my first Stucky oneshot, hopefully they will get better as I write more! As I said earlier, I am totally open to suggestions, requests etc!