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

Unrequited Love...

This is set after Civil War. Bucky and Steve live together in a flat, at least until Bucky gets back on his feet again. **WaRnInG** Supernatural season 1 spoilers!! You have been warned!!

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Bucky was struggling. Emotions were overwhelming him and he didn't know what to do. Every time Steve came too close, yet not close enough, it drove him crazy. He couldn't sleep at night for worrying about what was wrong with him, this wasn't natural! He shouldn't feel like he was going to faint every time Steve's hand brushed his leg as he walked past or when their fingers met when handing each other something. Bucky lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, listening to Steve's steady breathing in the room next door. He imagined laying beside him, the man who made him the person he is today, the one who saved him. Bucky eventually drifted to sleep after matching his breathing pattern to that of Steve's.
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The next morning Bucky woke up first and made breakfast for the two super soldiers. He called to Steve when the bacon and eggs was ready. Steve staggered through from his room, still half asleep. Bucky's breath hitched in his throat as he noticed how Steve's hair stood up at funny angles and his shirt was twisted round and sticking to his body. How did Steve look flawless all the time?! Steve coughed lightly to get Bucky's attention, 'You okay mate?' Bucky could feel the blush creeping up his neck and turned around to get the plates of food before Steve could see.
'I'm good. Any plans for today Steve?' Bucky enquired with a smile.
'Just a day on the sofa catching up with some to shows, it's been nice to have some quiet time recently. You going to join me? I was thinking of starting Supernatural, it's supposed to be quite good.'
Bucky hurriedly tried to swallow his mouthful of bacon before answering, 'sure, I've not heard of it but if you say it's good I'll try it!'
Steve smiled slightly before finishing eating his breakfast.
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'What the hell?!' Bucky was standing in the middle of the living room staring at the TV in shock. 'She just...'
'Yes Bucky, she did just burn up on the ceiling...' Steve looked just as shocked.
'But she made him cookies!' Bucky looked distraught at the fact that a character he had only known for 2 minutes had died. He settled back onto the sofa to watch some more Supernatural, sitting slightly closer to Steve than was necessary.
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The pair watched almost a full season of Supernatural. It was 10:30pm and they were still on the sofa, each having had takeaway pizza for tea. They were halfway through their last episode of the night when Bucky got up and grabbed a couple of bottles of beer before returning to the sofa.
'Stick mine on the unit please Buck, I'm not thirsty right now.' Steve smiled at Bucky before looking back at the TV. The pair had gradually become closer to each other through the night, their knees now touching. Bucky took a swig of his beer before placing it on the unit beside Steve's. He kept shooting glances at Steve, who's face was beautifully illuminated by the light from the TV, making every curve and sharp edge standout. Bucky wasn't paying attention to Sam and Dean any more, he was mesmerised by Steve's perfectly sculpted features.
At that moment Steve moved to grab his beer from the unit, leaning across towards Bucky to reach it. Bucky read the movement wrong but it was too late to correct himself, Steve had noticed him going in for a kiss.
'What the hell Bucky!' Steve jumped up, disgust and confusion clear on his face.
'Shit, sorry Steve, I-I didn't mean it. It was an accident, honestly! I'm sorry, I'll just go.' Steve was too shocked to say anything in return as Bucky rushed of in the direction of his room, the embarrassment becoming overwhelming. He flung himself onto his bed and screamed into his pillow, angry at himself for making such a stupid, stupid mistake! He'd ruined this friendship, his stupid decision distancing him from his best friend since childhood. He turned around and gazed at the ceiling, thinking of his unrequited love, a single tear making its way slowly down his face before landing on the pillow below his head.
How could he have been so stupid! There was no going back from this, he'd have to leave now, try and find a cheap flat of his own, maybe stay with Sam for a couple of days, though he wasn't sure how that would go, they might end up strangling each other in their sleep. After multiple hours of tossing and turning and listening to Steve's pacing footsteps, Bucky managed to slip into a restless sleep.
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The next morning Bucky packed his essentials into his backpack before creeping out of his room, careful not to wake Steve. What Bucky didn't realise was that Steve hadn't slept that night. He had sat on the sofa, thinking over what had happened, trying to understand exactly what was going on. He stood up when he heard Bucky's door open and waited for Bucky to come through to the living room. Bucky stopped dead when he saw Steve staring at him from beside the sofa. 'What are you doing?'
Bucky looked at the floor, too embarrassed to make eye contact with Steve. 'I'm going to stay with Sam for a couple of days, just until I find my own flat.'
Steve looked confused, hurt even. 'You don't have to leave Bucky!' He walked forward a few steps until he was just in front of Bucky.
'I do Steve, I'm sorry, I was stupid. I wasn't thinking last night. I understand that you're going to hate me.'
'Bucky, I don-'
'I know Steve, you don't want me here, I made a fool of myself, I shouldn't have done it, I don't know what came over me. I just, I don't know anymore Steve, I've been confused the last couple of weeks-'
'Bucky, listen to m-'
'I know you're not gay Steve! I'm not stupid! Well, I am stupid, but I'm not that stupid. I don't know, I just guess I thought it felt right and it obviously wasn't and I can't stay here anym-'
Steve had heard enough, he roughly grabbed Bucky's face and dipped his soft lips down to press them chastely against Bucky's dry, chapped ones.
'I-I-I-' Bucky didn't know what to say, he was confused and shocked, unsure if he should say anything in fear that he would say something wrong.
'You need to learn to listen sometimes Buck, you wouldn't let me say anything!' Bucky brought his hazel eyes up to meet Steve's bright blue ones. Steve had a slight smirk on his lips and a glint in his eyes.
'B-but, you're not gay...' Bucky was confused to say the least.
'No, I'm not, but there isn't only two options Bucky! I probably should have explained the whole sexuality thing to you sooner. I'm bisexual Bucky, I like guys and girls.' Bucky's eyes lit up as he heard Steve's words, starting to understand everything a bit better. 'I overreacted last night, you took me by surprise and didn't give me a chance to speak to you before you ran off!'
'So, you like me? Like, like like me? Like how I guess I like you?' Bucky blushed again, 'that was a lot of likes, sorry.'
'You need to stop apologising so much Buck!' Steve gently cupped Bucky's chin and looked into his eyes, 'let's try that kiss again, maybe not as rough this time!' Bucky leaned forwards and his eyelids drooped shut as he pressed his lips to Steve, the moment being much more magical than he had ever dreamed it being. Steve smiled into the kiss, his messy hair dropping down into his eyes. He brought one of his hands up to support Bucky's neck while the other rested on his hip. Bucky ran a hand through Steve's soft blond hair, asking to deepen the kiss further. Steve laughed at Bucky's desperate attempts.
'I'm not going anywhere Bucky, we have plenty of time!' Steve gently dragged his thumb across Bucky's cheek. 'I missed you Bucky. I never stopped thinking about you. I constantly beat myself up about the fact that I let you fall, I'm never letting you go again! Don't you ever dare think about leaving me here alone again, I need you Bucky.' Bucky smiled before pulling Steve into another loving kiss.
'I wouldn't dream of it. Punk!'
'Jerk!'