Stucky One Shots

How?!

Three hundred thousand views.

My story has been on the top thousands in Fanfiction for a couple weeks, on and off.

THANK YOU!

Thank you guys so much. I was never expecting this to get so many views, become so popular. It was just a random story my friend suggested I do. And three years later, it's still going strong?

That's amazing. Thank you to who has been here since the very beginning, to any newcomers, to anyone who's voted, commented, or shared. :) It means a lot to me.

(Imma put a special thanks to legit_fandom_trash for helping me re-amp the story, which I actually had been ignoring for a while. <3)

So, here's a (hopefully) fluffy one shot for your troubles.

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Steve rolls over in bed to face the brunet he loved. Bucky was actually sleeping for once, relaxed, looking peaceful. Steve smiles a little, mentally concluding to himself, nice. If he had a dictionary, he wouldn't be able to find enough words to describe what he felt about Bucky - a simple 'nice' would have to suffice.

Bucky moves in his sleep, grumbling something as he gets more comfortable. He relaxes again when he's in Steve's arms and the blond smiles a little wider, resting his head on top of Bucky's. He closes his eyes and exhales.

Bucky was happy, and that made Steve happy. It was a rare sight to really see Bucky smile, and when he did, it lit up your entire world. That was Steve's opinion, anyway.

"You're still up?" Bucky murmurs against his chest, eyes barely open. Steve blinks down at him, running a hand down his back.

"Go back to sleep, sweetheart."

Bucky curls up against his chest, sighing. "Why're you up?" he speaks through a wide yawn, closing his eyes again.

"Just thinking."

Bucky peeks an eye open, studying him, suddenly worried. "About what? You okay?"

Steve smiles, his heart melting. Bucky wouldn't let anything hurt him, and a part of him took comfort in that. Protecting him was Bucky's strongest way of saying "I love you." As was Steve's.

"I'm okay." He kisses the top of his head. Now that you're here to stay, he mentally adds.

Bucky would always find a way to come back. He had broken through years of torment and brainwashing, and all it had taken was a simple word from Steve, a word that stayed with him forever. He wouldn't forget.

"Okay. Go to sleep, weirdo." Bucky kisses him back sleepily before taking his hand in his lazily. Steve kisses his knuckles and Bucky smiles tiredly at the gesture. "Love you too, doll. G'night."

Steve remains awake for a while longer, appreciating what he has. He's in the future, and Bucky is by his side, like before.

It wasn't much, but for Steve? It was more than enough.

He closes his eyes, finally willing himself to sleep.

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Yes, it was short, but I wanted something short and sweet - I hope it was both. Again, thank you guys, you're all amazing, love y'all, and I'll update something again Saturday. :)