Forget Me Not - Bucky Barnes X Steve Rogers X OFC

The Locket & Memories Resurfaced.

The gym was at least some time he could stop thinking about his mad life and focus on his workout, the receptionist at the door greeted them both by name leaving Bucky to nod awkwardly in reply. The time there did not last and soon they were leaving again after an all too brief shower, Steve seemed to sense his befuddlement and lead the way to a hotdog stand which smelt absolutely sublime even from all the way across the park. Steve ordered two large meals which included an overstuffed hotdog filled with all the trimmings,  a large chips salted to perfection and large and truly divine chocolate milkshake. Bucky practically inhaled the food, it was like he'd never eaten before and was half starved. As he ate he encountered some little memories, other times he had come out for lunch with Steve after a good gym session that always ended in a filling meal that would make them both feel stuffed until nearly dinner time when Addy would make them feel like fat pigs full to the brim with her sumptuous dinners. “Ready to head back home?” Steve asked having finished his lunch in record time, Bucky shoved in the last few chips and finished his drink before dropping the rubbish in the bin, “Let's go” he replied feeling something warm glow in his chest. This was his life, shared with two people who honestly cared for him and it felt wonderful. At home Steve slipped a DVD into the player and turned down the lights, it was a series of home videos. “Addy thought these would help you remember” Steve explained as he sat down with the popcorn which he handed to Bucky. In the videos they celebrated birthdays and Christmases, holidays and work dinners. They looked happy, overjoyed just to be in each other’s company in all these different events. Steve relaxed on the couch, stretching his legs out so they rested on the footrest and he eventually fell asleep, his soft snores background noise to the video. The last video was of a birthday, Addy’s birthday to be exact and Steve had baked a huge cake filled with fresh cream and strawberries to celebrate the occasion. Bucky watched himself hand Addy a small wrapped box no bigger than his palm which she unwrapped with a squeal of joy. It was a necklace, a silver locket on a sturdy chain. “For our doll, love Steve and Bucky” Addy read looking at the inside inscription, her eyes filled with happy tears and she threw her arms around both men giving hem a dozen kisses each. “I love you, both of you” she had said as the video cut off leaving Bucky sitting in the dark. He loved Addy, she loved both him and Steve. He didn't want to get into the technicalities of exactly how this sort of relationship even worked and suddenly he found himself exhausted, his eyes drooping heavily until he fell asleep beside Steve on the couch only to wake an hour later to the sound of Addy unlocking the door with her keys, the smell of delicious Chinese food wafting in the door at the same time as Addy’s perfume. “Hello? Anyone awake?” she called as she set down the food on the counter which resounded with Bucky as his heart began to pound so loudly he feared he might be having a heart attack. She walked to the living room and flicked on the light waking Steve who jolted violently and nearly slid off the couch, “I brought dinner home” she announced loudly although she needn't have, the smell of the food had spread to fill the living room and Bucky felt that strange starving sensation return as it had at lunch. By the time Steve and Bucky made it to the kitchen, Addy was already serving up portions of the food so everyone got a bit of everything and as she leant forward something fell out of her shirt and hit the light casting a tiny glare, she was wearing the locket from the video and now he noticed it, she also wore the locket in most of the photos adorning the walls. Dinner passed quietly, the only real conversation was about how good the food was and how the gym had been. “I'm really tired so I might go to bed” Bucky announced once his plate had been cleared for third time, his stomach was full and his eyes were heavy making his bed seem like heaven. “Goodnight Buck” Addy said sweetly giving him a kiss on top of his head as she passed to load up the dishes into the washer. The action made his cheeks flare with fire and he quickly hurried back to his room hearing Steve call out “Goodnight!” as he bolted. Everything was so strange, so unusual and yet it all worked out just fine, if only he could remember everything and then he could get back to his life. In the kitchen Addy had finished tidying the kitchen when Steve picked her up and plonked her on the bench like a child, “He seems to be getting better at understanding what's going on but it doesn't make  any easier on any of us, I'd give anything so he wouldn't have to go through it again. He hasn't had a relapse in a whole year! Why now?” she said finally venting her frustrations, “I know it's hard but there's nothing we can do but support him” Steve said as his mouth found its way to her neck, nuzzling her warmth with a contented sigh. “Don't get me started Rogers” she warned, her voice dipping to a new sultry low. Just hearing this Steve pulled her closer, his cock twitching in his pants at the thought of having her in his bed that night. “Shall we take this into your room? I'm not sanitizing this bench again” she said with a cheeky nip to his earlobe that made him groan softly, it had been some time since they'd made love and tonight was shaping quickly to end up looking like a full scale porn-fest. A trail of clothes began in the kitchen and ended in Steve's room, Addy’s formal work shirt torn in half in the hall. Addy adored Steve, he was sweet and sexy all wrapped up in a blonde-hair-blue-eyed-Abs-for-days package. He took care of her intimately, his large hands stroking and teasing until she was nearly begging for him to fuck her, and fuck her - he did. Her body felt overworked the next morning, stiff and battered she made her way to the bathroom and unlike the day before she wasn't interrupted meaning Bucky was still asleep. The smell of Steve's cooking brought her to the kitchen and soon Bucky emerged looking adorably rumpled and sleepy, “Morning” he mumbled as he sat down at the breakfast bar and pulled a cup of coffee towards himself. “So I was thinking you boys ought to go see Bruce, he text me yesterday saying my project was ready to pick up and since you've both got nothing to do today beside work out….” Addy said snatching a bagel off the counter and shoving it in her mouth as she shrugged into her work coat, her heels clicking against the tiled floor as she rushed around grabbing her bag and phone. “What do you think Buck? Would you mind a drive today?” Steve asked and Bucky shrugged, he had read last night about the avengers and such so he at least knew who they were talking about. “I'll see you tonight, don't do anything I wouldn't do” she said giving each man a peck on the cheek as she left, her feet taking on a frenzied clip as she rushed down the stairs and out to her car. They wouldn't get the news until later when they'd arrived at the Avenger Compound in upper New York to pick up the gadget that Addy had Bruce make. Addy had been on site overseeing the launch of a Stark planetary satellite when the whole place had come apart trapping her and several others for three hours until rescue crews could shift the rubble to get them out. Addy had been unconscious, her left leg crushed and her heart beating dangerously slow when they'd managed to pull her free, the hospital had transferred her to the intensive care unit immediately and her survival chances were a low 25% when she'd been admitted. Bucky held a daze of sheer panic sweep over him almost crippling his limbs, although he couldn't remember Addy and all she was to him, he could not lose her. Not now, not ever.