Jump then Fall: Falling Series 2 (Modern Stucky College AU)

Thirty-Nine

Regaining himself, Brock wrapped his hands around Steve's thin wrists. Attempting to stop Steve from pushing him back any further. Steve fought to remove himself from Brock's grasp, but the muscular brunet was too strong.

"Let go!" Steve demanded, not refraining from hitting his balled up fists against Brock's broad chest. When Brock didn't let go, Steve started pounding at his chest even more.  Even harder.  As hard as he possibly could.

As Steve thought about kneeing Brock in his balls, so he could escape, Brock was jerked back. In his surprise, Brock's hands lost their grip on Steve's wrists and Brock nearly fell on his ass while also causing Steve to stumble in the commotion. Both surprised to find Bucky there.

"What the fuck?!" Brock yelled, getting up in Bucky's face once Bucky dropped his hand from Brock's broad shoulder.

"Get the fuck out," Bucky demanded, pointing at the door, but refusing to touch the muscular brunet again since he was no longer hurting Steve.

"I'm sorry, I didn't realize that this was your dorm," Brock mocked, directing his attention to Steve.

Rubbing his wrists to try to ease the aching from where Brock grabbed him, Steve kept his expression blank as he told Brock, "Leave. Now."

Hurt by Steve's dismissal, Brock said, "Fine." Purposely knocking his shoulder against Bucky's on the way out, Brock sneered, "But don't come crying to me when you realize that I was the only one who really cared about --"

Simply and effectively, Bucky pushed the door closed. Not meaning to slam it, but doing so anyway. Wincing at slamming the door, Bucky bashfully glanced over at Steve. Steve was still rubbing his wrists and Bucky's expression immediately took on one of concern.

Even though Brock was still shouting from the other side of the door, "I'm the only one who was there for you! Where was Bucky, huh? Where was he when you were drunk and cry --"

"Shut up!" Someone else on the floor yelled.

Completely ignoring the commotion from the hallway, Bucky crossed the room, and gently took Steve's arms in his hands and examined them as he asked, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," Steve confirmed. Trying to ignore the commotion, but failing.

From the hallway, Brock kept up his lies, "I'm the only one who loved you! I'm the only one who fucking cared! You know what? Fuck you! Don't come to me when he fucking --"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Another person yelled, causing a small smirk to cross Steve's shocked expression.

Then absolutely melting when Bucky pressed a sweet kiss to his sore wrists. Until Bucky went rigid and his eyes grew wide. Steve asked, "What?"

Without answering, Bucky rushed to the other side of the dorm. Next to where they usually keep their shoes, was a paper bag and two coffees from their favorite little café. Standing up with the items in his hands, Bucky crossed back to Steve.

Passing Steve on his way to the desk, Bucky pressed a tender kiss to Steve's forehead. Happily, Steve followed Bucky over to his desk where Bucky set the breakfast items down. Once they were on the desk, Bucky instantly turned around to pull Steve into him.

"Oh," Bucky paused and pulled Steve's keys from his jacket pocket. Sheepishly, Bucky admitted, "I borrowed these."

Playfully, Steve rolled his eyes and tossed the keys onto his desk. Sliding his hands up and around Bucky's neck, Steve teased, "Maybe I should just make you your own copy."

"Yeah?" Bucky questioned, intrigued while he snaked his arms around Steve's slender waist.

"Yeah," Steve confirmed with a single nod. There was a smirk tugging at Steve's lips as he joked, "I'm sure that Sam wouldn't mind."

"Okay," Bucky sarcastically agreed. Ducking his face into Steve's neck, Bucky asked, "Are we there? I mean, isn't that, uh, a... big... step?"

"I guess..." Steve trailed off, enjoying the way that Bucky was lovingly pressing soft kisses along his neck. "But it could be for emergencies."

"Emergencies," Bucky smirked, his lips against Steve's skin. Sincerely, Bucky asked, "Seriously though, are you okay?"

"I am now," Steve honestly replied, standing on his tiptoes to press a kiss to Bucky's temple.

Leaning back, there was a cheeky grin on Bucky's face before he childishly crossed his eyes. Playfully, Steve swatted at his arm and pulled away from Bucky. Of course, that caused Bucky to dramatically pout and try to hold Steve close again.

Reaching for the breakfast items, Steve loved the way that Bucky playfully pulled him back into his grasp. Even going so far as to relax in Bucky's hold and rest his head on Bucky's broad chest. But because Steve wanted to keep up the charade, he continued to theatrically reach for the items and whined, "I need coffee!"

"I need love," Bucky mocked, resting his chin on the top of Steve's head.

"I'm not very cuddly before I have my coffee," Steve playfully warned, tilting his head up so he could look up at Bucky.

"Okay," Bucky sarcastically stated while kissing the top of Steve's head as though that proved his point.

Steve's grin grew because he knew that Bucky was right. No matter what Steve said about not being a morning person and not being cuddly before he's had his coffee, Steve knew that he'd always prefer being held in Bucky's arms. It was exactly where Steve wanted to be. And no matter what Brock said to try and dissuade Steve to think otherwise, Steve knew that this was exactly where Bucky wanted to be. Knowing that they'd always catch each other when they fell.