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steve

I had woken up in my bed shaking, sweating, and with my temperature through the roof, again. I guess I wasn't going to school today. I was used to waking up like this but I usually wasn't alone. I had always had my best friend Bucky to take care of me. That is until he got really popular and left me for those douchebags. I hadn't been able to stay healthy since he left.

I knew I would have to take care of myself, but I just couldn't find the energy to get out of bed. So I laid there, listening to the radio, until I fell back asleep.

bucky

As I was walking to school something felt off, It felt like I had forgotten something or needed to do something. I couldn't tell what it was so I shook it off as not getting enough sleep and continued on my way to school.

•short time skip until after school because i'm lazy•

"Hey Bucky! Me and they guys were gonna go to the shop on the way home from school, ya wanna join?" William... he was the 'leader' of the popular kids. As much as I enjoyed being a part of their group I didn't like what I had to leave behind. steve. I wasn't supposed to talk about him or care about him with the other guys. Speaking of Steve, he wasn't at school today. Oh god... I hope he's not sick aga- no. Not supposed to care, I probably just didn't see him.

"Buck? You okay?"

"Oh right yeah sorry. I'll go."

~literal shortest time skip ever sponsored by my stress~

We kept walking down the road, taking a 'detour' to walk by some of the 'losers' houses. I wasn't really paying attention until we passed by a building that was all too familiar.

"Hey Bucky! We're gonna go check up on Rogers, you coming?"

"Uh yeah sure." I tried not to think too much about it, for some reason they really liked to pick on Steve. Probably because he was the weakest and smallest person in our school, I couldn't help but want to protect him. But I couldn't, it was against the 'rules' to stand up for a loser.

We made it to Steve's apartment, he lived by himself, since his mom died. He worked multiple jobs to pay rent and I highly doubt he could afford any medication for himself. William knocked on the door and I could just barely hear weak footsteps making their way closer. When the door opened, my heart shattered. There was Steve, small, frail, and weak. He was paler than usual and looked really sick. I wished with every fiber in me that it was just a cold, not something worse, but yo-

"Hey Stevie." My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of someone being punched. I flinched being brought back to reality and I jumped into action. At that point I didn't care about my popularity, I only cared about Steve. Maybe a bit more than a friend should. I pulled William and John off Steve and punched them in the face. Before they had a chance to fight back I shoved them into the hallway and closed the door behind me.

"Bucky?" The small voice startled me and I flipped around only to be met by a collapsing Steve Rogers. Before he hit the ground I quickly caught him and carried him to his room. I tucked him under the covers and began checking him over. His forehead was burning up and he was ghostly pale. I ran into the kitchen to see if he had any kind of medicine left. Bingo, I found a small bottle of pills and went back to Steve's room to wait for him to wake up.

~timeskip brought to you by my terrible sleep schedule~

"Bu(dapest)-Bucky?" I quickly regained consciousness from hearing the small voice next to me.

"Hey Stevie, long time no see." He gave me a weak smile and immediately started into a coughing fit. I rushed over to his side and sat him up straight to hopefully help minimize the cough. "I need you to take these okay? It's going to help you get better."

I handed Steve the small pills and a glass of water. He swallowed the tablets and it almost felt like nothing had changed, me taking care of my Stevie and us being best pals 'til the end of the line. My vision grew blurry and tears threaten to fall from my eyes as I thought about what I had done.

"I'm so sorry Stevie. I never should have left you for those morons, they could never compare to you. No one can ever compare to you. I missed you every second of everyday. I'm really sorry Stevie I really truly am. I guess I was just scared..." I trailed off the end of my sentence, a few tears making their way down my face as Steve reached over and pulled me into a hug. A hug I didn't know I needed until then.

"What were you scared of Buck? You know you can tell me anything." He looked up at me, eyes filled with curiosity. Here goes nothing.

"I- I guess I was scared about what, er, how I felt. How I felt about you. And- I- uh-, I like you Steve. A lot. At least, a lot more than a friend should. Please don't think I'm weird, i don't want this to cha-"

"Bucky! Are you even listening to me?"

"Wha-uh n-no, did you say something?"

"Yeah, I like you too a lot more than a friend should."

"Maybe when you get better i could take you out on a real date. I mean, only if you want."

"Of course, I'd love to!"

For the rest of the day we spent curled up on his bed, listening to the radio and catching up on what we missed.

-another time skip brought to you by southwest airlines-

steve

Bucky walked up to me under the light post and god, he was gorgeous. The moonlight casing dark shadows on his body, a little smirk cast upon his lips. As he got closer I found myself staring into his beautiful blue-grey eyes. I was caught in his gaze as he slowly leaned forward, making the gap between our lips smaller with each passing second. With a small surge of confidence I closed the gap between us, capturing Bucky lips in a sweet kiss. I could feel the fireworks exploding under my skin. The way our lips fit perfectly together, like a match made in Heaven. Bucky's arms wrapped around my thin frame as I tangled my hands in his hair. An small innocent kiss soon grew into something more before I pulled away, remembering our surroundings.

"Hey, Buck. What if someone saw that. We could be in so much trouble."

"Stevie," He grabbed my small, cold hands into his large, warm ones. Calming me down a bit. "There is no one else out here. If you want to we can head back to my apartment, you're absolutely freezing."

"Thanks Bucky, that would be great." Instead of just walking back normally Bucky insisted on carrying me, claiming I was too small and fragile. Although I didn't mind much, he was really really warm.

Once we got back to his apartment he laid me down on the couch with a bunch of blankets and disappeared into his room. When he came back he was wearing a tight fitting shirt and worn down sweatpants.

"I don't know how well these will fit but they can work for tonight." Bucky handed me a shirt and a pair of sweatpants identical to his.

"Thanks." I walked into his room to change and soon realized I was way too small to fit in his clothes. Eventually I gave up on the pants and just wore his shirt and my boxers. When I walked back out to Bucky he swiftly pulled me into his arms and hugged me against his chest.

"I don't know how you're still alive when it's this cold, you're like an icicle!" Bucky just pulled me closer and I burried my face into his chest. Being wrapped inside his arms I felt safe. I soon fell asleep, curled up in his lap, his fingers running through my hair. And I knew that i loved him, 'til the end of the line.

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word count: 1431

Yay i finally updated!!! this is a longer one and i thought it was cute. It was never edited and i wrote it all at like 1am so sorry for any mistakes but yeah, i'm going to try to get a more normal updating schedule but that probably won't happen. also feel free to leave any requests or things i could improve on (no hard feelings)

~ maddie