Warnings : Slight Angst, Fluff
Words : 671
POV: Sam
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I was rUdElY awaken by some sort of screaming noice, although I was the only one in my room and the tower was silent. The alarms are not blaring so there's no way it was an attack. Then it just dawned on me. Bucky's room is right next door and every now and then he comes out his room looking very drained. Thats when I got up and through the covers of me and walked to the door. I open it and look to left then right, seeing that no one is walking around. I mean it's about two in the morning so I would hope that no one is, apart from maybe Tony or Bruce as they're constantly in the Lab until some drags them out, mainly Steve. Anyway I walk out side the door and close it trying not to make any noice. I start to walk to Bucky's room and slowly twist the door handle open, I peak my head 'round the corner of his door and look in. I see him looking directly back, blanket wrapped around him, half on his body, half covering his face and his hair. His eyes red and slightly puffy and dried tears on his cheeks. I walk in and close the door behind me. I sit on his bed and go to touch him but he just cowers away.
"Buck... what was it about?" I ask softly, awaiting upon and soft but broken dismissal but he didn't do that he just broke down into tears, hands over his face and his tears still roll down his face, spilling from the sides of his hands. Only slightly.
I go and hug him. I wrap my arms around him and hold him. He buries his face into my shoulder and wrap his arms around me, holding me very tightly but I'm not about to complain like I usually would, he needs me right now and I'm going to be here for him. I hold him back making sure he knows he's alive, in 2018, breathing and safe in the tower. I eventually feel him start to relax and stop crying, but he's still holding me very tightly. I won't let go because he still needs me. After about an hour I look down at him and he's fast asleep on my shoulder. I lay him down on his bed, tucking him in bed and kissing his forehead. I rip a piece of paper out of a notebook and his cabinet, grab a pen and write where I'll be for when he needs me. I leave it on his cabinet and go to the door to leave. I take one last glance, and leave. I close the door fight the urge to go back in. I stand there for 15 minutes before deciding to go back in and watch over him. I walk in and sit on his bed. I get under his covers and wrap right arm around him. He turns in his sleep and snuggles into my chest. I smile softly to myself and look at him. I don't bother trying to wake him at all, he needs it. I still have the note on his cabinet, just so he knows what happened. Eventually I feel my eyes start to get heavy and close.
I wake up to Bucky still sleeping next to me. Curled up, snuggling into my chest. I look down to him and smile lightly smile, I bring my hand to his hair and run it through his hair, his short brown hair. I look down at his face to see his blue eyes looking back up at me.
"Hey buck, sleep well?" I asked him
"hmmhm." He hummed and closed his blue eyes again. I leaned down a kissed his forehead and lean back. He rolls onto my chest and cuddles into me. "Thanks for staying Sam." He says, eyes closed and arms around me.
"Anything for you Buck. Anything."
