"Bucky had been in so many fights that he had even gotten a reputation about being a 'bad seed' but the teachers and parents that labeled him as such didn't matter much to Bucky. Bucky didn't pick fights, but he sure as hell would finish them. When he met the blond, that was exactly what he did. However, the blond w...
"Gesturing towards his roommate, Sam introduced the pair, 'This is Steve. Steve, this is Bucky.' Bucky neighborly extended his hand out to Steve while telling the petite blond, 'Nice to meet you.' Steve eagerly took Bucky's hand and nodded. That was all he could do. Steve's mouth felt entirely too dry in that moment a...
"Hoping that Brock didn't see the blush taking hold of his face, Steve quickly dropped his gaze back down to his sketchbook. At least with his gaze trained on the page, he could pretend to be focusing. Key word being pretend. Because despite himself, there was a thrill to knowing that Brock couldn't stop watching him...
"With a sigh of relief and an ache in his heart of the longed familiarity, Bucky dropped his bag. Home, Bucky took in a grounding breath. Crossing the small room, Bucky plopped face first down on the bare twin size mattress. The frame was a bit snug with Bucky's feet almost hanging over the end of the bed. But that di...
"Then, Natasha perked. Her idea giving her so much renewed energy that Steve could practically feel it rippling through the air to him. Steve looked over at Natasha and watched as she stubbed out her cigarette on the open windowsill. Excitedly, Natasha stated, 'You should come with me.' Only it didn't sound like a sug...
Steve is a small kid who's the bottom rung on the social ladder at his high school. While walking down the hall one day, he literally crashes into Bucky Barnes, the school's track star. What happens when Bucky begins to flip through Steve's sketchbook?