Summer In Paradise

posting what I have so far so it motivates me to write more. Fixing an old fic I began when I was around 12-14. All grammatical and format errors are mine. I've tried my best to do research, but understand that I am still able to make mistakes, feel free to tell me what I've gotten wrong and what not (especially when it comes to war, mental health, etc).

INFO: Alternate Universe where Steve came out of the ice, helped with the Battle of NY, and then retired into the countryside. Bucky was born in the early 90's, joined the army right out of highschool (age 18) and lasted two and a half tours (2 ½ years - age 21) in Afghanistan before a bomb went off and took his left arm which left him to be honourably disharged.
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" During the last couple years of his life, Bucky felt lost. He was lost in his past - all the memories that never seem to let him rest his eyes at night, and his future - all the struggles that he knew he'd have to unbury one day and face with more valor than he ever had to use while overseas.

But right now, for the first time in a while, he is content. As he floats in the misty dark water of the lake, his eyes gaze towards the bright night sky. He'd like to give all the credit to himself, to brag to his unlucky-stars that he's finally figured things out. But if he did that, he'd be lying to himself.

Because its all thanks to Steve, the man floating right beside him in the calm, clear water "