Hey Y'all! Sorry for making the first one about me! It's just that I have no requests right now so I'm writing what comes to mind! - Red
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They gave each other hope. One, an old assassin who's age was hidden behind a metal arm, and the other, a gold and white winged beauty whose fire wielding abilities were masked by a silver wing.

Kate was sat in her room. A little figure of Bucky made of fire sat in the palm of her hand. Her left wing, Hydras metal wing, glinted in the moonlight. The huge, red, star that was painted onto the back of the wing was barely visible out of her peripheral vision. Her other wing, which was a light gold mixed with white, sat gently on her cream, black, and grey comforter.

She had just woken up from a nightmare that held her worst fears. She had felt like a small bird, trapped in a cage of her worst fears when she woke. She had dreamt of being forced to kill Bucky by burning him alive. It wasn't his screaming that woke her, but rather the sinister smile which had lived on her face. It felt like her heart had been stabbed twenty times as she watched Bucky die slowly.
She had woken in cold sweat and fright. Turning to what calmed her down most, Kate made a small figure of Bucky out of fire, letting the flames that rested in her hand illuminate the dark area around her.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a soft rapping at the door. She quickly dismissed the figure and walked to the door. Her wings folding behind her back as she got up. When she opened the door she saw a nightmare before her.

Bucky's eyes were blood shot and bags hung under them. The usually piercing blue color of his eyes had been dulled to such an extreme that they looked grey and nearly lifeless, for there was almost no life in them. He has the remains of tears staining his face while his cheeks and nose were crimson. His posture was set in such a way that said he was exhausted and about ready to give up, fall on the floor, and pass out.

"Kate." Bucky called quietly to her.

She walked over to him and let him lean on her. She knew he was having nightmares again. Kate brought Bucky over to her bed and gently sat him down. She then sat next to him.

"What's wrong Buck?" Kate asked even though she already knew.

"The nightmares won't end Kate. I can't sleep for five minutes without waking up in a cold sweat with tears running down my face! I'm hopeless..." Bucky was nearly yelling by the time he finished. He remembered that there were others sleeping on this floor and quieted down to a whisper.

"Please don't say that Bucky," Kate started with a quiet tone so it didn't seem as though she were commanding him, "because, If you are hopeless then how do you have a past of countless yesterdays and a future of endless possibilities?""  

This seemed to make Bucky think.

"You are never going to be hopeless Bucky. You're a beautiful and handsome person who is by far smarter than me in many aspects. You have the coolest metal arm out there-"

Bucky cut in, "Yeah, but you have a metal wing." He put and emphasis on 'wing'. 

"Yes, I do, but I don't use my wings nearly as much as you use your arm. As I was saying, you have so many qualities that many people could only dream of having! There is no way you could ever be hopeless because you are you! You're the best person I know and I couldn't wish for a better best bud!"

When Kate finished Bucky just stared at her. She couldn't tell if it was because he was tired or if he was thinking of something.
'Maybe I said something wrong' Kate said as she looked down.

Bucky saw Kate drop her head and grow a look of disappointment on her face.
'Oh God, I stared too long!' Bucky thought. Before he knew what he was doing he grabbed her face and gently pressed his lips to hers.

She was surprised to say the least. She quickly kissed him back once she realized what was going on. Bucky was kissing her.

Kate's hands found their way into Bucky's long brunette hair as Bucky had one hand on her waist and is metal hand on the side of her face.

"I can't tell you how long I've wanted to do that." Bucky said when they broke. He sounded a little out of breath which made Kate's heart skip a beat.

"Nor can I." Kate replied simply.

Kate then rested her ginger-haired head on Bucky's metal shoulder. Her metal wing wrapped around him from behind. Bucky wrapped his metal arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him. They sat like that for a few minutes before Bucky broke the silence.
"Can I stay here for the night?"

"Of course you can Bucky." Kate replied with a kind tone and a gentle pat on the back.

Kate got up and went to the other side of her bed and got under her comforter and pewter sheets next to Bucky. She laid down facing him as he hid facing her. Bucky wrapped his arms around Kate as she rested her head on his chest.

"Thanks for giving me some hope Kate." Bucky whispered as he fell asleep. Kate fell asleep not long after whispering a small, "You're welcome."