Plot: first, the good old SamBucky ship (or Bam if you'd like). They are just too gay not to be first. To me, these two are switches but I personally like Top Sam and Bottom Bucky more (I know that this concept just fetishizes gay romance but what can I do, that's society for you), so im gonna write that.

This time I will change the story a lot more than in the last os, because I kinda want more fluff. Yeah, that's pretty much the plot. 

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3rd person POV:

Bucky watched Sam train with the Captain America shield, which was finally in the right hands. He couldn't help but smile a little. The mission had taught Bucky a lot about Sam, his struggles, his fears and how he overcomes them. Now that he had the shield, everything seemed fine, even though the Flag Smashers were still active.

But at least the two of them had time before finishing the mission. Finish...somehow Bucky was sad about saying bye to Sam. At the beginning they made a promise to never see each other again after the finish it but Bucky would've never expected to grow so attached to his Work Partner. 

Something told him to ask Sam if he could stay with him. But he was way to scared the slightly taller man would say no. He wasn't sure if Sam had noticed the change of Bucky's feelings or if he even cared. The metal armed man's thoughts were interrupted when a shield flew towards him, which he caught with ease.

"What was that for Sam?", he asked irritated. The other man just smiled and replied: "You seemed so deep in your thoughts and they didn't seem so good, judging by your looks, so I decided to help you out a bit." "Well thank you for caring about me but I can solve my own problems", Bucky said with a cold expression but immediately regretted it.

How should Sam get even one hint if Bucky never gave him one? Sam patted his shoulder: "You can, but you don't have to. If you want to talk, which to be honest you maybe should, I will be there, okay?" "I already have a therapist." Sam just smirked and took the shield back. "I'm taking a small break. If you want food you gotta come inside."

But Bucky stayed outside, thinking about what Sam had said, about his warm hand on his shoulder, his even warmer smile and the definitely too warm feeling inside Bucky's stomach. He didn't know what it was, but it made him smile a little.

Inside the house, Sam was waiting for Bucky to come. He was a bit worried about the super soldier, he looked really sad out there. Maybe he was still thinking about his time as the winter soldier? How many times had Sam reminded Bucky that those times were over? Still, every night they spent together, he could hear his friend have nightmares. Oh, how he just wanted to take Bucky into his arms, comfort him, make his nightmares go away.

But he couldn't do that, because they were just platonic friends. Plus, Sam didn't want Bucky to feel uncomfortable around him, so  he had to hear and watch him suffer. 

Finally, Bucky came in, looking at Sam and then at the food that he had prepared. Spaghetti carbonara. They both ate at the same time, same table, but still didn't say one word. "Bucky." "Sam?" "Do you wanna sleep in my room tonight?" Bucky slowly turned his head to look at Sam, who suddenly got super nervous: "You know, because we gotta go tomorrow and I don't want you to be exhausted from nightmares. But if you don't want to that's honestly fine I just thought it could help an-"

"Sam. You're talking too much." Bucky let out a sigh and trying not to smile like a child. "Yes I can sleep with you tonight. But I don't want to keep you awake..." Now it was Sam's turn to comfort Bucky: "You won't keep me awake. And even if, I'm awake anyways when you have a nightmare."

"You do? Am I that loud? Oh god I am so sorry, I didn't know-" "Oh god I shouldn't have said that...all I'm saying is, I do not give a shit if you keep me awake, I just want you to have one night of good sleep, even if I have to sacrifice one of mine for that." After this, nobody said anything, they just ate in peace. Afterwards Sam went back to training while Bucky washed the dishes.

He again couldn't think of anything other than Sam. Was he really so worried about Bucky? Or maybe he just wanted to make sure Bucky didnt have nightmares, so he himself could sleep? That must be true. Sam had never given him a single hint, so why on earth would he like the metal armed man?

The rest of the day went by pretty fast, although both of them were super nervous about the night. They skipped dinner, as they were still full, but probably also because their stomachs were filled with a bunch of different feelings. "I think we should go to sleep now. I bet tomorrow's gonna be a long day", Sam suggested and Bucky nodded in agreement.

As the latter walked into the room, he noticed the lack of beds, there was only one, so he assumed it was Sams. He was about to lay down on the floor when Sam walked in. "What are you doing? You're sleeping on my bed." Bucky looked at him in confusion: "Then where are you going to sleep? I'll not let you sleep on the floor, forget that." 

"Do you want me to sleep in the bed too, or what?" "Yea- ahem I mean why not? I dont really care", that was a close call. They both felt their cheeks turning red but they didn't notice it in the other. While Bucky made himself comfortable in the bed, Sam took off his shirt, but left his pants on, to not make the shorter man uncomfortable. Exactly that man happened to only now realize that Sam was shirtless and immediately looked away with red cheeks. He wasn't usually the type to get shy, but Sam just made him feel different.

"Do you not want to take your shirt off Buck? It's hot." "Nah, I'm fine", a complete lie. He was hot, but not because of the room temperature. Sam hoped into the bed, back to back they laid there, waiting to fall asleep, which Bucky eventually did. He was incredibly sleep deprived from all the nightmares, and Sams warmth made him feel safe.

A few minutes later, the new Captain America also fell asleep, although it was not for long. Pretty soon he was awakened by Bucky, panting in his sleep. He didn't look too stressed, but Sam didn't want it to escalate. He turned around and put one hand on Buckys waist, the man with the metal arm flinched but calmed down a bit.

Sam decided to scoop a little closer and pull him into a hug. Apparently Buckys nightmare was gone by then, so they both went back to peaceful sleep.

(A/N: I know, there's something similar in every other SamBucky story, but its cute and im lazy)

In the morning, Bucky was the first to wake up as he found himself in Sams arms. He debated to break free from his work partners tight grip, but he ultimately decided against it and enjoyed the hug a little longer, with a big smile on his face. That was the moment he knew, he liked Sam. Not in a platonic way, and something told him that the latter also liked him. His thoughts were interrupted by exactly that man moving behind him.

"Morning. How'd you sleep?", Captain America asked his 'Sidekick' while yawning his sleep away. "Good, actually. I dont know what you did, but it helped", Bucky answered with a slight smile, not being able to look away from Sams upper body. "Buck, you're staring." The addressed immediately looked to the ceiling, trying to hide his face. "Are you really shy right now? That's so out of character for you."

Bucky refused to talk, so Sam just told him that he would prepare breakfast and left the room, leaving the other man to overthink his whole life. Why did he act like that? Why did he blush, getting shy? Questions, that only had one answer: Sam.

The exact man who was cooking in the kitchen, also thinking about his secret crush. How could he confess? He originally wanted to do it when Bucky woke up, but he was such a coward. Finally, the metal armed man also came out of the room, sat on the table and watched Sam cook.

Neither of them said anything. It went like that the whole day. They had to rush to save some politicians that Karli held hostage, although she herself got killed, and they also went back to their usual way of speaking with each other. John Walker also turned up and decided to be useful for once, it all went by very fast.

Not soon later, Bucky found himself leaned against a car, watching Sam holding a speech that Steve would've been proud of. "Sorry, I was texting so all i heard was 'black man is stars and stripes'", Bucky joked when Captain America walked over to him, who just chuckled in response.

They walked, and walked, and talked, and...have I mentioned that they walked? Whatever, Sam decided that the distance was just too long for his tired feet to carry him, so he pulled Bucky by his waist. "What are you doing now?" "A favor", and with those words, he left the ground, hugging Bucky tight, laughing while the man he secretly loved so much screamed for him to let him down.

When they got to Sams home they were alone. Sarah and the boys were somewhere out, probably eating at a restaurant. Sam was fine with it, he could spend some alone time with Bucky. The supers soldier was still attached to him, seemingly not noticing the ground beneath him. Or maybe he just wanted to hold Sam for a little bit longer, who knows?

"Buck. Buck, you have to let go. I would like to change out of this sweaty suit." Bucky finally let go, although he wasn't too happy about it. They changed and got ready for bed. Bucky already laid on the couch, as he was used to to in Sams house, but Sam could watch him spend another night alone.

"Just one question. You wanna sleep in my bed again?", Sam asked hesitantly, but more confident than last time. Bucky, who was already tired, just nodded and shuffled into Captain Americas room.

Although his back was facing Sam at first, he turned towards him when the dark skinned man also jumped into bed. "God, do you even have an idea of how warm your body is?", the former assassin asked while scooting a bit closer. Sam didn't respond, instead he just wrapped his arms around Bucky, waiting for him to fall asleep. When he finally did, Sam whispered: "I love you. I love you so much..." Little did he know, that Bucky was actually still awake. "I love you too", was the quiet responds he got. That's when they both traveled into the land of dreams, this time not interrupted by nightmares.

The next morning Sam was the first to wake up. He thought about last night. Was it all a dream? Why did it feel so realistic? Bucky was still asleep, cuddling with Sam, even smiling a bit in his sleep. The taller guy sighed: "Did you really confess to me last night?" "Hm?", the older one asked sleepy, he had just woken up. "Oh, you're awake. Nothing. I just had a weird dream yesterday." "What was it about?"

Sam nervously scratched his head: "Just...a love confession." Bucky started giggling, while captain America looked at him confused. "Sam, that wasn't a dream." The addressed mans eyes got big: "Really? Did I...we..." A nod from Bucky was all he needed to press their lips against each other.

They both smiled into the kiss. Finally, finally it was out. No hiding, no acting weird anymore. Just love. When they parted, you could tell in their eyes, they wanted more. But still Sam asked: "You wanna go eat breakfast?" "Mmm", Bucky grumbled, as an idea popped up in his head. "Why not have breakfast in bed today?" The flirty grin was enough for Sam to understand. He crawled over Bucky and kissed him passionately, which the latter returned just as heated.

One thing led to another...you see where I'm going. But that's between those two, you know, in German, we say: PRIVATSPHÄRE!!! (Privacy), so I'll not get into detail.

(A/N: time skip cuz I'm terrible of writing the ending of a smut. But its only like 10 min later, after they cleaned everything up yk)

Finally, they could eat breakfast. Real breakfast. Both didn't say anything, they were still thinking about what just happened. "Sooo, we're an item now?", Sam asked hesitantly, but was met with a playfully annoyed response. "Really, Wilson? We confess, we kiss, heck, we even have sex, and you're still wondering?" Sam shrugged and apologized, although he knew Bucky didn't really mean it.

"Great, so were boyfriends. Now, something that I've wanted to ask you for a long time. Will you move in with me? You know, I don't want you to be lonely and I could honestly get used to mornings like this", this time, it was Bucky who was blushing, but he still agreed.

From then on, they lived happily, went on missions together and took care of Sams nephews. Their relationship grew with each day spent together.

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I swear this is living proof that im terrible at writing endings. Like, what the hell is this??

I love the beginning but the end just feels rushed. There will NOT be a second part, but SamBucky is my favorite ship so be prepared for more of them :)

I hope you still enjoyed （╹◡╹）♡