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Steve

I felt myself waking up the next morning when I felt someone come up the stairs to promptly leave again. I kept my eyes shut and started testing my surroundings with my magic.

WHY IS MY BACK WARM? WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?? WHO THE FUCK HAS THEIR ARMS AROUND ME???

I stiffened in the person's arms. Then a cracked voice spoke, their voice hardly a whisper. "Good morning, Steeb."

"Bucky?" I asked, one eye sliding open. Sure enough, one of the arms around me was metal and a black wing was lazily unfolded over me. I rolled over as best as I could in his arms to face him. His face had changed a little in the short time we were apart. His eyes were sad and more innocent, his hair hanging over his eyes and obscuring his jawbones and cheekbones, and his smile seemed more hesitant, letting a deep frown take the spot where his smile should be.

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