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Steve Rogers - Come back to me

The soft covers warm me up on this cold winter night. Although, the heat that my boyfriend provides helps a lot. I snuggle up to my boyfriend, Steve, and wrap the covers around us to keep is snug. Resting my head on his chest I let out a content sigh.

Soon, Steve starts groaning. "Steve? Honey, what's the matter?" I whisper trying to wake him. He whimpers and thrashes slightly. "Bucky! No! No! Please no..." Steve whimpers.  I sit up and place a gentle hand on his shoulder. "Stevie, love, it's just a nightmare. It's not real." I whisper, shaking him slightly.

He gasps and bolts up panting. "Shh, shhh, Steve it's alright. You're not in the war anymore. Bucky's fine. He's right next door." I coo reaching out for his shoulder. He flinches and jumps off the bed trying to run away, however his legs give out. I jump off the bed but Steve backs up against the wall.

His breathing is erratic. "Steve? Honey, it's me. It's Y/n. You're safe. Nothing is going to hurt you." I coo. I squat down in front of him and hold out my hand. "Bucky." He mumbles. "It's alright Steve. Come with me and we'll go get Bucky." I smile. He stares at me with glazed eyes. "You don't know me do you?" I smile sadly. He just stares at me.

"I'm Y/n. You're Steve. I'm your fiancé. You survived. In 1945 you crashed a plane into ice. S.H.I.E.L.D found you and brought you back. You're safe Steve. Nothing will ever happen to you. I promise." I smile. I scoot closer to him and he lays on my lap crying softly. I stroke his head gently as he lets out heart breaking sobs.

"You want Bucky, baby?" I coo. He nods in between sobs. "F.R.I.D.A.Y can you wake Bucky up please?" I ask. "Of course Miss L/n." She replies. I pull Steve onto my lap and he cuddles into me. I gently rock Steve and he lays motionless in my arms. He stays silent and stares at the wall.

Soon Bucky knocks on the door. "Come in." I call. Bucky walks into the room and shuts the door behind him. "Bucky, thank god." I sigh relieved. He sits on the floor next to us. "Hey punk." Bucky whispers. "I need you to focus for me Steve." Bucky smiles. "Bucky." Steve mumbles. "Yeah, Steve, it's me." Bucky chuckles. "Y/n's here too. You're safe pal." Bucky comforts Steve.

"We're here with you Steve." I whisper, kissing his head. "Bucky." Steve begs. "I think he wants you." I smile sadly. I hand Steve over to Bucky, who cuddles him and nuzzles into his hair. "I've got you Stevie." Bucky whispers. "You love him don't you?" I whisper. Bucky blushes and nods ashamed.

"Don't be ashamed. He loves you too. We've spoken about it. We want you in the relationship with us. It makes Steve happy. If he's happy then I'm happy." I smile. "You mean, a relationship with the three of us?" Bucky stutters. I nod. I grab his hand. "Besides, if I'm being honest, I always thought you were cute." I grin.

"Steve needs you. Just like you need him. I need him to feel safe. You provide that for him Bucky." I smile. "Come on, let's get this punk to bed." Bucky grins softly.

He lifts Steve, who is already asleep again, back into bed. I climb next to Steve and kiss his head. "You staying?" I ask Bucky. He nods and curls up on the other side of Steve.

Finally my two soldiers drift off to sleep.