A/N: second chapter~
Still, it's a short chapter as well since I'm still considering if to continue uploading this.
I promise that the next chapters would be longer.
I hope.

"What?" Steve heard a faded voice. It sounded so far away...
"Thanks for informing me."
The voice sounded a bit closer, but he still couldn't recognize it. "I'll come to handle it."
Steve slowly opened his eyes, noticing a man standing next to him. He jumped in surprise and got as far as he could.
"Wow there, relax..."
Steve looked around him. He didn't recognize the place. The room was ridiculously huge with a glass window with the view of the...-
He stood up and walked to the window, putting a hand on it. It was amazing. He had never seen the ocean and now...it was just a few meters away from him.
He completely forgot all about his illness. The only thing he wanted now was to get into the water and learn how to swim.
"How old are you?" Tony's voice from behind him asked.
"25 sir..." Steve answered quietly, still looking amazed at the sea. He didn't look like that of course. He was weak, skinny and short. He looked no older than 19...
"Did something happen in the hospital..?" Steve asked in wonder.
"Uh, yeah. One of the patients died."
This comment made Steve turn to face Tony. "Who...?" He asked in worry. Tony looked though his cell phone until he found what he looked for.
"Bucky Barnes."
Steve froze. No...Nothing but this...
He turned back around, leaning his forehead against the window and started crying. Bucky was the only one who was there for him, who was kind to him. And now he was gone.
He couldn't believe it...
"Are you okay?" Tony asked, noticing something is wrong with Steve.
"No...Leave me alone..." Steve said coldly. Now that Bucky was gone, he had no reason to go back.
He didn't want to get back.

'Hold your hands like this...' Bucky said as he helped Steve get into position. Since he was healthier than Steve he could do still that Steve couldn't. Fighting was one of them. But he agreed to give Steve a lesson or two since Steve didn't stop nagging him about that.
'Now, I'd attack you slowly, I won't actually hurt you. And I want you to block me,' Bucky demonstrated Steve what to do twice, 'like this. Got it?'
Steve nodded. Bucky smiled and got a bit away.
'Ready?'
Steve nodded again and Bucky attacked.
Everything happened too fast. Steve didn't have the chance to protect himself, they both fell. Bucky chuckled. 'You're terrible...' He said to Steve.
Steve pouted. 'I'm a slow learner...'
Bucky rolled his eyes amused. He kissed Steve's forehead and stood up, helping his friend to stand up as well. 'Don't worry, I'll be there for you. '
'Thanks...' Steve smiled lightly, 'but I want to try again...' Bucky patted Steve's head and nodded. Steve got into position.

Steve slowly slid into a sitting position, burying his face in his hands. Bucky was the only one who was there for him. He was his closest friend...
"Hey..." Tony walked to Steve's direction and put a hand on Steve's shoulder.
"I've told you to leave me alone..!" Steve raised his voice. Bad choice. Soon enough he started coughing again, his head started to spin. He easily forgot he's still sick.
Steve searched for his inhaler, Tony brought it to him.
After Steve could breathe again he sobbed. "Sir.. I'm begging you.. Don't send me back.. I.. I-I have nobody.." Steve said as he looked down and cried harder.
"You need someone who'd take care of you. I've looked at your medical file, you can get 3 different kinds of flu just by stepping out of the house in the winter. You need a medical care."
Steve shook his head. He didn't want to hear it. He didn't want to hear a single word about it. He hated the hospital and he hated Tony. He didn't want to be locked there. Because of the winter, he'd be forced to stay 3-4 months in his room, and now, without Bucky to comfort him, or make him laugh, or sneak hot chocolate for him...
"I-I'll do anything...just please...don't take me back there..." He begged. His mother passed away, his best friend just died, he didn't have a home or a place to go.
But even the street was better than that place.
"Was he your friend...?" Tony asked calmly. Steve nodded lightly. His crying turned into sobbing. His head hurt badly so he leaned it against the cool wall, tears still falling from him eyes.
"I'll do anything..." He repeated, "anything but going back there..."
"Why don't you want to go back to the hospital..?"
"This place ruined my life.. I've been there for most of my years.. All I wanted is to go out.. To see the city.. And most I wanted to see the ocean.." Steve said as he stood up and put a hand on the window, looking at the ocean, "it's the first time, I ever saw something more than the hospital.." He slowly turned to look at Tony. "I'm begging you sir...I'll work for you, I'll do whatever you ask, I swear. Just don't send me back there..."
Tony looked at the guy in front of him. He really looked like he has been through a lot. It sounded more like he begged for his life than for his freedom.
Steve looked back outside. "I've heard the doctors...none of them believes I'd survive more than another year..." He said quietly, "if that's true, I want to do all I ever wanted to...not to spend my last year in that place..." Steve couldn't believe he's actually begging for a mercy from the guy who destroyed his life.
But he had no other choice. That guy was the only thing that could decide if to have a mercy for him, or be the terrible person Steve believes he is and take him back.
"Your last year huh..? Well, let's make sure then that it's going to be the best year of your life." Tony smiled lightly. Steve looked at Tony surprised. He's actually letting him stay.
Steve smiled lightly.
"Thank you..." He said before passing out.

A/N: Please tell me your opinion about this story since I really want to know what are you thinking about it~