Aaaand I'm back! Hi hi! Did ya enjoy the last chapter? I honestly felt so proud of myself. I'm so happy with how it came out! Well, now's chapter 3!

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"Are you sure?" Natasha said, taking the picture out of Steve's grasp, "Are you sure this is similar to what Bucky Barnes looks like?"

Sam chuckled lightly, "Trust me, he's sure."

Nat gave Sam a weird look then shifted her look to Steve. Steve shook his head, wanting to fo on the task at hand. This guys wants to harm Bucky. And Steve wants to focus on protecting him, focus on how to keep Bucky safe, how to keep him alive.

"What are we going to do?" Bruce asked, cutting the tension.

"We have to tell the president," Natasha said.

"No," Steve said quickly, standing up, "No, we can't do that,"

Sam looked at him with a confused gaze, "Why not? I mean, I think the president has a right to know that his own son is in danger, I mean, it may not seem logical but hey, that's my opinion.

Steve rolled his eyes, brushing off Sam's sarcasm. "No, then he'll order more protection for Bucky and then it'll seem way obvious, I mean, wouldn't you say? One day, Bucky Barnes has two security guards following him around, staying back a couple feet, and then after this kid is taken and we're asked to figure out who this Blood Letter guys actually wants and the next day Bucky Barnes now has practically the S.W.A.T. team surrounding him the next day. I mean, I want to save this kid and protect Bucky as much as you all do, but we have to use our brains here."

Everyone was watching him, examining him, thinking about his words, letting them sink in. Then Thor, for the first time, spoke up, "He's right," He said, standing, "if we want this kid back to his family safe and have Mr. Barnes safe, then we can't make it known. We have to come at a different approach."

Tony nodded and stood up, "This is the president's son, and this is a real threat. Not some robber wanting to take our money. This is a guy who wants something, someone who means a lot to the president."

And me, Steve thought without thinking. He had to pause for a moment. Bucky means a lot to him...that can't mean anything, can it? Bucky means a lot too almost everyone. But Steve knows this is different, so completely different. In just a short amount of time, he's felt so...connected to Bucky.

It sounded crazy but, okay, well, put it this way, have you ever met someone and you just felt like they were it? Not just for a relationship or anything, but as in they were meant to be in your life.

"Alright," Tony said clapping his hands together, "anyone up for beer? I know I can use one."

Natasha lifted up her hand, "Me, definitely."

The Hawkeye raised his hand, and then Sam.

"Cap, what about you?"

Steve shook his head, "No, I actually have to head out. Call me of anything else happens?" and before the team can say anything else, he was up and out of the Avengers Tower.

Bucky walked out of the home theater with a smile, "So boys, how does it feel to unwind for a while?" He turned to look at the two body guards.

Rob chuckled, "Feels great actually. I don't remember the last time I actually sat down and let myself enjoy a movie."

Bucky's smile grew, "I'm glad you guys had fun. I hate to have body guards who are serious all the time."

The three chuckled and then Bucky was headed for the kitchen. Watching a movie and forgetting to bring snacks makes a boy hunger, ya know. As he's rummaging through the fridge, he faintly heard a knocking at the door. Assuming Rob or John would get the door, he kept looking for food.

"Bucky, you have a visitor!" Rob calls out.

Bucky gets a confused look on his face and then heads towards the door but instantly freezes.

"Steve?"

Steve stands at the door, dressed in casual clothes and with a shy smile on his face, "Hey."

Bucky's frozen state melted for the second time that day, and his smile from earlier returned, "How much does it cost to have Captain America show up personally at my door?" He teased.

Steve gave a tiny shrug, "Cup of coffee?"

Bucky's grin grew, "Sure. I mean, you probably went through a lot of security guards just to ask me for coffee," He laughed.

Steve smirked and shrugged, "Nah," Making Bucky feel light on his feet.

As he went to get his coat, he saw Rob and John getting ready to follow and held a hand up to stop them, "Hey, I think I'm fine, I've got Captain America with me," he chuckled, "I'm all good."

Steve's tummy fluttered. It was nice knowing that Bucky trusted him, trusted him with his life.

The two men nodded and stepped back.

Bucky waved at them, "Tell my dad I'll be back in a bit," And the two were out the door.

"So, what was the whole 'Avengers Emergency'?" Bucky asked as he grabbed his mocha latte.

"Ah," Steve said, grabbing his own coffee and leading the way to a table he saw, "it wasn't anything too important."

Bucky gave him a puzzled look, "You sure? You and Sam seemed pretty concerned."

Steve nodded and put on a fake smile, taking a sip of his coffee, "Yeah, just a tiny kidnapping, Tony's working on the location right now." At least it wasn't a total lie.

Bucky nodded and for a while, it was silent. Until, "What's it like?"

Steve looked up from his coffee, "Hm?" Then it clicked, "What's it like? What's what like?"

Bucky shrugged, cupping his coffee, he had no idea what else to do with his hands, "Saving lives, doing something good for the world?"

Steve's heart broke a little. It seemed as Bucky thought he wasn't doing anything to help the precious world he lived in. Is that what Bucky wanted? To help? To make a change? Like Steve wanted when he was his age, "It's nothing, really. We're just...I don't know, doing our job I think? I mean, we all chose this life, we all had to change our past and honestly, it's all worth it."

Bucky gave a small smile, "I hope I get to get that feeling one day. Ya know, when I was younger, I looked up to you -still do, and I never really paid much attention to Iron Man, or that guy with the hammer-Thor, right? It was always...you. When I was 10, dad took me to the Captain America exhibit at the Smithsonian museum. And I think that...I think that's when I really got interested. I learned your life story and I was so fascinated by you. I mean, the other night, when you told me about you and being scrawny, being 95, and all, I already knew all of that, I guess I was just curious if it was true or not. I grew up for 7 years believing I had a hero and I know for a fact I do, and I want to be just like him."

Steve...Steve was honest to God speechless. Never, ever has anyone say anything like that to him. He let's it all sink in, and yeah, he knew how grateful people were for his help and he knew kids looked up to him, called him their hero, but he was always equal with the other Avengers. But to Bucky...to Bucky, he was his own hero. He made a change in Bucky's eyes, in Bucky's eyes, he was the world hero.

"Buck," Steve choked out. He took a deep breath and tried again, "Bucky, thank you- honestly, no one has ever said anything like that to me and you don't understand how grateful I am-how it makes me feel, I just-" He sucked in another thing of fresh air, "thank you," He whispered.

Bucky smiled, "Any time Steve."

And Steve thinks he just fell in love with the president's son.

When Bucky finally got home, it was roughly around 6 o'clock. When he walked in, Steve walked him to the door of course, he had a big grin on his face. He sighed happily and walked to the kitchen to find some dinner. As he walked in, he saw his dad sitting there, eating a sandwich.

"How was your date with Steve go?" Jake asked, his mouth full.

Bucky froze as he was reaching for the fridge handle and quickly relaxed and shrugged, "Wasn't a date, but it went pretty well."

Jake lifted an eyebrow, "Really? Rob and John said you went out for coffee so I guess I just assumed."

Bucky chuckled as he shut the fridge, a water bottle in hand, "Yeah, it was just coffee, no kiss goodbyes pops, sorry."

Jake shook his head, faking disappointment, "Damn, my hopes and dreams crushed."

Bucky threw his head back and laughed, "Awe, it's alright dad, I'll get there," And gave his dad and friendly pat on the arm.

Jake smirked, "This guy's got ya hooked, doesn't he?"

Bucky groaned and plopped onto the chair, "I've been in love with Captain America since I was 10, now that I get to know Steve Rogers, dad, I'm actually going to go insane, I'm in this way too deep and I can't climb out."

Jake gave his son a look, "Do you want out?"

Bucky laid his head in his arms for a few seconds before lifting his head back up and rubbed a hand over his face, "I mean, not yet, but I'm sure I will eventually."

"Do you know when that time'll be?" Jake asked, leaning forward in his arms.

Bucky bit his lip, "When he leaves."

Steve closed the door to his apartment, flicked the lights on and tossed his keys into his key bowl and smiled. He doesn't remember being this happy. He's been through so much, with his illnesses, death of his parents, being denied to join the army countless of times and the finally joining the army, his transformation, defeating Red Skull, freezing for 70 plus years and just, everything. And now he can honestly say he was happy. He finally had someone to make him happy. Well, not officially, but maybe, maybe one day. But for now, it's okay, he's content.

He shrugged out of his coat on the way to his living room and draped it over his couch and went to the kitchen. He grabbed a beer and sat on his couch and let out a sigh. For once, not a sigh of frustration but a sigh of happiness. He smiled again and opened his beer, taking a swig.

Today's been eventful.

And honestly? Steve can say it was probably the best day he's had, take away the whole Blood Letter obstacle, Steve can think of a plan later, but for now, now he just wants to sit here, with his beer, his thoughts, his thoughts on Bucky.

Ah, Bucky. Bucky Barnes. The kid who thought Steve was his biggest hero (besides his father, of course), the kid who wanted to be like him, the kid who loved everything, the kid he fell for. Now let's think. Steve's accepting that he's falling in love with Bucky Barnes, it's dangerous, hell, it's really dangerous, but he can't help it. Bucky's got this...thing about him and Steve can't pin point it. And it's making him squirm on the inside, it was never this hard. Like with Peggy, Steve knew what about her that Steve fell for. Her beauty, braveness, and just, everything about her.

Don't get Steve wrong, he definitely think Bucky's beautiful, he thinks Bucky's fucking gorgeous. But there was something else. Something that Steve couldn't get and it was killing him.

And just in that moment, his phone went off. He fumbled while getting it out of his pocket and looked at the caller I.D.

Sam.

Steve smiled a small smile and clicked answer.

"Where's you go?" Was the first thing out of Sam's mouth.

Steve chuckled and shook his head lightly, "What?"

"At the Avengers Tower," Sam said, "When we tried to figure out what we were going to do about the guy, Blood legger?"

"Blood Letter Sam, Blood Letter," Steve said, sinking into the couch.

"Whatever, now answer my question."

Steve sighed, "I went to see Bucky."

It was quiet for a second and for a moment, Steve thought Sam hung up. Just as he's about to look at his screen to see if he was still on, Sam spoke up.

"And what'd you do?"

Steve shrugged, even though Sam couldn't see him, "We just went out for coffee, I mean, I did tell him I'd hang out with him."

"Well, yeah, but I'm pretty sure he was expecting a later date, like tomorrow or next week, not 2 hours later," Sam said in a matter-of-fact tone.

Steve sighed, frustrated this time, and rubbed his hand over his face, "I know, it's just, after the Blood Letter thing, I just, I don't know, I felt like, I felt like protecting him was my responsibility."

"Steve, Sam began, "It's not just your job, it's all of ours, you don't have to do this alone."

Steve groaned and tipped his head back, "I know, but Sam, Buck, he-he means so so much to me and I honestly think I'm falling for him, and I can't stop it."

"Whoa, okay, Steve, buddy, listen, deep breaths pal, deep breaths." Sam soothed.

Steve inhaled air through his nose and let it out through his mouth.

"There ya go," Sam said.

Once Steve recollected himself, he sat up a bit straighter, "God Sam, what am I going to do?"

"Like we discussed earlier Cap, baby steps alright? Now listen, I gotta go, I'm pretty tired, so we can talk more tomorrow alright?" Sam said.

Steve rubbed his face again, "Yeah, yeah alright, that's fine."

"Night Steve, don't stress yourself out, yeah?" Sam scolded lightly.

Steve chuckled tiredly, "Yeah yeah Sammy, don't get your panties in a twist, good night." And hung up before Sam can say anything else about the nickname.

Steve stood up, picked up his forgotten beer, downed the rest and set it in the kitchen before heading to his room.

Once he was changed and ready for bed, he plugged in his phone before settling under the covers. He stared at the ceiling and thought for a little bit.

He thought about everything, his life, his new life, this new found love he has for James Barnes, the kid who was kidnapped and just everything that's going on.

He daydreamed about what it would be like if he was actually dating Bucky. It was nice, his daydream. They were happy and there were no threats. It was peaceful. Steve ever wondered if he'd ever get to experience this in real life.

Baby steps, rogers, baby steps, were his last thoughts before he fell into a much needed slumber.

I'm such trash, v sorry. Love you guys!

Till next time, Kittens!