Steve's P.O.V:

Flashback:

"Hey, are you okay?"

"I…I'm fine."

"No, you're not. Here, let me help you."

A man, wearing as soldier's uniform helps me up and helps me to walk out the alleyway with one arm, slung over their shoulder then helps me walk up the metal stairs that lead to my apartment. The both of us reach the door, where with my trembling hand get out my key, only to drop it onto the mat, thankfully then he leans down, picking it up for me and slides it the lock. He turns it and we step inside the both of us, while he still with the key in his hand closes the door behind him then locking the front door, walks me into the sitting room.

He leads me around the sofa, with the swirling blue and red blanket still over the back of it and picking me up, so suddenly that give a slight "eep" noise at it then he is lying me down on it. He heads off into the kitchen, while I lay there with my head resting on the pillow and listen to the tap running then he comes back over holding a slightly damp cloth. Neither of us speak, while he wipes away the dried blood and dirt off my face then I notice that is looking at me in a certain way.

My cheeks heat up, blush rising on them so heavily and when he bends down, wonder should I be doing this then his hand is cupping my cheek, lightly as he bends down his head, kissing me lightly on my lips to test my reaction. I don't mind it and so, he bends down again to fully cover my lips as he gets between my legs which I part to allow him to slip between them. It is gentle and my First Kiss that I just bring my hand up to sift my hand through their soft hair.

"Steve…my name is Steve Rogers."

"Bucky or James Buchanan Barnes. You can call me, Bucky if you want."

"Bucky…. kiss me, again."

End of Flashback

A heart monitor steadily beeping, muffled voices speaking nearby make me weakly flutter my eyes open to see a blurry vision of Bucky, talking to a person in a white coat then I going to move, a groan of pain comes from at the twinge that comes from around my waist.

"Steve?!" I hear, Bucky saying as he notices that I've woken up and comes rushing over to me as I weakly turn my head on the pillow, seeing it is him standing there as my vision fully clears to reveal I'm a Hospital Bed.

"Bucky…. What happened to me?" I gasp out, which makes him come around the bed and take hold of my hands, while he sits down in a chair placed close to the bed then goes to open his mouth, when the curtain is pulled back slightly as I see Stark is standing there.

Stark.

Why you here?

What do want?

Have you come to tell me something?

I already know…. about what transpired between the two of you.

"I'm glad to see, you're okay…. Cap. If Bucky, hadn't dived into the water to save you. Well, let's not think about that now." He says, the bed dipping slightly under his weight as he sits down on it and looks at us both, while I notice Bucky, seems to tense at the gaze then something is being placed in the palm of my free hand, which looking down suddenly see it is the ring that I had given to Bucky.

I can't speak, because what had handed me was something which I had promised to Bucky then Stark, gets off the bed and standing up, straight looks at the both of us.

"Take good care of him." Stark says to Bucky, who nods silently in reply and soon the both of us are left alone, while I look at the ring in the palm of my right hand then turn my face to look at my lover.

Looking at his hand, I take hold of it and slip the ring back in the place – where I first put it – then he flicks his eyes up to me, leaning forwards to gently kiss me on the lips, which makes me pull him closer to me as it soon becomes a much deeper kiss. I change the position each time, hearing him start to breathe heavily through his nostrils and clamber into my lap, careful though to avoid where the bandage is wrapped around me.

He has managed to straddle me in some way and letting go of his lips, bend my head down to his neck – still seeing Stark's love bite, which he been given - then placing my lips against it, begin to trail them up and down.

Winter Soldier's P.O.V:

I know, we shouldn't be doing this and should be letting him heal from what had happened to him. Yet, I can't stop him and begin to gasp breathlessly at the feel of him, trailing his lips up and down it then he pulls back from my neck.

I go to slide of him, when he grabs hold of me and flips me onto my back, getting over then places his hands, either side of my forehead. I feel almost vulnerable with him, looking down at me like this and yet, I know he is not an enemy in disguise then he moves to lay next to me, placing a hand on my chest.

"I... know you and Stark...were with each other. But, I know it was because he forced you too, with lust for you." He whispers, making me turn my face to look at him and taking hold of his hand, grip it tightly as he leans his face, closer to mine.

"I won't ask, I you know about it. Just, I love you, Steve...I love...you." I whisper, voice breaking in the process and soon, feel his lips cover mine in a gentle kiss, which becomes more heated when I press my body into his.

He fully takes hold of me, wrapping his arms around me then let's go of my lips, pulling my head down to rest on his chest. He says no more, just sifts his hand through my hair as the both of lay there on the Hospital bed, embracing each-other.

Holding each other and not letting go.