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[MCU Fic Rec]: "Lethe" by black_nata

TITLE: Lethe
AUTHOR: black_nata
AUTHOR'S LJ NAME: [info]black_nata, author's AO3
FANDOM: Captain America (Movies; MCU)
PAIRING: Bucky/Steve
OTHER PAIRINGS: none
GENRES: Slash, First Time, Pining, Hurt/Comfort
WARNINGS: language, graphic m/m sex *none*
CONTAINS: hurt!Steve, hurt!Bucky, pining *PTSD, Bucky trying to regain his memories, nightmares, blow job, hand job, worried!Steve, protective!Steve*
RATING: NC-17
TIME FRAME: post Captain America: The Winter Soldier
WORDS: approx 6,962
SUMMARY: "Do it," he goads. "Do it or come back home with me and let me help you. But you gotta do it now, Buck, because I can't take another moment of this hell." (Given by the author.)
NOTES: Steve's POV

Excerpt:
Later on, when he's back in his apartment —not home, never home, Steve doesn't know the word anymore—, he finds himself thinking back on Sam's words. He's always loved Bucky, like a friend, like a brother, but both Sam and Natasha seem to be implying something else. The thought lingers as he tries to sleep. He twists and turns in that bed that always feels too small, too big, too soft.

He thinks of Bucky and that dumb protective instinct of his and asks himself if maybe it was something else. How many times had Bucky kissed him on the forehead when he was sick and held him close? How many times had he pressed them together in the trenches, front to back, so they could stay warm? How many times...

No. It wasn't like that. It was just like motherly affection, nothing more. Steve sighs. He flips the pillow over to the cold side and tries to get comfy, rolling over only to get his legs tangled in the sheets, and he's just about to quit and turn on the TV when he notices the shadow on the far wall.

A pair of dark, glimmering eyes stare right back at him.

He can't help the noise he makes, and it must sound ridiculous coming from a nearly three-hundred-pound highly-trained super-soldier. "B-Buck?" he stammers. How long has he been sitting there? Something else glints in the darkness, small and sharp, in Bucky's metal hand. The red star on the deltoid looks faded. As though he'd tried to scrub it off.

"Were we lovers?" Bucky suddenly asks.

WHY I LIKE THAT FIC:
A beautifully written fic that reads like the perfect continuation of CA:TWS. After Steve is out of the hospital, he tries to find Bucky who is confused, trying to regain his memories while struggling with his programming. It's a heartbreaking, bittersweet, wonderful little fic told from Steve's POV. I loved it!

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