{"id":175263,"date":"2014-12-26T05:13:01","date_gmt":"2014-12-26T05:13:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/2014\/12\/26\/imagine-one-night-the-pipes-break-in-steves\/"},"modified":"2014-12-26T05:13:01","modified_gmt":"2014-12-26T05:13:01","slug":"imagine-one-night-the-pipes-break-in-steves","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/2014\/12\/26\/imagine-one-night-the-pipes-break-in-steves\/","title":{"rendered":"Imagine one night the pipes break in Steve’s suite, so when he goes to take a shower in the morning instead of the regular hot water he’s hit by an icy cold blast and it sends him into shock. (Teammate of your choice) finds him hours later curled up naked on his bed covered by every blanket he owns trying not to have a panic attack."},"content":{"rendered":"

imaginesteverogerss<\/a>:<\/p>\n

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When Bucky gets back to the apartment (not home<\/em>, not yet), he doesn\u2019t call out for Steve, not like he wants to. It\u2019s late, and Steve, if he knows what\u2019s good for him, should be asleep. Not waiting up, not like he used to, back when Bucky would come home from bars drunk as a skunk and with lipstick stains on his collar.\u00a0<\/p>\n

<\/span>So Bucky lets himself into the darkened apartment as quietly as possible, takes his boots off at the doorway. He\u2019s halfway to the kitchen, planning on getting himself a glass of water, when he hears the sobbing.\u00a0<\/p>\n

<\/span>The thing about Steve is, he\u2019s never been much of a crier. Well, he has, but not the kind that makes a fuss about it. Always these little gasps, shoving his fist into his mouth to keep himself from getting any louder.\u00a0<\/p>\n

<\/span>So when Bucky hears a choked-off sob cut through the apartment, he doesn\u2019t hesitate. Doesn\u2019t bother to take off his gear, just heads to Steve\u2019s bedroom, only hesitates for a moment at the closed door.\u00a0<\/p>\n

<\/span>A large, shaking bundle of blankets is in the center of Steve\u2019s bed, and oh. It\u2019s one of those nights.<\/p>\n

<\/span>This time there are at least seven blankets. It\u2019s hard to count, really, because even though most everything Steve does tends to Army-neat, this isn\u2019t. He\u2019s all tangled up in them, so much so that Bucky wonders how he can even breathe.\u00a0<\/p>\n

<\/span>A few seconds of peeling away blankets, and, there, Steve\u2019s looking at him, face suspiciously shiny in the moonlight. The sight of Bucky seems to just make him cry harder. \u201cB-uck, I-i-i-i wanted to be\u2014\u201d deep, heavy breath, \u201cwanted it to be ov-er before you\u2026\u201d And then he\u2019s just crying, the hitches in his breathing letting Bucky know a panic attack might be close.\u00a0<\/p>\n

<\/span>He\u2019s a little surprised, honestly, when he finds Steve naked under the blankets, but doesn\u2019t stop, just keeps moving them around, making space for himself.\u00a0<\/p>\n

<\/span>Steve stiffens at first, and Bucky imagines the uniform must feel strange, pressed against his skin, but a second later he\u2019s pressing closer, tangling their legs together. Steve\u2019s always been tactile, especially like this, so Bucky goes with it, brings his flesh arm up to cup the back of Steve\u2019s neck. \u201cWhere are you, Stevie?\u201d he asks, trying to be gentle. It\u2019s still hard for him, sometimes. He\u2019s still scared.<\/p>\n

<\/span>\u201cC-old,\u201d Steve says, his breathing already a little better.<\/p>\n

<\/span>\u201cJust like old times then, huh? Me keeping your skinny ass warm in Brooklyn.\u201d Bucky smiles at the memory. \u201cBut where are we right now?\u201d<\/p>\n

<\/span>It takes Steve a minute, but that\u2019s okay. Bucky waits. \u201cStark Tower. 2014.\u201d<\/p>\n

<\/span>\u201cYou know what we\u2019re gonna do tomorrow?\u201d<\/p>\n

<\/span>\u201cD-debriefing?\u201d<\/p>\n

<\/span>Bucky laughs, but makes sure to keep it soft. \u201cWell, first I\u2019m gonna tell Fury to fuck off. I can debrief later. But we\u2019re gonna go to that park, the one that Sam always walks his dog at? That\u2019s your favorite, isn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n

<\/span>Steve nods.<\/p>\n

<\/span>\u201cWe\u2019re gonna go to that park, and, hell, maybe we\u2019ll invite some other people too\u2014\u201d Steve shakes his head. \u201cOk, just the two of us. And you\u2019ll bring your sketchbook and make like the artsy nerd you are, and I\u2019ll bring that new magazine Nat bought me, and about every five seconds some nervous little kid is gonna approach you and ask for a picture and then give you a hug and you\u2019re gonna tear up every time.\u201d<\/p>\n

<\/span>\u201cWill not.\u201d<\/p>\n

<\/span>\u201cShush, you big sap, I\u2019m trying to talk. We\u2019ll just be there, the two of us, and the sun\u2019ll be out\u2014checked that app on my phone just before I got back, said the sky\u2019s gonna be crystal clear. You\u2019ll be able to feel it on your skin, all nice and warm. Sound all right to you?\u201d<\/p>\n

<\/span>\u201cYeah,\u201d Steve says, clears his throat. \u201cYeah.\u201d Their noses are touching, breaths mingling.\u00a0<\/p>\n

<\/span>Bucky hesitates. \u201cWant me go change? The kevlar can\u2019t feel that great\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n

<\/span>\u201cStay. Please.\u201d Steve\u2019s chewing his lip, not meeting Bucky\u2019s eyes.<\/p>\n

<\/span>So Bucky stays.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

imaginesteverogerss: When Bucky gets back to the apartment (not home, not yet), he doesn\u2019t call out for Steve, not like he wants to. It\u2019s late, and Steve, if he knows what\u2019s good for him, should be asleep. Not waiting up, not like he used to, back when Bucky would come home from bars drunk as … <\/p>\n

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