"Shit Sam that hurts!" Bucky hissed as Sam poured rubbing alcohol onto his hand.

"We have to clean it otherwise it could get infected."

"Yeah but it hurts."

"You're a Super Soldier." Sam deadpanned.

"That doesn't mean it doesn't hurt!"

"Whatever I'm done cleaning it anyway." Sam grabbed the largest bandaid from the box and started unwrapping it.

Bucky looked down at the mess of broken glass still on the floor.

"Don't worry about that Bucky I'll sweep it up. You can go sleep, we've been awake for over 24 hours."

"That's normal for me."

"But it shouldn't be. Go to bed. I'll clean up." Sam said as he put the bandage on Bucky's cut.

"I made the mess. I'll clean it up." Bucky said yawning.

"Go to bed Bucky."

Bucky sighed deeply and nodded. "Thanks."

"No problem." Sam replied.

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Sam hadn't gone to sleep at all. He was still sitting on the couch watching random movies on Netflix. He looked at his phone and winced at the bright light. It was 3 am. He moved to set his phone down and start another movie when he heard a scream.

Sam ran to Bucky's room to make sure he was okay. He knew Bucky was probably having a nightmare. Sam needed to wake him up.

When Sam got to Bucky's door he turned the knob and pushed but it didn't budge. "FRIDAY UNLOCK THE DOOR!"

He heard a click and walked into the room. He looked around and saw Bucky laying on the bed. He was covered in sweat and his face was squeezed tight. "Bucky" Sam stayed quiet at first trying not to scare him. After he got no reaction he tried again. "Bucky!" Still nothing.

Sam slowly approached the bed and could now see that Bucky was only wearing his pajama pants. He lightly tapped Bucky on the shoulder. "Bucky?" He whispered.

Bucky shifted under the covers and groaned. Sam tapped him again. "Bucky" he said a little louder.

Bucky's hand immediately grabbed Sam's wrist tight. "Bucky it's Sam!" He tried to get out of his grip but it didn't work.

"Jamie!" Sam whisper-yelled.

Bucky's face relaxed slightly and so did his grip. Sam was able to take his arm away from Bucky and he rubbed it gently. It was definitely going to bruise but he didn't mind.

Bucky sighed and opened his eyes slightly.

"Sam?" He said, his voice rough from the sleep.

"Yeah it's me." Sam sighed. He's awake, that's good.

Bucky sat up and blinked, trying to wake himself up more. "Why the hell did you do that. I could have killed you Sam."

Sam shrugged "You were screaming and I didn't want to leave you in your nightmare. Now c'mon, let's go to the kitchen. I'm hungry."

Bucky sighed and got up. He followed Sam out of his room and sat down on a barstool as Sam looked in the cupboards for cereal.

"Fruity Pebbles or Cheerios?" Sam asked him while still rummaging through the cabinet.

"Either is fine. Thanks."

Sam grabbed the Fruity Pebbles and got out the milk and bowls. Bucky watched as Sam poured the milk on top of the cereal and furrowed his brows when he saw the red mark on Sam's wrist.

"Did I do that?" He questioned, gesturing to Sam's wrist.

"It's not a big deal Bucky. It's fine." Sam said shrugging it off.

"Are you fucking kidding me?? No it's not fine Sam! I COULD HAVE KILLED YOU!" Bucky breathing quickened to the point of hyperventilation. Sam noticed this and walked over to him.

"Bucky. It's okay. I'm fine, you're fine. I wouldn't have woken you up if I didn't feel safe doing so." Bucky's breathing slowed down a little as he processed what Sam was saying.

Bucky took a big breath. "Can you at least poke me with a stick or something next time so I don't bruise your arm?"

Sam chuckled a little. "Whatever Jamie." He served Bucky his cereal and they ate in silence.

A few minutes later Bucky spoke. "Thanks for waking me up."

Sam smiled, "No problem."

"Wait did you call me Jamie?" Bucky asked.

Sam's eyes widened slightly as he took a step back. "....maybe?"

Bucky laughed quietly, "It's fine Sam, I don't mind."

This shocked Sam. "You don't mind that I called you Jamie?" He sounded like Bucky had just said something crazy.

Bucky laughed again, "No, I mean we literally made out yesterday. There's more important things to worry about than you calling me Jamie."

"More important things?" Sam questioned, amused that Bucky admitted to what happened, "Like what?"

Bucky's face grew a tinge of pink, and it didn't go unnoticed by Sam. He cleared his throat softly, "I plead the fifth?"

Sam rolled his eyes and laughed. "Fine but you're telling me someday." He taunted, leaning on the counter across from Bucky.

"Hey it's not my fault you kissed me!" Bucky said throwing his hands up in defense.

"No no, I gave you a peck, you full on made out with me." Sam challenged with a slight smirk.

"Yeah but you went with it!"

"Oh you're going to play that game?" Sam questioned as he walked around the counter to Bucky.

Bucky nodded. "Yes I think I will play that game." He said as he crossed his arms, swiveling the barstool to face Sam.

Sam made his way in front of Bucky. He tilted his head looking into Bucky's eyes, crouching slightly to meet his level. "Hi Jamie." He said with a smirk.

Bucky's face grew redder at this as he tried to look at anything but Sam.

Noticing this, Sam lightly grabbed Bucky's chin, turning it toward him, and looked him in the eyes. "You want to kiss me, don't you Jamie?"

Bucky's face reddened even more, if possible. "Fuck you." Bucky said, feeling his heart beat out of his chest.

"Oh I bet you want to Jamie. But that's gonna have to wait." Sam's smirk only grew larger.

Bucky rolled his eyes and met Sam's lips forcefully. This caused Sam to back up slightly, allowing Bucky to stand up and push Sam against the wall. This kiss was much more passionate than the last. Bucky rested his hands on Sam's waist, continuing to push him into the wall, while Sam's hands were on the others back, pulling him closer. Bucky bit Sam's lip and Sam allowed him to deepen the kiss. He let Bucky take full control.

They pulled back for air after a couple minutes and Sam gave an out-of-breath laugh after seeing Bucky's lips all red and puffy. Bucky smiled, "Are you even gay? Or Bi or Pan maybe?" He chuckled. "I just didn't think you'd be into guys"

Sam laughed again, "I've thought I could be Bi and I guess I just confirmed it." He shrugged with a smile.

"So what do we do now?" Bucky asked.

"We could just go with it." Sam said while searching Bucky's eyes for disapproval.

Bucky smiled, "Alright. We'll go with it."