Till time tear us apart

Confusion is an understatement

He didn't fully wake up for a couple of hours, too comfortable to really try to move. And finally that was the realization that make him open his eyes with confusion. Did Bucky buy him a new bed? With what money? They barely can pay their rent, nevermind furniture.

Then the second thing that make him confuse was the sight of a stranger dressing up at a side of his bed... actually this didn't even seem to be his room.

"Uh, you finally awake? You sure didn't seem to be a heavy sleeper."

Because he isn't, but it probably was the first time he ever sleep on something so soft. Still this wasn't the most immediate problem, "Who are you?" And why his voice was so different?

The guy let out a snort full of disbelief, "I should have expected this, you were pretty hung up last night." Then he stopped and gave him a lopsided smile while making his way up the bed, "but hey, no hard feelings, last night was great. I wouldn't mind a repeat."

Steve wasn't sure he understood what this person was talking about, not until the man closed up the space between them and crashed their lips. His eyes opened up like saucers, all the sleep abandoning him while shock tensed up his muscles and enable his body from moving.

The stranger separated and looked into his eyes, searching for something. Finally, when he didn't find it, he let out a disappointed sigh and jumped out of bed to finish putting his shoes on, "it seems that no."

Steve didn't answer —too shocked to normally function— and so just looked in silence how the (obviously handsome) man deemed himself ready in from of a full body mirror for later making his way to the door. With a short: "Remember to lock the door when you leave." He was gone.

He didn't make an habit out of swearing, but... what the fuck happened last night? He is pretty sure he made it back home thanks to Bucky. Or maybe that didn't happened, he did hurt his head after not ignoring the banter some guys at the bar were throwing his way. It was Bucky's fault he was there in the first place, he and his idea of getting Steve a date with some fine dame. Steve appreciates his friend's support, but the reality was that he wasn't exactly every woman's dream. The fact that the girl who supposedly was his date ended up more interested in his friend was the very prove of it.

Still, nothing of what he recalls can explain why he is actually on some stranger's bed. Naked.

Oh god, he is naked.

And he is pretty sure he didn't had so much weight on his chest before, or his hair being that long and brown.