Roswell (S. Rogers & B. Barnes)

38.

"I don't want her to hate me for this" Steve admits. "I don't want to upset her with this...."

"Whatever happens, we'll work it all out, Roswell's understanding..." Bucky explains, Steve nods.

"I'll see you later" he whispers and then leaves, shutting the door behind him, leaving Bucky alone in the apartment. His heart pounding in his chest. He takes a deep breath and looks around. Steve's outdone himself, soft light candles, soothing soft music.

.................

Bucky is pouring out a glass of whiskey when the front door opens. Roswell entering and shutting it behind her. Bucky is taking a sip when he turns to greet her, his eyes widening slightly. She's wearing a deep blue dress that reaches the floor, a plunging neckline that shows off more skin then totally necessary. Her hair curled and pinned into a small flowing crown around her head. She looks....incredible.

"Wow" he breaths as she looks over him with a smile, he knows he actually looks alright for a former brainwashed assassin.

"Look at you" she teases softly. "You look..." she softens and she smiles. "Date?" she asks, he nods. "Someone special?"

"The most" he answers watching her, her features twist a little and then she plasters on a fake smile. Steve's not batting too far off than on this then. "She's amazing" he offers, she looks away.

"Steve here?" she asks, Bucky shakes his head.

"No" he answers and then grabs the letter. "He left this" he holds it out to her, she glances to it and then sighs a little feeling a little letdown. She takes it from him and turns away to open it, Bucky goes back to his drink to wait. He watches her face, watches it twitch and shift, emotions dancing and settling on her face. She falls silent as she gets to the end of the letter.

"I don't understand" she whispers softly, then turns to Bucky who moves closer to her. "You love me?" she asks him, he nods. "And Steve wants us to..." she stops herself and frowns. He cups her cheek and she sighs relaxing slightly. "Bucky" she whispers looking to him. "Why didn't you say anything?" she asks, he shrugs.

"You and Steve" he answers. "I didn't want to hurt you two...." she looks down at Steve's letter.

"Is this real?" she asks. "Does he mean this?" she looks to Bucky.

"So far" Bucky answers. "He thinks we'd all make a good...." he cocks his head. "Couple? Throuple?"

"And he's okay with everything that means?" she asks still not getting that Steve would be okay with this. "Why?"

"Because he wants us all to be happy, together....wow I'm now hearing it how I should have heard it when he first told me and it makes so much sense" she smirks a little. "It takes a while to get over the whole shock of the idea," he tells her warmly. "But when you do think about it....me and you, Kitten, we've got this friendship that works because we trust one another, because we support one another, and spend meaningful time with one another, and we love one another" she hums a little. "And we have that with Steve too....being an us, all of us, it makes sense" She touches his face, drawing her fingers over his smooth skin, her eyes searching his as he pulls her closer to him. "My god he is going to be so smug" he whispers, she smiles softly. He searches her eyes. "You can say no" he assures her. "And it'd be okay" she shakes her head.

"I love you" she admits. "I do....this is just...a lot" she whispers, he nods in agreement. "How is this going to work?"

"I don't think he's planned that far ahead yet" he admits playing with her hair, her eyes shift slightly as she thinks about it.

"And this is something you want?" she asks him, he lifts her chin and nods.

"I thought I could get over the way I feel about you, but it's been 8 months and I just keep falling further in love with you" he admits, she stares at him. "You're too good, too pure, too perfect for me but I am still crazy about you" she touches his chest, wrapping her free hand around his wrist. He breaths softly, noses brushing over the others. "Kiss me" he pleads, she nudges his nose and then brushes her lips over his. He closes his eyes and kisses her back. She's pushed away her feelings for Bucky for so long that they all come crashing back. She is with Steve so she pushed everything else down and locked it away. Hearing that he feels the same, that Steve approves. She wraps her arms around his neck, Steve's letter clasped tightly in her hand as his own wrap around her waist. He pulls away and kisses her softly once more before smiling at her. "I think we could both use a drink" he offers. She nods a little holding onto his arms. "And we can talk and eat and then...." he kisses her forehead softly and then pulls away. "We don't have to rush this" he whispers warmly, she moves closer to him snuggling into his chest, Bucky closes his eyes and lets out a relieved breath before his arms wrap around her, his chin resting on the top of her head.

"I don't like the hair" she mumbles against his shirt, Bucky raises an eyebrow and then starts chuckles, she joins him.