Stucky One Shots (Requests Open)

Sick

Summary: Bucky is sick

Bucky awoke the morning feeling like total crap. He had the worst migraine, his nose was stuffy, he was super cold, and he raced over to the bathroom hunching over the toilet to vomit.

Whenever Bucky was sick he never liked informing Steve, only because he felt like a burden, whenever Steve took care of him. Even though they're husbands and been together for years, he always still felt like that. Besides, he's a big boy, he can take care of himself.

So he got himself back up and found Steve in the kitchen making breakfast. When they were eating, Bucky made sure to have every sniffle to be as discreet as possible. But every time he would, Steve gave him a concerned look.

"Buck, you alright?" Bucky nodded,"I'm okay Steve." When he spoke, he sounded congested, so Steve didn't really believe his statement. "You don't sound find. Are you coming down with something?" Steve asked again.

"I said I'm fine." Bucky snapped and left the table.

He realized he shouldn't have snapped like he did. Bucky didn't want Steve to worry that's all. With one long sigh, he walked back into the kitchen, so he could apologize to his husband.

"I'm sorry for getting worked up like that. I didn't mean to."

Steve stood up and walked closer to him, he put the back of his hand on Bucky's forehead, then both cheeks.

"Bucky you're burning up. Why wouldn't you tell me you weren't feeling well?" Steve asked, but when Bucky wouldn't look at him, he placed a finger underneath his chin, so that they would make eye contact.

"I just feel like you worry about me too much when I'm sick. I can handle myself, you have better things to do than to worry about me. I don't want to be taken care of and be a burden." He shyly admitted.

"I've seen you try to handle yourself when you're sick. If I must remind you, it didn't go too well. If you forgot, I'm your husband. I have to take care of you. What kind of husband would I be if I didn't take care of you?"

"I'm sorry. I know I should've told you, I just know how stressed you are with everything right now." Steve snaked his arm around his waist. "All those things are pushed aside now. I need to take care of my priority. Let's go." Then he picked Bucky up bridal style to their bedroom.

"You're being real cliché, you know that?" Steve nodded,"I know, blame the writer."