Steve looked at the small notebook and pencil and quickly took them, putting them into the pockets of his jacket before looking back up at Bucky slowly once more. “What if I try to hurt you?” he asked quietly. “I… I have nightmares. What if I keep you up at night or…” he trailed off and swallowed hard. “I don’t wanna be a burden to anyone. It’s why I kept hidin’ from you and everyone else.”
Bucky couldn’t help the smile as Steve took the sketchbook and pencil. There was still Steve under all that torture. “I can handle it easier than anyone else, Stevie.” he assured. He was quiet as the other continued, looking down for a moment. “You aren’t the only one who has nightmares. I don’t sleep most nights.” he replied, ice blue eyes looking up at him. “Steve, you could never, ever be a burden to me. Till the end of the line, right?”
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