*~When they got in the elevator, Bu

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When they got in the elevator, Bucky hit the button for Tony’s floor. Tony was still tense and you could tell he was trying not to cry. When they reached Tony’s floor he lead Tony to the couch where he placed him in between his legs and hugged him from behind. Tony burst into tears, making his breathing quicken even more. He was a mess, but Bucky knew how it felt. After being kidnapped by Hydra and being tortured and mentally un-done he had had many nights where he would have flashbacks to when they were testing the arm, or when they would beat him if he hadn’t completed his mission following the specific guidelines. The worst one he ever got was when they ripped his bionic arm off after he failed a mission. It screwed up his nerve endings and the feeling in his arm had never been the same.

Tony was still shaking and crying hard. He spun around in Bucky’s lap and wrapped his arms around the silent man’s neck and cried into his shoulder. Bucky wrapped his arms around the shorter mans back and rubbed circles on it. Bucky, for the first time in months, years even, wanted to speak. He wanted to ask Tony how long the nightmares had been happening. What they were about. He wanted to let him know it was okay, that he could relate. For now though, it was enough to just hold him as he let all of his pain out. Bucky sat back with back against the couch’s armrest and put his feet up on the opposite end of the couch. Tony was lying face down on top of him still holding on to Bucky, and he was still crying but it seemed like he was starting to calm down some. Bucky just continued to rub his back with his other hand on the back of Tony’s head holding him against his chest.

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After Tony’s shower he decided to grab some more coffee to keep him awake, considering he was running on little sleep. When he entered to kitchen everyone was at the table and Bucky was sitting in his usual spot at the breakfast bar. Of course when Steve realized Tony was awake again he began his usual pestering about how he needed to get more sleep. He simply made up an excuse and shrugged it off like usual but Steve kept it up. Today was not the day to do this, after Tony’s nightmare that morning he couldn’t think about sleep for a few more days at least. He was too afraid to go back he just couldn’t do it. Steve kept up his pestering and Tony cracked. He could feel his whole body tense up as he screamed at Steve. His hands were at fists by his sides and his breathing was heavy. He could feel the tears rimming his eyes and he wasn’t sure how long he could hold them in. He was ready to break down, give up. As a result of his outburst his coffee mug had hit the ground and shattered. He sees someone get up to clean the mess but he’s too preoccupied to realize who it is. When they are done they walk over and wrap their arm around him and walk him to the elevator. Right as they reach his floor he realizes his hero is Bucky. He leads him to the coach and Tony finally breaks. He wraps his arms around Bucky and his walls come crumbling down. Every feeling he’s ever bottled up inside came crashing out in the form of tears. He hated breaking down like this in front of other people, it made him feel weak. He was supposed to be “snarky genius Tony Stark” not “broken baby Tony Stark”. Had he been told yesterday that today he would be lying on top of an ex-assassin who never speaks crying his eyes out he would have looked that person right in the eye and laughed in their face. He never expected Bucky to be as comforting as he is. He just has an aura about him that helps Tony calm down. His gestures are gentle and soothing, and since he never speaks Tony didn’t have to worry about the prying questions he wasn’t quite ready for yet. For now he just wanted to let it all out wrapped up in Bucky’s comforting arms. Most of all he wanted to sleep, and as much as he wanted to fight it he couldn’t anymore. He just hoped the nightmares would give him a break just this once.

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After about a half an hour of crying and ragged breathing Tony became still and his breathing had picked up a rhythmic pace. He had fallen asleep. Bucky was hoping he would, he knew Tony really needed the sleep and as much as he knew Tony was afraid of going to sleep he hoped this time would be better and he wouldn’t have any nightmares. He didn’t care in the slightest that his shirt and chest were soaked from all of Tony’s tears. With Tony curled up in a ball on his lap with his head laying on his chest, Bucky thought now was as good a time as ever for a nap. He wrapped his arms around Tony’s sleeping figure and fell asleep in a matter of minutes.

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When Bucky woke up he looked at the clock to see that it was now 10:00 pm. They had fallen asleep at about 3 in the afternoon so they had been sleeping for about 7 hours now. Bucky was surprised he had slept that long. Tony was still on top of Bucky, but he had wormed his arms around Bucky’s chest and had his head resting right over the larger man’s heart. Bucky sat there for a few minutes gazing at the smaller man when he began to stir. He stretched his limbs and then slowly opened both eyes, staring straight into Bucky’s. They had a silent conversation with their eyes, where all apologies and bouts of gratitude were exchanged, and they knew no words had to be said about the situation. It would simply be left were it was, a mutual recognition of the situation. Bucky wrapped his arms around Tony’s middle and they both stood up in a tight embrace. They stood in the comfortable embrace for a few minutes before Bucky pulled back and laid a single kiss upon Tony’s forehead before wrapping his arm around Tony’s shoulders and leading him to his bathroom. Bucky turned on Tony’s shower before giving him one last gentle squeeze before leaving Tony to clean himself up.

Bucky retreated to his own apartment to shower and change out of his tear stained shirt. As he was undressing to get into his shower he saw himself out of the corner of his eye in the vanity mirror. He hadn’t exactly seen himself in quite a long time; he was always too preoccupied with his thoughts to stop and look at himself. For the first time in at least a year he took a good look at his appearance, taking everything in. His hair was longer than he thought and his face was covered in stubble. His eyes were rimmed with dark bags from lack of sleep, and probably lack of smiling. He felt like he was looking at a stranger. This was not the Bucky he knew, this was Hydra’s creation. He suddenly didn’t feel comfortable in his own skin anymore. Slowly, he reached below the sink in the cabinet and pulled out his electric clippers and gave himself his familiar cut; longer on the top and shorter on the sides. He then got his electric beard trimmer out and got rid of all the stubble and cleaned up his sideburns. When he was done he inspected himself in the mirror. He looked like he was back in Brooklyn, standing in the mirror of his childhood home. He felt more like himself than ever before. He quickly cleaned all the hair up off of the floor and out of the sink and got in the shower, making sure to scrub every part of his body clean. He got out and dried off, combing his hair the way he used to. As he was getting dressed he decided to choose something other than his black sweatpants and black t-shirt that he had been wearing the whole 2 months he had been here. Once Tony realized that’s all he would wear he ordered a whole closet of them so he didn’t have to constantly do the wash. Instead, Bucky decided on some black jeans and a white AC/DC shirt he found in his closet. He felt the need to start fresh, and he thought this should be his first step. New look, New Bucky.

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*~เมื่อพวกเขามีในลิฟต์ Bucky กดปุ่มสำหรับชั้นโทนี่ โทนี่ถูกยังคงตึงเครียด และคุณสามารถบอกได้ว่า เขาพยายามไม่ร้องไห้ เมื่อเข้าถึงชั้นของโทนี่ เขานำโทนี่ไปนอนที่เขาใส่เขาระหว่างขาของเขา และ hugged เขาจากด้านหลัง โทนี่ออกมาเป็นน้ำตา การหายใจของเขา quicken ยิ่ง เขาถูกระเบียบ แต่ Bucky รู้วิธีรู้สึก หลังจากไฮดราและ การทรมานสู่จิตใจทำไม่ ได้เขาคืนหลายที่เขาจะมี flashbacks เมื่อพวกเขาถูกทดสอบแขน หรือ เมื่อพวกเขาจะชนะเขาถ้าเขาไม่ได้เสร็จภารกิจของเขาตามคำแนะนำเฉพาะการ หนึ่งเลวร้ายที่สุดที่เคยมีได้เมื่อพวกเขาคัดลอกแขนเขาแสวงหาออกหลังจากที่เขาล้มเหลวในภารกิจ มันเมาค่าประสาทของเขา และความรู้สึกในแขนของเขาไม่ได้เหมือนกันโทนี่ถูกยังสั่น และร้องไห้อย่างหนัก เขาปั่นรอบในตักของ Bucky และห่อแขนของเขารอบคอชายหนุ่มเงียบ และร้องเป็นไหล่เขา Bucky ห่อแขนของเขาใกล้บรุษที่สั้นกว่าหลังและวง rubbed นั้น Bucky ครั้งแรกในเดือน ปีแม้ อยากพูด จะต้องถามโทนี่นานฝันร้ายที่มีเกิดขึ้น อะไรก็ได้เกี่ยวกับ เขาอยากให้เขารู้มันเป็นไร ว่า เขาสามารถสร้างความสัมพันธ์ ตอนนี้ แม้ว่า ได้พอที่จะเชื่อถือเขาเป็นเขาปล่อยให้ความเจ็บปวดของเขาออกทั้งหมด Bucky นั่งกลับกับหลังกับพนักของโซฟาแขน และวางเท้าบนโซฟาปลายตรงกันข้าม โทนี่ถูกหงายหน้าอยู่บนเขายังคง ครองไป Bucky และยังมีร้องไห้ แต่เหมือนว่าเขากำลังเริ่มจะสงบลงบาง Bucky เพียงยังคงถูเขา ด้วยมือของเขาที่ด้านหลังของหัวโทนี่จับเขากับหน้าอกของเขา~*~After Tony’s shower he decided to grab some more coffee to keep him awake, considering he was running on little sleep. When he entered to kitchen everyone was at the table and Bucky was sitting in his usual spot at the breakfast bar. Of course when Steve realized Tony was awake again he began his usual pestering about how he needed to get more sleep. He simply made up an excuse and shrugged it off like usual but Steve kept it up. Today was not the day to do this, after Tony’s nightmare that morning he couldn’t think about sleep for a few more days at least. He was too afraid to go back he just couldn’t do it. Steve kept up his pestering and Tony cracked. He could feel his whole body tense up as he screamed at Steve. His hands were at fists by his sides and his breathing was heavy. He could feel the tears rimming his eyes and he wasn’t sure how long he could hold them in. He was ready to break down, give up. As a result of his outburst his coffee mug had hit the ground and shattered. He sees someone get up to clean the mess but he’s too preoccupied to realize who it is. When they are done they walk over and wrap their arm around him and walk him to the elevator. Right as they reach his floor he realizes his hero is Bucky. He leads him to the coach and Tony finally breaks. He wraps his arms around Bucky and his walls come crumbling down. Every feeling he’s ever bottled up inside came crashing out in the form of tears. He hated breaking down like this in front of other people, it made him feel weak. He was supposed to be “snarky genius Tony Stark” not “broken baby Tony Stark”. Had he been told yesterday that today he would be lying on top of an ex-assassin who never speaks crying his eyes out he would have looked that person right in the eye and laughed in their face. He never expected Bucky to be as comforting as he is. He just has an aura about him that helps Tony calm down. His gestures are gentle and soothing, and since he never speaks Tony didn’t have to worry about the prying questions he wasn’t quite ready for yet. For now he just wanted to let it all out wrapped up in Bucky’s comforting arms. Most of all he wanted to sleep, and as much as he wanted to fight it he couldn’t anymore. He just hoped the nightmares would give him a break just this once.~*~After about a half an hour of crying and ragged breathing Tony became still and his breathing had picked up a rhythmic pace. He had fallen asleep. Bucky was hoping he would, he knew Tony really needed the sleep and as much as he knew Tony was afraid of going to sleep he hoped this time would be better and he wouldn’t have any nightmares. He didn’t care in the slightest that his shirt and chest were soaked from all of Tony’s tears. With Tony curled up in a ball on his lap with his head laying on his chest, Bucky thought now was as good a time as ever for a nap. He wrapped his arms around Tony’s sleeping figure and fell asleep in a matter of minutes.~*~When Bucky woke up he looked at the clock to see that it was now 10:00 pm. They had fallen asleep at about 3 in the afternoon so they had been sleeping for about 7 hours now. Bucky was surprised he had slept that long. Tony was still on top of Bucky, but he had wormed his arms around Bucky’s chest and had his head resting right over the larger man’s heart. Bucky sat there for a few minutes gazing at the smaller man when he began to stir. He stretched his limbs and then slowly opened both eyes, staring straight into Bucky’s. They had a silent conversation with their eyes, where all apologies and bouts of gratitude were exchanged, and they knew no words had to be said about the situation. It would simply be left were it was, a mutual recognition of the situation. Bucky wrapped his arms around Tony’s middle and they both stood up in a tight embrace. They stood in the comfortable embrace for a few minutes before Bucky pulled back and laid a single kiss upon Tony’s forehead before wrapping his arm around Tony’s shoulders and leading him to his bathroom. Bucky turned on Tony’s shower before giving him one last gentle squeeze before leaving Tony to clean himself up.Bucky retreated to his own apartment to shower and change out of his tear stained shirt. As he was undressing to get into his shower he saw himself out of the corner of his eye in the vanity mirror. He hadn’t exactly seen himself in quite a long time; he was always too preoccupied with his thoughts to stop and look at himself. For the first time in at least a year he took a good look at his appearance, taking everything in. His hair was longer than he thought and his face was covered in stubble. His eyes were rimmed with dark bags from lack of sleep, and probably lack of smiling. He felt like he was looking at a stranger. This was not the Bucky he knew, this was Hydra’s creation. He suddenly didn’t feel comfortable in his own skin anymore. Slowly, he reached below the sink in the cabinet and pulled out his electric clippers and gave himself his familiar cut; longer on the top and shorter on the sides. He then got his electric beard trimmer out and got rid of all the stubble and cleaned up his sideburns. When he was done he inspected himself in the mirror. He looked like he was back in Brooklyn, standing in the mirror of his childhood home. He felt more like himself than ever before. He quickly cleaned all the hair up off of the floor and out of the sink and got in the shower, making sure to scrub every part of his body clean. He got out and dried off, combing his hair the way he used to. As he was getting dressed he decided to choose something other than his black sweatpants and black t-shirt that he had been wearing the whole 2 months he had been here. Once Tony realized that’s all he would wear he ordered a whole closet of them so he didn’t have to constantly do the wash. Instead, Bucky decided on some black jeans and a white AC/DC shirt he found in his closet. He felt the need to start fresh, and he thought this should be his first step. New look, New Bucky.~*~

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เมื่อพวกเขาอยู่ในลิฟต์ , บัคกี้กดปุ่มชั้นโทนี่ . โทนี่ยังตึงและคุณสามารถบอกได้ว่า เขาพยายามที่จะไม่ร้องไห้ เมื่อถึงพื้น เขานำของโทนี่ โทนี่กับโซฟาที่เขาวางไว้ เขาอยู่ระหว่างขาของเขาและกอดเขาจากด้านหลัง โทนี่ น้ำตาไหล ทำให้ลมหายใจของเขาเริ่มดิ้นมากขึ้น เขากำลังยุ่ง แต่บักกี้รู้ว่ามันรู้สึกยังไงหลังจากที่ถูกลักพาตัวโดยไฮดราถูกทรมานและใจและทำเขามีหลายคืนที่เขาต้องย้อนไปเมื่อพวกเขาทดสอบแขน หรือเมื่อพวกเขาจะเอาชนะเขาได้ ถ้าเขายังไม่เสร็จภารกิจตามแนวทางที่เฉพาะเจาะจง แย่ที่สุดคนหนึ่ง เขาเคยได้รับ คือ เมื่อเขากระชากแขนไบโอนิคของเขาออก หลังจากที่เขาล้มเหลวในภารกิจมันทำลายปลายประสาทของเขาและความรู้สึกในแขนของเขาไม่เคยเหมือนกัน

โทนี่ยังสั่นและร้องไห้อย่างหนัก เขาหมุนตัวในบักกี้วิ่งและห่อแขนของเขารอบคอเขาและร้องไห้เงียบในไหล่ของเขา บัคกี้ห่อแขนของเขารอบสั้น Mans กลับ และลูบเป็นวงกลมบน บักกี้ เป็นครั้งแรก ในเดือนปีแม้อยากจะพูดเขาต้องการถามโทนี่นานฝันร้ายได้เกิดขึ้น สิ่งที่พวกเขามีเกี่ยวกับ เขาต้องการให้เขารู้ว่ามันโอเค ที่เขาสามารถเชื่อมโยงได้ สำหรับตอนนี้ แต่มันก็เพียงพอที่จะช่วยเขาให้ทั้งหมดของความเจ็บปวดของเขาออกมา บัคกี้นั่งกลับมาด้วย หลังพิงโซฟาเท้าแขนและที่วางเท้าของเขาบนปลายตรงข้ามของโซฟาโทนี่ได้ซบหน้าลงบนเขายังยึดติดกับบัคกี้ และเขายังร้องไห้อยู่ แต่ดูเหมือนว่าเขาเริ่มใจเย็นลงได้บ้าง บัคกี้ก็ยังคงถูหลังของเขาด้วยมืออื่น ๆของเขาในด้านหลังของหัวของโทนี่ จับเขากับหน้าอกของเขา

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หลังจากโทนี่กำลังอาบน้ำ เขาตัดสินใจที่จะคว้ากาแฟบางมากขึ้นเพื่อให้เขาตื่น เมื่อเขาวิ่งน้อยหลับเมื่อเขาเข้าไปในครัวเพื่อทุกคนที่โต๊ะและบัคกี้นั่งอยู่ในจุดที่ปกติของเขาที่บาร์อาหารเช้า . แน่นอนเมื่อสตีฟโทนี่ตื่นขึ้นมาอีกครั้ง เขาเริ่มตระหนักว่าเขาปกติรบกวนเกี่ยวกับวิธีการที่เขาต้องการที่จะได้รับการนอนหลับมากขึ้น เขาทำเพียงแค่ขึ้นข้ออ้างยักออกเหมือนเดิม แต่สตีฟ เก็บมันขึ้นมา วันนี้ไม่ใช่วันที่จะทำนี้หลังจากที่โทนี่คือฝันร้ายที่ตอนเช้าเขาไม่ได้คิดเกี่ยวกับการนอนหลับสัก 2-3 วันเป็นอย่างน้อย เขาก็กลัวเกินไปที่จะกลับไปเขาก็ไม่สามารถทำมัน สตีฟไว้ของเขาตื้อ และ โทนี่ แตก เขารู้สึกได้ว่า ร่างกายของเขาเกร็งขณะที่เขาตะโกนใส่ สตีฟ มือของเขาที่หมัดของเขาโดยด้านข้างและการหายใจของเขาหนักอึ้งเขารู้สึกได้ถึงน้ำตาเกิดจากขบวนการตาของเขา และเขาก็ไม่มั่นใจว่าเขาจะเก็บไว้ใน เขาพร้อมที่จะทำลายลง , เลิก ผลของการปะทุของเขาแก้วกาแฟกระแทกพื้นและสลาย เขาเห็นใครบางคนลุกขึ้นทำความสะอาดเป็นระเบียบแต่เขาหมกมุ่นมากเกินไปที่จะตระหนักว่ามันเป็นใคร เมื่อพวกเขาทำพวกเขาเดินผ่าน และตัดแขนของพวกเขา รอบ ๆตัวเขา และเดินเขาในลิฟต์ใช่พวกเขาของเขาไปถึงพื้นเขาตระหนัก ฮีโร่ของเขาคือ บัคกี้ เขานำเขาไปเป็นโค้ช และ โทนี่ ก็แบ่ง เขาตัดแขนของเขารอบ ๆบักกี้และผนังของเขามาพังทลายลง ทุกความรู้สึกที่เขาเคยขวดนั้นมาล้มออกมาในรูปแบบของน้ำตา เขาเกลียดการแบ่งแบบนี้ต่อหน้าคนอื่น มันทำให้เขารู้สึกอ่อนแอเขาควรจะ " บ้า อัจฉริยะ โทนี่ สตาร์ค " ไม่ใช่ " พังลูก โทนี่ สตาร์ค " เขาได้บอกเมื่อวาน ว่าวันนี้เขาจะอยู่ด้านบนของอดีตนักฆ่าผู้ไม่เคยพูดร้องไห้ตาของเขาออก เขาจะมองคนที่อยู่ในสายตา และหัวเราะในใบหน้าของพวกเขา เขาไม่เคยคาดว่าบัคกี้เป็นปลอบโยนอย่างที่เค้าเป็น เขาแค่ออร่าในตัวเขาช่วยโทนี่ ใจเย็น