Steve Rogers x Reader | Word Count: 3319
Warnings: Swearing, violence, Norse language which may or may not be correct
The specially equipped plane was minutes out, Natasha and Clint at the controls while Faye, with Grant at her side, stood before the Command center. Everyone was geared up and ready, listening as she went through the plan a final time. She held everyone’s focus, everyone’s attention except Steve’s.
He knew his job. It was simple. He was going for his girl and no one could tell him different. When Faye finished her recitation, he turned to Bucky and with a short jerk of his head the two of them made their way to a quiet, private space.
“Buck…” Steve started and hesitated, hating what he was about to ask.
“I know, Stevie.” Smoky blue grey eyes held his unyielding.
“I hate to ask this,” he sighed, looking away. Even the thought of it made Steve’s stomach turn.
Reaching out, Bucky gripped Steve’s shoulder tightly. “Steve, I’ve got your back in this. You don’t gotta ask. I’m with you til the end of the line, pal.”
Lifting his eyes to Bucky’s, Steve watched the blue slowly brighten. “Winter?”
“Yeah, man. I’ve got this.” The Winter Soldier looked back at him.