Darcy/Steve 3
Technically, it wasn’t a hospital. Technically. Darcy was sitting in an admittedly comfortable chair in the Medical wing of the tower. Really, though, it was a fucking hospital. Steve was all hooked up to a variety of beeping machines, he even had that tiny-square-motif cotton blanket draped over him.
Hospital.
She was fidgeting, she couldn’t help it. She’d stop every time she’d notice, but then a seconds later, she’d realize her knee was jouncing up and down again.
He hadn’t opened his eyes, not since Thor had carried him off the quinjet. “Dammit, Steve!” Darcy yelled. He didn’t even flinch. “Why do you have to be so fucking reckless all the time!”
The voice startled her, she hadn’t even heard anyone come in. “He’s always been like that.” She turned to see Bucky standing in the doorway, his blue eyes locked on the unconscious form of the man in the bed. “Even when he was…” Bucky trailed off, shaking his head. “Why doncha go grab a coffee or somethin’?”
Her first instinct was to argue with him. But she swallowed it and nodded- they’d been friends decades before she’d been born. Darcy got up from the chair and stepped towards the door, and Bucky took her place in the chair.
She’d just eased the door open when she heard a weak voice, “Buck?”
“Hey, punk. Just won’t stop tryin’ to get yourself killed, will you?”
Darcy froze, turning back towards the bed. She wasn’t sure if Steve couldn’t see her or what, but his eyes were trained on his best friend, without even acknowledging she was there. “Buck, I need…”
“Rest. And to stop being so fucking reckless.”
“No, Darcy. You gotta…” There was a breath that was probably supposed to be deep, but was labored and ended with a cough instead. “You both always take care of me. You gotta promise me…” Darcy bit her lip, the hot sting of tears filling her eyes as she stared at her boyfriend. “Promise me you’ll take care of each other.”
“Steve-” Bucky’s voice caught with emotion.
“Promise me.”
“Yeah.”
Steve nodded as his eyes fell closed again. Darcy stared at him, but her gaze drifted over to Bucky as the dark-haired man turned to look over his shoulder at her.