He's okay with that
She looked so beautiful. He finally remembered her face. He finally had a face to put all these memories. So, with this new beautiful face came new memories. He remembered their first kiss.
He took charge kissing her soft lips. It felt perfect, like forever. Her lips moved with Bucky as he slipped his tongue into her mouth. Her eyes popped open when she felt this but slowly closed again. Her hands rested in Bucky's hair as his rest on her hips. The two didn't know how long their kiss lasted until the door opened.
He remembered that.
He remembered their first real touch. Belle moaned as she felt Bucky palm her through her panties. Steve carried his hands under her dress as well. He palmed her breast and pinched her nipples through her bra. Belle moaned as she grabbed both Steve and Bucky's thighs. Bucky took her lips as Steve kissed her neck.
Growing bold Belle began to palm the boys through their pants.
"Oh… oh shit." Steve moaned, squeezing her breast harder, causing her to squeeze Steve and Bucky harder and making them both moan.
He remembered their last touch.
Returning from the mission, the two could not be picked up until morning. They had bought a motel room for the night. The soldier sat on a chair near the window while Belle laid sleeping on the bed. She looked in distress and she kept crying and moving in her sleep. Getting up, Bucky sat down on the edge of the bed and took her hand in his hand. She stopped and was calm. She slept calmly until morning. Upon returning to base the two were immediately pulled apart. Never saw each other again.
He didn't remember everything but he could remember the important things or least things he thought were important and he was happy about that.
"What are you thinking about?" Bucky looked down to see Steve awake, laying on the floor.
"I'm starting to remember things." Bucky sounded almost scared to say it.
"Like?" Steve questioned him calmly.
"Our first kiss." Steve's cheeks became a tint pink.
"Prom." He smiled.
"The first time we had sex." Steve's face completely red now, Bucky chuckled.
"Those...those are good memories." Steve cleared his throat.
"Yeah, I hope she remembers something too." Bucky ran a hand through her hair.
…
Belle’s eyes suddenly opened and she shot up in bed.
"Mama." She said as she looked around. "Mama, Mama!" She looked around the room in a panic. Steve and Bucky both jumped up to help her.
"Calm down, calm down." Bucky said as he and Steve pulled her into a hug. They waited until she was breathing normally to loosen up their grip.
"Where is Mama?"
"She's not here." Steve said.
"Where is my mama?" Belle asked again.
"She's not here." Steve said again in a calmer voice.
"Where's Mama, where's Mama, where's Mama?" She continued to ask. Bucky put his hand over her mouth.
"We'll talk about her later. Are you hungry?" Belle nodded his hand still in her mouth.
"Well let's go." Seeing as it was night, all three of them tiptoed to the kitchen. They were all very quiet as they made snacks for themselves.
"Midnight milk and cookies. Just like old times." Steve said, pulling them out of the oven. Then he looked up at Bucky and Belle. Both had longer hair and dull eyes. They were both different from before. This was not like before, this was new and he was okay with that. They weren't the same as before but neither was he and he was okay with that too.