Stark Tech Weapon Program (S.T.W.P
//Flashback//
“Stevie? …Jesus Steve are you okay?”
“Yes I am fine Buck”
“Then why on earth are you crying?”
“I got in”
“Got in?”
“You know that art program I applied for? I got in!”
“That’s great, Steve, but these don’t exactly look like happy tears to me”
“It’s in … It’s in San Francisco”
“San Francisco…. That’s the other side of the country” Bucky’s voice was soft, barely there, but his face spoke volumes; He was sad, heartbroken even.
Seeing his best friend like that made Steve want to stay. Just call the university and tell them he won’t take it. He can’t take it, not if it meant hurting Bucky, leaving Bucky.
-
“You have to go” Bucky said, his voice was stern, he wasn’t going to change his mind.
Steve however had always been stubborn, extremely stubborn, “Buck you can’t tell me what to do. I want to stay. I won’t leave you alone.”
Bucky shook his head and placed his hands on Steve’s small shoulders. “C’mon Stevie, you have to do this. Live a little, learn about something you’re passionate about. Make new memories, see new things.”
God damnit Bucky, Steve thought, resting his head against the hand on his shoulder. “I’ll go,” He agreed, the hesitation clear in his voice. Was this really what he wanted? “But promise me we’ll stay in touch.”
Bucky grinned, “Yeah of course Punk. I expect a call every other day, gotta make sure you’re still kickin’ “
Steve just nodded, decently sure that if he opened his mouth again he’d cry like a little baby.
Leaving Bucky behind, was by far the hardest decision Steve has made in his whole 19 years of living.
//End Flashback//
Steve couldn’t shake the thoughts of Bucky, especially not his death.
That is how he ended up spending his entire day researching the Stark tech weapon program (S.T.W.P).
He even took some notes:
Turns out the program was set up by New York natives Tony Stark and James Barnes.
So Bucky helped set up the project that ended up leading to his death?
It was set up with the intention of creating fast, efficient, military grade weapons.
This doesn’t even sound like something Bucky would ever want to be involved in.
The weapon part of the program is strictly created and used within military basis’ and war territory. For every weapon created 200% of the money used to make it is donated to a V.A organization ran by ex-air force member, Sam Wilson. This organization helps veterans all over the country rebuild their life.
Now that sounds like something Bucky would be involved in, helping others.
Suddenly he realized something, Sam Wilson, that is the same Sam Wilson he met the other night, it must be. How else could he know all about Bucky’s death. Also how big is the chance of Bucky knowing and working with two Sam Wilson’s.
After careful consideration he decided to send Sam a text, see if he wanted to hang out sometimes. Wilson had told him that ‘a friend of Bucky’s is a friend of his’, after all.
SR: Hey Sam, Steve here! Was wondering if you’d like hangout sometime?
SW: Jo, of course man. I can do dinner tonight. The missus is away 😉
SR:You could have dinner here, do have kids here though…..
SW: I have kids around always, any excuse not to cook is great. Just send me your address.
Dinner was not what Steve had in mind, at all, but having a little adult company around wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world.
By the time Sam arrived Steve was sitting on the couch, beer in hand.
Peggy was standing in the kitchen, instructing the younger kids to make the table. She herself was tending to the food.
Steve felt like a worthless parent for allowing his kids to take care of everything. Again. But when Peggy came home from picking up the kids and offered to take over, it just felt so easy. Steve couldn’t help himself. He just let her.
The doorbell rang, pulling Steve from his self-deprecating thoughts. He hoisted himself from the couch and went to open the door. When he got there Jazz was already standing in the door opening.
“Hey, my name is Jasmine, but everyone calls me Jazz. You must be Sam. Dad’s friend!” She said, holding her hand out to the man.
Sam’s eyes met Steve’s, he laughed, taking her hand. “Yeah, I’m Sam. Nice to meet you kid.”
Dinner went by smoothly. Sam was, to Steve’s surprise, really good with kids. The two of them were sitting on the porch swing, drinking a beer. Sam had done the dishes, claiming it was the least he could do, especially since they made him such an amazing dinner.
“Did you make the food?” Sam asked, slowly rocking the chair back and forth with his legs.
Steve shook his head, “My eldest, Peggy, did.”
Sam leaned in. “Well Steve, I was afraid that that was the case so I said nothing, but that is perhaps the blandest, most tasteless chicken I have ever had.” The tone in which he said it implied it was a secret.
This caused Steve to breakout in laughter. “I thought you found it an amazing dinner.”
“That’s what you say when someone cooks you dinner. It’s the nice thing to do.”
“Well thanks for not breaking my kid’s heart.” Steve said and winked.
“Steven Rogers, are you flirting with me?” Sam said, adding a fake gasp for drama.
The comment made Steve almost choke on his beer. “You wish.”
“Sure wouldn’t mind.”
“You…” Steve wasn’t sure how to ask this question. “You swing… that way?”
Now Sam was the one laughing. “If you’re asking if I am gay? Than yes.”
Well Steve sure didn’t see that one coming. He had secretly been thinking that Y/N and Sam were together. So right now he was really happy he didn’t ask that question.
“You got a problem with that?” Sam asked when Steve stayed silent.
Steve was quick to shake his head. “No ofcourse not, Peggy and James are both gay. Well James is bi, which mean he likes boys and girls, atleast I think it does. Any way I don’t have a problem with it. It’s just that I- I thought that you and- You and Y/N were together, maybe.” He said, stumbling over his words as he way going way to fast.
“Dude calm down. I was just messing with you.” Sam had put his hand on Steve’s shoulder, in an attempt to get him to slow down. “Also, me and Y/N? Really you think I would date my best friends widow? That’s not an okay move.”
For some odd reason that last comment stung Steve, way more than it should. I mean it isn’t like he was dating Y/N or even wanted too, right?. So why did it offend him so much? Perhaps because Sam called Bucky his best friend. Yeah maybe that was it.