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Ooh Yayy I’m so happy because you’re my favorite writer here and for you to possibly write one of my ideas I know it’s gonna be perfect!🥰

Okayy so there’s “Sun Goes Down” by Charlotte Cardin and I feel like all of the lyrics could be applied to Steve or Bucky and it would really fit well! Especially the one about how they feel like every bad thing happening in the world is their fault and how life is really hard for them because I feel like Bucky with his Winter Soldier days would blame himself for a lot of things that have nothing to do with him and Steve feels responsible for the world and wants to save everyone without thinking about himself first So I imagine Reader singing it to them either she wrote it for them or she just knows it but you could do it however you want and I know it will be amazing!❤️

Sun goes down

Steve Rogers x reader x Bucky Barnes

Warnings: like angsty, lil fluffy

Word count: 2.6k

A/N: let’s pretend the reader wrote this song. I loved this request I love writing song inspired fics

The small bar was full. Mostly singers and songwriters filled the room in hopes to get a spot at the open mic night. You loved to sit in the corner and listen to everyone as you built your courage to get up there and share your own music. The bartender and the manager already knew you from how many times you’d show up. Always sitting in the corner with your notebook, always writing something. This was your little safe space away from the tower. When everything got to be too much you’d just slip out and head here to listen to the others express their own sorrows and struggles or happiness and triumphs.

Your current situation involved two super soldiers and their bad habit of closing themselves off from the world. It wasn’t your fault or anyone else’s for that matter. It just so happened that they carried more guilt than they should and sometimes it got to be too much for them. Most of the time Steve and Bucky let you in. They found comfort in your presence but lately they’ve pulled away from you and you weren’t sure why. You didn’t take it personally, you just wanted to be there for them the way they had been there for you after countless nights of self doubt.

Applause pulls your attention back to the room and you join in. The manager gets up on the little stage he has set up and clears his throat.

“Thank you Caleb, for that beautiful song. Now the next singer has been coming here for a while but this is the first time she’s actually going to perform. So please remember to be welcoming and supportive. Please welcome to the stage, Y/N.”

Everyone started clapping as they looked around for someone to head to the stage. Your eyes widened when you heard him call you out. The manager waved you over and you shook your head.

“Go on,” the bartender kneeled by your side. “You can kick ass but you can’t sing that song you’ve been writing and rewriting for the past few days?”

“How did you know?”

“I’m very observant. Just get whatever it is off your chest, you’ll feel better.”

“Ok.” You said after a few seconds.

You head toward the stage and there are quiet murmurs among the crowd as they recognize you. The manager moves out of the way and starts clapping for you. You take a deep breath as you stand in front of the mic, adjusting the stand to fit your height.

“Hey guys,” you clear your throat. “Like Kieth said I’m in here all the time, you’re all amazing. This song I wrote for two very special people in my life. I love them very much and they mean so much to me. I don’t think they realize how much actually.” You turn and grab the guitar that was on the stand. “Anyways they tend to be a little too hard on themselves sometimes and this is my way to let them know they’re not alone.”

You start playing the guitar. Soft sweet strumming filters through the speakers as you sing the first verse. Thoughts of Steve run free in your mind. All the things he’s been through and how he still managed to do the right thing.

🎶 “I've been wishin' for angels

To come down here to save ya

You said that the good guy never wins

And I haven't recognized you ever since.” 🎶

~~~~~~

It was still early in the morning. Almost no one in the tower was awake, except for Tony who probably hadn’t gone to sleep. You knew the last mission had been hard on Steve. Even as he tried to help get people to safety they criticized and yelled all kinds of awful things at him. So it wouldn’t surprise you if he was already up and in the gym.

That’s exactly where you found him. A few punching bags were already ripped and on the floor. He was sweating which meant he’d been there for hours. You knew he heard the door open and close, you also knew he wanted to be alone but you just wanted to check in and then you’d go back to bed.

Steve stopped when he knew you were sitting on the bench close to him. He was breathing heavily as he wiped away the sweat from his brow and his sorrow filled eyes found yours.

“How are you holding up?”

He just scoffed and shook his head.

You patted the empty space next to you and waited until he finally made his way over to you. Taking the towel that he had laid out you pat his face dry as he gets his thoughts in order. This was how you always worked, he would get out his frustrations in some type of exercise before talking it out with you or Bucky.

“I just want to do the right thing. Why can’t people see that? Our intention is not to go somewhere to hurt people.”

“I know but by the time we get there the bad guys have already wreaked havoc and high tailed it out. We stay behind to help as many as we can. They channel their fear and anger at us.”

“Seems like the good guy never wins.”

You pulled back to really look at him this time. He looked defeated and he didn’t sound like himself either. Especially considering the things he’d been through. He’d volunteered to be the test subject for the serum, basically getting pumped full of a drug to make him stronger. Then he found love only to have to sacrifice it in order to save the countless lives of innocent people. When he woke up from the ice he came face to face with the realization that the friendships he’d had were long gone. And even when he didn’t talk about it much you knew there were many things that made him anxious.

“Sometimes I wish I could just walk away from all of this.”

“But?”

“I don’t know, I think I’d be lost without it. I wouldn’t know how to find my way out there.”

“You don’t have to do it alone, you know. I’m right here with you.” You lay your head on his shoulder and take his hand in yours. Steve turns and places a kiss on the top of your head.

“I know.”

~~~~~~~~~~~

Your eyes close as you sing the chorus.

🎶 “How you holdin' up?

Want me to stay the night?

When it's all too rough

I hope you'll realize

That I can hold your hand when the sun goes down

I'm gonna hold your hand when the sun goes down” 🎶

As you open your eyes and look down at your hands as you continue to play, you begin to sing the second verse. Inspired by Bucky.

🎶 “California's burnin'

Your heavy heart is too

You know the whole world is hurtin'

And it's not because of you.”🎶

~~~~~~~~

The guilt Bucky carried weighed him down so much he could rarely look up and realize he was a victim too. The nights when he would wake up screaming from a nightmare were always difficult for him. All he saw was the face of the innocent victim hydra had him kill. They used him to shape and bend the world at their will and he felt responsible for it. As if he’d willingly gone out and done those things.

This particular night seems to be rough for him. You knock at his bedroom door after hearing the helpless cries fall from his lips. A faint come in greets you. Bucky sits in the space between the bed and the window. Blankets and pillows lay around him. You sit next to him and he won’t look at you.

“Come here.” You whisper and he lays his head on your shoulder. He sucks in a stuttered breath as he fights his need to cry. Your hand softly runs through his long hair as you comfort him. “Just let it out. I’m right here.”

Bucky cries softly. His tears fall in your shirt until he calms down. He tries to pull away, slightly embarrassed from his breakdown.

“Hey, want me to stay the night?”

“I’d like that. If it’s not too much trouble.”

“Never.” You get comfortable on the floor and then pull him down so that you can wrap your arms around him. Bucky takes your free hand and intertwines his fingers with yours.

“Thank you.”

“Don’t worry about it.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~

🎶 “Hear you, buddy

Life's always been harder for you than it is for everybody

But your lucky day will come

I hear you, buddy

Life's always been harder for you than it is for everybody

But your lucky day will come.” 🎶

A small smile plays on your lips as you imagine Steve and Bucky happy. That’s all you want for them really. They deserve peace even if they think they don’t. You take a deep breath before you continue through to the end of the song.

🎶 “How you holdin' up?

Want me to stay the night?

When it's all too rough

I hope you'll realize

That I can hold your hand when the sun goes down

(Ooh yeah, I'm gonna hold your hand)

I'm gonna hold your hand when the sun goes down

(I'm gonna hold your hand)

I'm gonna hold your hand when the sun goes down

(I'm gonna hold your hand, gonna hold your hand)

I'm gonna hold your hand when the sun goes down.” 🎶

You play the last notes of the song and open your eyes. The room is dead quiet and you swallow thickly. This was your nightmare, it’s why you never had the courage to get up on stage. You quickly put the guitar back on its stands and the room erupts in cheers and applause. Heat creeps up your cheeks as you smile at the crowd. Kieth stands next to you and pats you on the back with a proud smile on his face.

“Wow, what do I have to do to get a song like that written about me?”

“Free mozzarella sticks for life.” You yell in response as people in the crowd laugh.

You head back to the table you had been at and grab your bag and notebook. Your hands were trembling from the rush. People in the bar compliment you as you pass by. As soon as you’re outside in the fresh air you take a deep breath. At least now you could say you checked something off your bucket list. Actually singing your own song in front of a crowd had always been a nerve wracking thought but it was also a rush. With a smile etched on your face you turn to head back to the tower. Maybe you could get Steve and Bucky to come out of their rooms or the gym.

“Y/N.” You heard Bucky call your name and you turned around.

He and Steve were standing in front of the bar and you hoped they hadn’t heard the song or what you said before it. But as they walked toward you, you knew they had. Bucky’s eyes were red rimmed and teary while Steve’s gaze softened the longer he looked at you.

“Hey guys,” you stood up straighter as you looked between them. “It’s good to see you out and about. What are you doing here?”

“We went to look for you and when we couldn’t find you we assumed you were here. You always say you love this place and so we thought we’d come check if you were here.” Bucky tells you.

“Oh. So um did you just get here?”

“Not exactly,” Steve gives you a bashful smile. “We were in there when you were called up. Was that about us?”

You try to think of a lie but you can’t so you just nod and look away.

“Did you mean it, what you said before the song?”

“Every word.”

“And the song?”

“That too.” You look back at them.

Bucky holds his hand out and when you place yours in his he pulls you closer. You’re chest to chest with him and he smiles at you.

“I really want to kiss you right now.”

Your eyes widen. And you look over at Steve to find him smiling softly. He nods in Bucky’s direction.

“Ok.”

Bucky’s soft lips connect with yours. Butterflies flutter in your belly and you hope they can’t hear how your heart beat picks up. When he pulls back Steve is standing much closer and Bucky turns you in his direction only for the former to lower his lips to yours. You think you must be dreaming, there’s no way that none of this is happening. But when Steve pulls away and rests his forehead against yours and you feel Bucky pressed up against your back you know it’s real.

“We love you too.” He says. There’s a glimmer and light in his eyes you hadn’t seen before. “I think today is our lucky day, what do you think Buck?”

“I agree, only if you’ll have us of course.”

“What?”

“We both want to show you how much you mean to us. What do you say? Will you let us hold your hand when the sun goes down?” Steve smiles at you. It’s like he already knew the answer before you did.

“Yeah, I’d like that.”

Steve takes your hand and brings it up to his lips while Bucky kisses you cheek. When you part the latter offers you his arm and a boyish smile.

“Would you sing it for us again?” He asks as the three of you walk back to the tower.

“Of course, it is your song after all.”

“Do you have more songs?” Steve asks as he holds your other hand.

“So many.”

“About us?”

“Maybe.” You smile up at him.

“Do we get to hear them?”

“I don’t know.”

“So a room full of people get to hear our song but not us? That’s not fair, Doll.” He stops and causes you and Steve to stop too. “Please tell us we can listen to you singing. Please baby.” He pouts.

“That’s not fair.” You turn to look at Steve and he’s pouting too. “Not you too.” You say with a laugh. “Fine, I’ll play you all the songs that I’ve written about you. Does that make you happy?”

“No.” They say in unison.

“You do.”

You smile and start walking again. Steve and Bucky ask you all kinds of questions about the music you’ve written. The more you tell them the more excited they get.

Once you’re back in your room, you pull out your guitar and start playing some of the songs you’ve written. You share soft touches and kisses as you tell them which song you wrote for them. By the end of the night you’re cuddled up between them. You remind them that they deserve so many good things.

And through the good, the bad and the love you’d always hold their hands when the sun went down.

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