Traumatized doesn't even begin to describe how Steve feels sometimes. Wakanda had been the only place to save Bucky. That was why he'd originally brought him here. T'Challa had been so great to both of them and it was a friendship he hoped he never ruined. Steve was good about hiding his emotions, compartmentalizing and not letting people in.

He didn't do that with Bucky.

"Yeah?" He chuckled, looking down at Bucky, reaching up to run a hand through his soft hair. As big as Steve was, he was still a scared little runt inside. For Steve, the coil already broke. He thought he had lost Bucky. He'd barely been able to fight, barely been able to go through the motions. The only thing that kept him going was Natasha reminding him Bucky would want him to fight, to never give up. He didn't just fight for Bucky or for his revenge. Bucky was the only thing that kept him going at all.

A shiver runs through him, something he's sure Bucky has to feel. His grip automatically tightens and he clutches at Bucky's good bicep hard. One hand reached down, cupping Bucky's chin and tilting his face higher. The look in his eyes is clear. It's a mix of hesitation and desire.

"Buck... I..." And he just couldn't take it anymore. Both hands move down, cupping Bucky's cheeks as he leaned in to kiss him. The kiss is chaste, a gentle press of lips for now, letting Bucky set the pace. He's sure Bucky can hear his heart pounding.