In the deepest night (слэш)

“It’ll be alright,” Steve promises, because with Bucky’s hand on him, it feels like it will be.
“Easy for you to say. You’re not even—you’re never scared of anything.”
“Course I am.”
That fear is worse when he can’t see Bucky’s face, can’t know if his eyes are eager or wide. When Steve doesn’t know what he’ll do, can’t know what will happen next. But he reaches anyway until he can frame Bucky’s jaw with light fingers. Until he can rest his thumb over the familiar dimple in his chin.
That’s the thing about bravery, right? Doesn’t mean you aren’t afraid. It’s what you do when something’s worth fighting for, even if it terrifies you.
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Steve faces the unknown during a wartime blackout.