Sexuality was never something Bucky had to think about. He likes girls, loves them. He never questioned that before. Until he met you. You made things complicated, because for the first time ever, he felt attraction, for a man. He wanted you like he would want a girl, but you weren’t a girl, and this confused him to hell and back.

You and him were in the Avenger’s common room, everyone else doing other things. He was deep in thought, sitting on the couch.