If Penny had bitten him, Steve would have understood. He knows very well that she’s just doing her job and it would be his fault if he managed to get snapped at. Thankfully, there’s no need for a trip to the hospital today and little Steve is able to devote himself entirely to Bucky. He might not have the strength to hold him up but he doesn’t need to. Bucky is just unsteady on his feet and Steve can counter balance that as he pulls that black robe more closely around him.

“I’ve got you. I’ve got you,” he says soothingly. It’s the first time this has ever happened to him. Usually Bucky is the one carrying him around. Strangely, it’s nice to be in the position. It gives him perspective. Bucky had never seemed to mind caring for him and Steve can finally understand why.

Caring for someone is rewarding in its own way... when you’re not literally watching them die in front of you.

He helps Bucky to sit down and he kneels at his feet, keeping hold of his hand.

“Thank you for the solidarity,” he whispers. “It means so much to me.”