Steve knew about the closet, of course he did, but he made sure Bucky didn't know that he knew and he certainly had no idea that anyone else would know. He wished it could be different, but he wouldn't stop whatever it took for Bucky to feel safe, even if that meant never sleeping together, never more than kisses.

His smile stayed in place, but his eyes were slightly sadder. Separation anxiety, right, something else to have to deal with.

"I'm glad that he had you to help him out then, Tony. You're a good friend."