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Live ft. Sugar Daddies Stucky

Steve and Bucky had been married for about three years when they wanted something new, something surprising into the relationship. The two men had tossed ideas around each other, finally bringing in Natasha, the only woman that they both had a previous engagement within the past. Natasha came up with a brilliant idea of them being sugar daddies, helping some person with financial problems whilst they act like a lover to them or lovers. Steve and Bucky then got to work on signing up with the best company to help whoever, and they were paired up with Caitlyn, a woman who has lived more than five years with severe mental illnesses.

Steve had a bad feeling when his phone rang, glancing a look toward his pacing husband. He answered and quickly got up, hurrying for the closet to grab his coat, keys, and shoes. "Thank you for telling me, ma'am."

Steve tossed his phone toward Bucky, who caught it, and then looked at Steve. "What's wrong?"

The blond looked at the dark-haired man, tears flowing down his face. "She tried killing herself!" The man hurried out of the house, dropping his coat on the shoe rack as he headed for his car, ignoring the now shock-ridden man standing in the house's doorway. He started the car and sped out of the driveway and down the road. James hurriedly grabbed his leather jacket and hurried out of the house, scrambling to grab his motorcycle keys and hurriedly followed Toyoda that was already on the main road.

Steve drifted into the hospital's parking lot with James right behind him. The two hurried into the main entrance and impatiently waited in line, the hospital was unregularly active that late at night. When the two got to the main desk, they took a deep breath and looked down. "Caitlyn Barnes' room number, please? We're her emergency contacts."

The receptionist looked at them. "I need ID, gentlemen." The men slid their ID's to her and looked up at her, tears still falling down the blond's face. The receptionist checked them with the information in the system and nodded, giving them their ID's back. "She's on the third floor, room four."

James and Steve hurried down the hallway, barely holding onto their ID's as they repeatedly tapped on the elevator button. James grabbed his husband's face and kissed his head. "She'll be okay, she won't be like me, I promise. I'll make sure." The two hurried into the elevator when it opened and pressed on the third floors button and made sure the doors closed so they could be alone.

They quietly talked about Caitlyn and what they were about to see. They knocked on the door only for a nurse to open it to let them in. The couple walked in and hurried to the side of the barely awake green-haired woman lying in the bed. Her eyes drifted from Bucky to Steve and then to herself. "W-what happened?"

Steve looked at her, anger filling his eyes. "What do you mean, what happened?" Bucky looked at Steve, silently pleading toward him to just go quiet and to calm their baby girl. Steve obviously didn't get the memo. "What Happened!? What happened!? Paramedics arrived on a street block because you were idiotic enough to jump out your window!"

"Do you know how terrified I was, getting that phone call!? Do you know how James looked when I told him? Do you know how I was hoping and praying that this wasn't true? I almost lost the only love of my life a few years ago to something like this." Steve growled at her, standing up and glaring at her, the anger fully settling in. "When you get on your feet, I'm resigning our contract."

Caitlyn's eyes opened widely, turning and looking at James. "You guys are the only reason why I'm not living on the streets. P-please.. talk sense into him. After this, I'll truly be living on the streets, still paying my hospital visits." Her heart monitor started spiking as her breathing picked up. James grabbed her hands, shushing her and brushing her hair back. "He's just tired, scared, and angry, Baby girl."

The woman blushed softly, the heart monitor significantly quieter than it was. The girl yawned, her hand gripping his hand. "Take your jacket off, climb in bed with me." The man did just that, curling in the hospital bed with her and possessively wrapping around her. Caitlyn fell asleep in his arms.

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