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James doesn’t remember why he has a metal arm. The doctors say he had an accident and has brain damage. Sometimes he wishes he could remember. But every morning he gets to eat breakfast with his friend Steve, so it’s not so bad. James thinks he and Steve might be dating, kind of. It’s alright if he doesn’t remember everything. Steve doesn’t mind.

Teen, canon-divergence. This is such a fascinating idea, and incredibly well written. We’re with Bucky every step of the way, and it hurts, but in a good way.

“You gotta—Stevie, please—you gotta—” he’s squirming, one hand pressing against his crotch outside of his pants.

It’s getting harder for Steve to think straight, to remember the reasons why this is a bad idea. Bucky can tell, and he reaches out with his other hand to touch Steve’s face.

“You’ll help me, won’t you Stevie?” he whispers, and Steve is already leaning in to bury his face in Bucky’s neck, nosing at the scent there. He moans against Bucky’s skin at the explosion of color behind his eyelids, the feel of the Omega’s scorching skin. He smells like summer and cotton candy and every good memory Steve has.

Adult, A/B/O AU. A lot of alpha/omega fic squicks me because of the implied power imbalance, but this is one of the exceptions – a bond based on real emotions, with hot, hormone-fueled sex added to the mix…