Stucky Remix Fic [The Meaning of Sunflowers]
I participated in the @stuckyremix 2020 Fest and Remix an art into fic... you can view the art HERE by @albymangroves. Below is the excerpt from the small ficlet (less than 1000 words) - FULL STORY HERE.
The Meaning of Sunflowers...
>>Happy Birthday, Steve.<<
The first one is from Nat, but the rest start pouring in. It is his birthday, isn't it? Of course he knows it. Remembers it…but…? Would he even dare think Bucky would remember it?
Things have been going back to normal, for lack of a better word, but they aren't normal normal.
Too normal but not normal enough. A thing no one will be able to understand.
A thing he can't tell anyone.
Steve lets out a whiny moan, turns his phone to silent, and rolls over in bed. He pulls up the covers and hides from the world. What would he do? Walk in and tell Bucky, "Hey, bud… so it's kinda my birthday. It's okay if you forgot. I mean, I didn't expect you to remember. Or know…"
Would it be considered: Bucky forgot. Or maybe this Bucky just doesn't know. Like, he doesn't know a lot of things. Or doesn't want to remember.
When Steve finally makes it out of his room because no, you can't stay in bed all day even if it's your birthday, he's surprised Bucky isn't on the couch. It's where he's been sleeping since Steve convinced Bucky to stay with him.