Though it had been a few months, Steve and Bucky had kept their secret hidden. Bucky had also apologized to Connie for skipping out on their date, he didn't tell her why he did, but that he was sorry. She was embarrassed more than anything when he just left, but she forgave him, and the two decided to be friends, just as how they had been, at least to Bucky.

It was a cloudy afternoon in Brooklyn when Steve was going for a walk. The streets were full of people, which was unusual for this time of day, and there was a crowd in front of the newsstand.

Steve decided to shuffle through the crowd and picked up a paper. He paid the salesman and walked away reading it. The paper let them know that the U.S. Army was looking for recruits to join them. While the country had joined the war more than a year prior, they were more actively looking for soldiers. Steve knew that he needed to tell Bucky, the two had said they'd join if they needed recruits.

Steve knocked on Bucky's door, and was greeted by Bucky. "Mornin' sweetheart."

Steve didn't say anything, he just handed him the paper. Bucky looked at it and looked back at Steve, "Guess we have a war to win," he said and smirked. The two left Bucky's house to get an early lunch, and Bucky continued to read the paper and saw that there'd be an Induction Office stationed in New York, and showed Steve.

"How about we give it a couple weeks? Two weeks, and we'll go together, I'll even train you. Deal?" Bucky smiled to Steve as they walked.

Steve sighed at the idea of training, but then he smiled, "Deal."

"Hey, it says that a Stark Expo is coming up soon too, we should go."

Steve nodded in response.

The two arrived at their favourite diner and sat across from each other.

"Been awhile since we've been here together," Bucky smirked at him.

Steve smiled back, "Yeah I guess it has. Maybe we could have gone, if someone wasn't busy all the time."

Bucky used that statement as an opening, "Aww, was Stevie a little jealous?"

Almost immediately, Steve's ears turned pink.

"Oh, shut up, jerk."

"You know you can't resist me," Bucky smirked again, this time biting his lower lip while doing so, which made Steve blush even more.

"Are you really going to do that here?" Steve wasn't annoyed, he was a little afraid someone would hear their banter, but he still remained playful with Bucky. Steve couldn't help but blush thinking about him and Bucky a few days ago, admitting they loved each other, kissing. It all seemed like a dream to him.

"I'm sorry, would you rather talk about it somewhere else? Your place or mine?" Bucky laughed quietly. The way he was talking to Steve was the way he had always hit on girls he met, and here he was talking to Steve like this.

"Buck, we're supposed to keep this a secret, like you said." Steve didn't like keeping the secret, it shouldn't be any different than anyone else who feels the way they do for each other.

"I know, I know," Bucky looked down, but then he looked up at Steve with just his eyes, keeping his head lowered, "Y'know, you still haven't answered my question. When we're done eating, are we going back to my house, or yours?" Bucky tilted his head up again.

Steve's face grew redder, but he decided flirt back, "Well I don't know that we should go to either. What about training?"

"We'll start tomorrow. Today, I'm going to your place, after our lunch." Bucky looked at the waitress who was coming over with their usual meals.

Steve couldn't argue with Bucky, or at least, not when he knows Bucky will win, and it wasn't like Steve would argue about Bucky coming over. They had spent so much time together, they were practically inseparable, why should now be different? Aside from the obvious.

When Steve began eating, Connie walked into the diner with another girl, this one with longer blonde hair. Bucky saw them as they walked in, and his eyes followed them as they sat at a table not far from theirs.

"I'll be right back," Bucky got up and walked over to them.

Steve looked where he was walking, and saw Connie and the other girl. He sighed slightly but resumed eating.

Connie smiled at Bucky when he walked over, "Fancy seeing you here," she looked over at her friend, "Bucky, this is my friend Bonnie that I told you about. I told her about Steve,"

"It's nice to meet you, Bucky." Bonnie said to him, then continued, "I'm looking forward to meeting Steve," she smiled. Bucky felt a twinge of jealousy, but brushed it off.

"Well, the Stark Expo is coming up in a couple weeks, what's say the four of us go, then go dancing after?" Bucky suggested to them, they both looked at each other then back to him.

"It's a date," Connie said as she smiled to him.

"See you two then," Bucky nodded then went back to sit with Steve.

"What was that about?" Steve asked him, tilting his head toward the table that Bonnie and Connie were sitting at.

"Hm? Oh, well Connie's friend was interested in meeting you, so she's going to. Stark Expo, we're all going together."

"Oh, okay." Steve had expected them going to Stark Expo meant that it would just be them, so he was a little disappointed, but he didn't want to let Bucky see that.

"This is a good way to not let our secret out. 'Sides, it's not like I liked Connie. She was a distraction, we're friends. I promise." Bucky looked at him with a soothing sureness, Steve felt relaxed as soon as he looked Bucky in the eyes.

The two finished their meals, and Steve moved his hand from on top of the table to get his wallet. Bucky stopped him by putting his hand on top of Steve's.

Steve looked at him, "C'mon, it's my turn to pay."

Bucky smiled, "Let me get it, alright?"

Steve nodded and Bucky got out the money for their meals and left it on the table, and together they left the diner.

As they walked down the road toward Steve's house, they saw couples walking together, holding hands, or girls would be holding onto the guys' arms. Both of them looked at the other couples, and wished it could be the same for them.

"It's like a damn film," Bucky said, laughing quietly, "They all get to do what we want out in public while we just have to walk side by side." He looked down at Steve and a small, sly grin appeared on his face, "I mean, at least we'll be alone at your house."

Steve looked down, feeling the same embarrassment he felt at the diner, "Is it your goal to make me as embarrassed as possible today?"

"What? You're embarrassed to talk to me?" Bucky didn't stop smiling.

"N-no! That's not what I said! I just meant–" he was cut off by Bucky laughing, "You jerk," he said as he smiled as well.

The two arrived at Steve's house and walked inside. Bucky took Steve's hand and kissed it lightly, "I get to do that now."

Steve couldn't help but smile, he wondered how he could be so lucky, how his best friend and him could be… well like this. Steve pulled his hand away from Bucky and moved closer to him. He wrapped his arms around him, and pressed his head onto Bucky's chest. Bucky held him close, and rested his head on Steve's.

"Everything okay?" He asked him, confused by Steve's actions, not that he'd fight it.

"Everything is perfect. I just wanted a hug." Steve smiled.

"Aww, Stevie, you're so cute." He said as he placed a gentle kiss on Steve's head.

Steve looked up at him, forcing Bucky to move his head, he let go of him and placed one hand up on Bucky's jaw and moved in for a kiss. He had to stand on his toes to do so, but Bucky met him halfway.

"I love you," Steve told him when their kiss ended, "Buck, I'm gonna get really sappy here, so hear me out, alright?"

Bucky smirked and nodded, he was interested to hear what Steve was going to say.

"It's just… I don't know how I got this lucky, y'know? One second, you're my best pal, the next we're like this. I-It feels like a dream. I was so scared to tell you how I felt, but I did and it was the best thing I've done, because my best pal felt the same way about me. When you started hanging out with Connie more, I was jealous. I was so jealous, and I didn't even realized that you two weren't really an item. N-now you're..." Steve paused for a second, then quietly he said, "mine."

Bucky looked at him with the happiest look on his face. He heard the last word, but flirtily he asked, "I'm sorry, what was that last thing?"

Steve's face flushed a light pink, "I said you're mine."

Bucky held him tightly, "You're right, that was really sappy. Damn, Stevie, I don't even know what I could say to compare to that. I guess this will have to suffice, I love you too. More than you know." He paused and looked at Steve again, "And you're right. I am yours. Just like you're mine."

Before Steve could reply, Bucky tilted his head up and kissed him. It was light at first, but it became deeper and more passionate as it went on. Bucky sighed nervously through the kiss, and he opened his mouth slightly to touch Steve's lips with his tongue. Steve noticed what he was doing, so he joined in the action and brushed Bucky's tongue with his own. The two of them pressed against each other, deepening the kiss, Steve's arms had found themselves draped over Bucky's shoulders, and Bucky's arms were holding Steve close to him. Steve backed away from the kiss and had decided to walk backwards toward a wall, pulling Bucky along with him. Bucky had let go of him to place his hands on either side of Steve on the wall.

Bucky placed a few more kisses on Steve's face before talking.

"So what's this?" He asked about Steve being now against the wall.

Steve looked down, "I-I'm sorry," his face flushed.

"Don't be sorry," Bucky put his forearms on the wall, closing the distance between them, "I liked it." He kissed Steve on the neck softly and Steve rested his forehead on Bucky's shoulder. "You tired, Stevie?"

"Just from kissing, hard to breathe. B-but it's okay! I'm fine now." Steve's asthma had made it hard for them to kiss for long periods of time, and this was the longest they had kissed, so he'd never been out of breath from it before.

"Well let's take a break. We can go to your room, lay down together." Bucky smiled at Steve and kissed him on the forehead. Steve nodded and took Bucky's hand as they walked to his room together.

They both lay on their sides on Steve's bed. It wasn't a large bed, so they had to be close, but they didn't mind. Bucky had his arm outstretched, and Steve's neck was on top of it. His other arm was over Steve's side. Steve lay with his arms folded up between his and Bucky's chests.

"I love you." Bucky said again, he loved saying it to Steve, he never thought that he would ever be able to. He was more than delighted with how it turned out, with them both confessing to each other. He was worried about what Steve would think about him if this had been a one-sided love. He didn't even want to think about that outcome.

Steve smiled, "I love you too, Buck." He looked at him, but then his smile faded and a more concerned look appeared on his face.

"Everything okay, Steve?"

"Yeah. Sorry, I was just thinking. What's going to happen after we get into the army? We won't be able to continue this."

Bucky thought before he answered, "Well, we just have to win the war fast, clearly." He chuckled but then continued, "Don't worry, darlin'. Everything is going to be fine after the war. I promise."

"We'll stay how we are?"

"Of course. Nothing's gonna change," Bucky held Steve close to him, "I'm not going to let anything happen to you, you know that."

Steve nodded in Bucky's arms, "I won't let anything happen to you either. I promise."

"How about I stay over tonight?" Bucky asked him, there was a slight flirty tone in what he said, which caused Steve to look at him.

"Bucky, you know I don't wanna–"

"I know, I didn't mean it like that. Jeez, Stevie, you think that little of me? I just mean the two of us, spending a night together like this. Not a worry about anything else, and then tomorrow we head over to Goldie's to start your training."

Steve smiled, "I'd love that."

In the few months they had been together as a couple, they had never spent the night together, Steve was nervous about it. He didn't mind when they were just friends, but it seemed different after they had begun their secret romantic relationship. However, now everything seemed right. He was in Bucky's arms, laying next to him on his bed, and everything was perfect.

He had a brief thought of the two of them together on the battlefield, and them both together when the war was over, and growing old with him. Bucky was the love of Steve's life, and Steve was the love of Bucky's. They both considered it insane that they didn't tell each other sooner, especially if it would be a happy outcome for both of them, but they were incredibly glad they did tell each other.

The next day, Bucky would begin training Steve, then the two would walk into the Induction Office together, side-by-side, and together they would leave for the army. Eventually everything they both wanted, spending their lives together, would be a reality.

Steve closed his eyes and moved closer to Bucky, who kissed his forehead, and together they both drifted to sleep. Still entangled in each other's arms, and smiling.

They'd be together, always with one another, until the end of the line.

AN/ Well that's it. Til The End of the Line is now complete, and in time for Civil War to come out! Which reminds me, I'm making a sequel to this, in the modern time! So a little further is a little snippet that I have done! It's a conversation between Steve and Bucky, who, in the movies, did not exactly get what they wanted in this fic, sort of a Winter Soldier time frame. So continue reading if you'd like! Also if you'd like to, I'd still love reviews! Any improvements I could make, or things I did well, maybe? Alrighty here we go.

The two were in Steve's apartment. Bucky sat rigidly on his couch, while Steve paced. He stopped to look at Bucky.

"You said nothing would change, but now look at us! Everything changed, Bucky." Steve was on the brink of tears, he hated fighting with Bucky, but ever since he's seen him again, that's all they've been doing.

"Not everything," was all Bucky said. His prior treatment from Alexander Pierce had left him a man with little to say.

"What do you mean? Look at us, Buck, we're not the same people we were. I thought you were dead, and then when I saw you again, we were trying to kill each other."

"Do you still love me?" Bucky looked at him straight in the eye, he had a pained expression, afraid of the answer he might get from Steve.

After a pause, Steve relaxed and said, "Of course I do."

"Then we're still the same people. Nothing changed." Bucky had a small but recognizable smirk on his face.