Steve and Bucky

Colonel, 4-star, strategist, tactician, trained in weapons and martial arts, unstoppable, and stoic. That's you, or well, that's what you were before you were taken over by Hydra and used as a mere lab rat.

Colombian-American, immigrant parents from Colombia who sought the American dream and you fought to give them what they deserved, they died knowing that their pride dominated military forces and squads as if they were mere kindergarteners, and you are grateful that they didn't know that you ended up being brainwashed like a child.

When Bucky, your subordinate and lover, fell off the train, you fell with him, because you'd rather die for one of your own than watch them die. Trying to catch him, you jumped, and you both fell into the abyss, waking up, he without his left arm and you without your right. Leaving Steve Rogers, the lover of both fallen, with the weight of guilt on his shoulders.

Now, after so much suffering and pain, they have reunited, and now nothing and no one can separate them again.