No, I didn't. [ Steve wasn't in the habit of saving those things, much to Bucky's evident dismay, but he knew that the choice of victim this time distressed him more than the others did. Bucky's world prized the females more than the males, matriarchal -- his respect for the older females in society were bred from his own experience, for whatever it was worth.
He wrapped his arm back around him again, eager to comfort him as he gently crooned, addicted to Bucky's soft musical hum, to his open expressions. He rubbed his cheek back against him before he pressed his lips against his cheek. One soft kiss. Another.
Bucky bumping against his black eye made him wince, but it didn't matter, not when he'd pretty much heard what was the highest of praise. ] Hey. Hey, it's okay. [ He smiled a little. ] That's a first I'm hearing from you.
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He wrapped his arm back around him again, eager to comfort him as he gently crooned, addicted to Bucky's soft musical hum, to his open expressions. He rubbed his cheek back against him before he pressed his lips against his cheek. One soft kiss. Another.
Bucky bumping against his black eye made him wince, but it didn't matter, not when he'd pretty much heard what was the highest of praise. ] Hey. Hey, it's okay. [ He smiled a little. ] That's a first I'm hearing from you.