[ Steve points out, ever the punk. Yes, he's wanted marriage, kids, and a nice house; but those things had been abstract concepts, especially now when they're in the middle of war and all he's bent on is bringing Bucky and the others back home safe, ending it with minimal casualties. He's very sure that Bucky's got scars of his own -- already the man isn't the same one who's left him at the expo. He looks older, more haunted, and he can't even begin to imagine the depth of torture he'd been exposed to at the base.
He looks down at him, stepping closer as he makes out his features so clearly in the darkness. He cups his face, shaking his head. He's soft, quiet, leaning to whisper the words in his ear, earnest and honest. All he sees now is Bucky, and going home safe. ] Buck, I just got you back. Are you gonna spend the whole night asking me these things?
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[ Steve points out, ever the punk. Yes, he's wanted marriage, kids, and a nice house; but those things had been abstract concepts, especially now when they're in the middle of war and all he's bent on is bringing Bucky and the others back home safe, ending it with minimal casualties. He's very sure that Bucky's got scars of his own -- already the man isn't the same one who's left him at the expo. He looks older, more haunted, and he can't even begin to imagine the depth of torture he'd been exposed to at the base.
He looks down at him, stepping closer as he makes out his features so clearly in the darkness. He cups his face, shaking his head. He's soft, quiet, leaning to whisper the words in his ear, earnest and honest. All he sees now is Bucky, and going home safe. ] Buck, I just got you back. Are you gonna spend the whole night asking me these things?