[Steve was there, opening his arms and looping them both around Bucky's neck as he padded forward and butted against his chest. He folded him into a hug, gripping tight because he had a good feeling it really wasn't just an escape that Bucky was looking for -- but some sort of assurance. They were making a gamble here and one they both didn't fully understand. He was damn sure he had all the mental fortitude anyone could ask for but energy...
That lacked more often than he liked. But right now was the time to do it if there was any. Their training over the past week had him feeling hardier than he had in years. Steve scratched soothingly, pressing a kiss to one of Bucky's flat ears and then another.]
I understand. [And what Bucky was entrusting him with. He had a good life as a human, friends and work and a world he'd been in for most of his life. You could practically say he knew it better than anything else. He never tried to go and seek out other wolves. It'd be hard, it'd hurt and he didn't, he wouldn't cause Bucky any more pain after this.] I swear I'm going to give this my everything. I'm not gonna die on you. That'd be too easy, defeat the whole point of trying to change.
The fights don't matter if you aren't there. Nothing matters. So you better be. I need you.
[Steve rubbed his cheek against Bucky's muzzle, pulling back to give him a tilted smile. His heart was beating hard, drumming fast because it seemed so impossible and reckless that there might finally be something that could help. What kind of wolf would he be? Would they still work if they were the same?
And honestly, if Bucky refused to go anywhere once they we done with this, if he wanted to meld into the woods and forget the human world, Steve would try for him. He couldn't imagine going off, even if it was to the war and doing it alone.] You think it would be better to head out to do this or stay here?
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That lacked more often than he liked. But right now was the time to do it if there was any. Their training over the past week had him feeling hardier than he had in years. Steve scratched soothingly, pressing a kiss to one of Bucky's flat ears and then another.]
I understand. [And what Bucky was entrusting him with. He had a good life as a human, friends and work and a world he'd been in for most of his life. You could practically say he knew it better than anything else. He never tried to go and seek out other wolves. It'd be hard, it'd hurt and he didn't, he wouldn't cause Bucky any more pain after this.] I swear I'm going to give this my everything. I'm not gonna die on you. That'd be too easy, defeat the whole point of trying to change.
The fights don't matter if you aren't there. Nothing matters. So you better be. I need you.
[Steve rubbed his cheek against Bucky's muzzle, pulling back to give him a tilted smile. His heart was beating hard, drumming fast because it seemed so impossible and reckless that there might finally be something that could help. What kind of wolf would he be? Would they still work if they were the same?
And honestly, if Bucky refused to go anywhere once they we done with this, if he wanted to meld into the woods and forget the human world, Steve would try for him. He couldn't imagine going off, even if it was to the war and doing it alone.] You think it would be better to head out to do this or stay here?