12-09-2018, 11:10 AM
The whisper sends shivers down his spine automatically, but the words hit him like a brick when they register. Not because of the implications, but because of the fact that Steve had chosen a diner of all places to bring this conversation about. Then again, they had been a bit weird about sharing spaces the past while. Bucky found it hard to sleep or really exist around someone else for too long. Steve being the wonderful person he was never pressured him to stay over (or to stay over). They saw each other nearly every day but kept some time to themselves, if only so Bucky could brood alone.
It was difficult trying to love someone unconditionally and protect them from your inner demons. He was well aware the other man had his own darkness and that was why he didn't want to burden Steve with any more worry then he had to. "... Oh." Ah, such a clever and well thought out response. "Does this mean...? I mean, are you...?"
It was difficult trying to love someone unconditionally and protect them from your inner demons. He was well aware the other man had his own darkness and that was why he didn't want to burden Steve with any more worry then he had to. "... Oh." Ah, such a clever and well thought out response. "Does this mean...? I mean, are you...?"
my heart belongs to steve
his ass belongs to me
his ass belongs to me