06-17-2016, 05:47 PM
Eventually giving in, Bucky decided to take a shower. He still had no intention of sticking around, so a shower now while he had it would be nice, dirty clothes or not. Despite how many times he'd been a carrier for Hydra, he still couldn't ever get used to how he looked. He tended to carry low which was sometimes unbearable with the constant strain on his hips. When he was finished in the shower, he paused when he heard Steve come back inside.
"Oh... Okay. Thanks." That was considerate, but now Bucky knew Steve had been looking. Who wouldn't though; he always found himself staring at other carrying omegas. It was times like this he wished he'd been born alpha. Bucky stepped out of the bathroom, one towel wrapped around his waist while he had another draped over his middle. It was embarrassing, so he quickly pulled on a new shirt and one of the pairs of sweatpants under his towel and tossed them to the side. "You didn't have to," he said awkwardly, smoothing the shirt over his abdomen.
"Oh... Okay. Thanks." That was considerate, but now Bucky knew Steve had been looking. Who wouldn't though; he always found himself staring at other carrying omegas. It was times like this he wished he'd been born alpha. Bucky stepped out of the bathroom, one towel wrapped around his waist while he had another draped over his middle. It was embarrassing, so he quickly pulled on a new shirt and one of the pairs of sweatpants under his towel and tossed them to the side. "You didn't have to," he said awkwardly, smoothing the shirt over his abdomen.