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James "Bucky" Barnes | The Winter Soldier ([personal profile] disassembles) wrote in [community profile] entrancelogs2014-11-06 11:54 am

[closed] wander or leave / turn into winter lights

Who: Bruce, Bucky squared, Pepper, Elena, and Steve
Where: The training room, the gym, the coffee shop, and room 26-28 on the 7th floor.
When: 10/29 - 11/04
Rating: PG - R (for one log)
Summary: Mostly a late post-event catch-all.
The Story:


where did you go?


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[personal profile] assembles 2014-12-09 10:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's funny, because they've actually had this conversation before, about the pros and cons of waking up early or sleeping in. Steve hadn't seen the point then, but he's definitely got the picture now. Granted, if he spends too many mornings in bed with Bucky, people are bound to notice that shift in his routine.

He's got to figure out if he really cares. Given this past event, it's probably a pointless endeavor to keep any secrets.]


Oh, obviously. [Steve opens his eyes and then dips his head down to steal another kiss from Bucky. His hands reach out and slide across Bucky's shoulders, and one brushes against the chain of Bucky's dogtags. He follows the chain down to the actual tags and then cups them in his palm, reading over the information there as if he hasn't seen it a hundred times already.

Steve's got his on, too. It's the only thing he doesn't ever take off.]
James Buchanan Barnes. [Saying Bucky's full name reminds him of their interaction on the helicarrier ("your name is James Buchanan Barnes"), and his expression shifts into a frown. Someday, Bucky might need these more than he realizes, as another reminder.]
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[personal profile] assembles 2014-12-10 05:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[When Bucky's hand closes over his, Steve glances up until they've made eye contact, and this close Bucky's eyes look particularly gray. He's ruined the mood in a matter of seconds and he wants to apologize for that -- he hadn't meant to -- but then Bucky asks that question.

Steve frowns, not sure why he would assume that, and he shakes his head.]
No, you...

[He works his hand out from Bucky's and pulls it back, letting the dogtags fall back against his chest.] You should keep them. [Because someday Steve may need to show them to Bucky and say, look, this is you. He doesn't want to explain it because he probably doesn't have to and he's already made this bad enough.]
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[personal profile] assembles 2014-12-16 03:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[The moment that the word romantic comes into the conversation, the offer takes on a different kind of meaning, one that Steve maybe should have realized earlier, given that they've discussing this while laying together in bed.

Bucky has a point, though. If he does eventually leave this place and come back tortured and cracked apart, then he may not even have the tags with him. No, he definitely won't.]


All right. I'll keep them safe for you, how's that?

[Although it doesn't seem right to just take Bucky's -- and so Steve shifts back until he's sitting on the bed and then grabs for the chain on his own tags and pulls them over his head.

He hands them over.]
But you should take mine, then. [If Bucky leaves, the dog tags should remain here, and Steve can always give them back to him later. If Bucky would even take them, but Steve's not going to think too hard on that right now.]
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[personal profile] assembles 2014-12-29 04:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[Bucky knows better than to refuse the exchange, which Steve is thankful for. The last thing he wants is for this to turn into some kind of argument when it's supposed to be a nice thing.

Naturally, Bucky's tags feel more or less the same around his neck as his own always have, and yet Steve can still feel the warmth in them from Bucky's skin -- that's what's special about it. He closes his eyes for a moment, but smirks when Bucky asks that question.

His hands both move forward to either of Bucky's sides and hold him there, like he can somehow prevent him from ever leaving just with a strong grip. His eyes flutter open.]


Haven't I always been your best guy? [Sappy as they're being right now, that's the truth. What Steve has always maintained about this shift in their friendship is that it really doesn't change that much. Maybe that's why it had been so easy for him to fall into.]
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[personal profile] assembles 2015-01-04 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
[They've been at this for a few weeks now, but there are still moments when a kiss from Bucky catches Steve by surprise. Which isn't a bad thing, really, but his eyes do widen for a moment before he relaxes all over again.

When Bucky draws in closer and their foreheads touch, Steve holds that position, his own arms looping further around until his hands clasp at the small of Bucky's back. It's not often that he feels this at ease, especially so soon after an event, but this has been good for both of them, even with all of the risks taken into account.

Bucky's question causes him to scoff, and their faces are close enough that Bucky is likely to feel the warmth of his breath against his lips.]


First of all, jerk, we should probably think about Thanksgiving first. Second of all, you can get it for me, but that doesn't mean I have to wear it.

[Mainly because it would bring up a lot of questions from their friends. Steve might sleep in it. Maybe. Just to make Bucky laugh.]
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[personal profile] assembles 2015-01-06 10:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Actually, it sounds kind of nice.

[Thanksgiving isn't something either Steve or Bucky could celebrate much, even before the war. There hadn't often been much in the way of food on the table, but they'd made it work all the same. Steve still has some good memories, and he'd like to make new ones with the team.

The thought of a huge feast (because here, they can take as much food as they'd like from the closets, and maybe even cook some things) betrays his appetite, though, as his stomach growls loud enough to be heard even under the blanket he had pulled over him.

He laughs and glances from his traitor of a stomach to Bucky.]
Can we make a small exception in the 'staying-in-bed-all-day' plan?
Edited 2015-01-06 22:11 (UTC)