disassembles: (lose every time motherfucker)
James "Bucky" Barnes | The Winter Soldier ([personal profile] disassembles) wrote in [community profile] entrancelogs 2015-04-23 05:58 pm (UTC)

The first thing he feels is relief. Sharing a particular experience with someone doesn't mean they can be intrinsically trusted, and for all that he thinks she's genuine about her commitment to her work, Steve's big harmless puppy eyes tend to get past a lot of defenses. He flags her post so he can come back to it later. The fact that Steve instinctively trusts her too is a point in her favor. Still...

Good. I didn't tell you about her so you could check up on me through her.

He's not really mad this time just - frustrated. James looks at his phone like it's personally betrayed him, and stands up to pace. He knows Steve is just trying to look out for him and he hasn't exactly given him a lot of other options in that department. It used to be that they talked to each other about everything but it's been a slow and painful road forward, now that they aren't what they were. Steve can still tell when he's hiding something, no matter what, and James can tell the same about him, but he's less forthcoming with his secrets, just like Steve is less forthcoming with his burdens.

He supposes they need to do something about that.

Look - I know we haven't talked about a lot of things, and I know I'm not exactly forthcoming

so


He doesn't really know where to go from there, but he sort of does, too.

This texting thing is ridiculous. Give me a minute.

He steps through the door between their rooms, shutting it silently behind him. He heads unerringly for the washroom - he'd heard the water running earlier, and while it's unlike Steve to soak in the bath, he hadn't heard him leave.

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