[Steve understands that. He flops over onto his side and curls around Bucky again. This time his head is propped up on his hand and elbow allowing him to look at his friend as he talks. His other hand is still brushing dark strands out of blue eyes. God, he will never get enough of the simple, silly things like this. He'll just never get enough of Bucky.]
In Calibrations, I had a memory of you locked up. My sixteenth birthday when we were sitting on the roof watching fireworks.
[He remembers it so well. Remembers looking at his friend and thinking about how lucky he was to have him by his side. Bucky could have been on dates, that night. He could have been having run with boys that weren't wrapped in a blanket in the middle of the summer thanks to an unseasonal cold. But he was there. Right there with him.]
I think...that mighta been the first time I wanted to kiss you. [He holds his hand up against any questions.] I don't know for sure. It's hard because I never... consciously thought about you like that. You were my brother.
But. Yeah. What I felt then and what I feel now is pretty similar. I think you had me on a string for awhile, pal.
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Date: 2019-04-23 02:26 am (UTC)In Calibrations, I had a memory of you locked up. My sixteenth birthday when we were sitting on the roof watching fireworks.
[He remembers it so well. Remembers looking at his friend and thinking about how lucky he was to have him by his side. Bucky could have been on dates, that night. He could have been having run with boys that weren't wrapped in a blanket in the middle of the summer thanks to an unseasonal cold. But he was there. Right there with him.]
I think...that mighta been the first time I wanted to kiss you. [He holds his hand up against any questions.] I don't know for sure. It's hard because I never... consciously thought about you like that. You were my brother.
But. Yeah. What I felt then and what I feel now is pretty similar. I think you had me on a string for awhile, pal.