It's too much to believe, almost. It's one thing to be told that Bucky was attracted to him like this and quite another to know that he had always felt that way. Back when Steve was small and no one gave him even the slightest attention, Bucky had been trying to catch his eye. Had been looking at him the same way Steve had tried to stop himself from doing. And now, in the middle of a war, they'd both finally had the nerve to do something about it.
More so Bucky, sure. But Steve wasn't just gonna let him take all the credit.
"I can't imagine if we'd figured it out back in Brooklyn. Walls were so thin I could hear our neighbors' blinks. Could you imagine us both tryin' to keep a lid on it every night? I'd give you maybe a month before you played Sinatra at top volume and hoped that drowned everything out."
It is a nice dream, honestly. Steve thinks about what that might have been like. Bucky would be sending him looks all through dinner. The tension in the apartment would be like waiting for a pitch when all the bases were loaded. Night would fall and the record would fill their room with sweet songs. Sweet songs that gradually got louder and louder as enough was enough and Bucky pressed him into the couch or the floor and kissed them both breathless. Timing gasps and moans to crescendos. Whispering words that were only meant for each other, barely audible but clear in meaning all the same.
Steve wants it. He wants that more than he's wanted anything since he enlisted.
"After all this is over... You and me. We're gonna have more money than we've seen in awhile. We can get a better place. Somewhere that don't have creaking floors or busybodies next door. Where we can just be you and me."
Steve pauses and pulls back again so he can look at Bucky's face. They've talked feelings and all but he's just made an assumption about whether this comes home with them or not. For all he knows, Bucky is gonna lose this nerve when his ma and sisters could walk in the door and catch them in an embrace. Steve wouldn't blame him for it at all. Part of him goes cold imagining his ma doing the same.
"If you wanted, I mean. I'm... You know I ain't gonna ask more from you than wanna give. I never thought I'd even have this, Buck."
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Date: 2022-07-08 03:06 am (UTC)More so Bucky, sure. But Steve wasn't just gonna let him take all the credit.
"I can't imagine if we'd figured it out back in Brooklyn. Walls were so thin I could hear our neighbors' blinks. Could you imagine us both tryin' to keep a lid on it every night? I'd give you maybe a month before you played Sinatra at top volume and hoped that drowned everything out."
It is a nice dream, honestly. Steve thinks about what that might have been like. Bucky would be sending him looks all through dinner. The tension in the apartment would be like waiting for a pitch when all the bases were loaded. Night would fall and the record would fill their room with sweet songs. Sweet songs that gradually got louder and louder as enough was enough and Bucky pressed him into the couch or the floor and kissed them both breathless. Timing gasps and moans to crescendos. Whispering words that were only meant for each other, barely audible but clear in meaning all the same.
Steve wants it. He wants that more than he's wanted anything since he enlisted.
"After all this is over... You and me. We're gonna have more money than we've seen in awhile. We can get a better place. Somewhere that don't have creaking floors or busybodies next door. Where we can just be you and me."
Steve pauses and pulls back again so he can look at Bucky's face. They've talked feelings and all but he's just made an assumption about whether this comes home with them or not. For all he knows, Bucky is gonna lose this nerve when his ma and sisters could walk in the door and catch them in an embrace. Steve wouldn't blame him for it at all. Part of him goes cold imagining his ma doing the same.
"If you wanted, I mean. I'm... You know I ain't gonna ask more from you than wanna give. I never thought I'd even have this, Buck."