[ steve gets a look that very clearly judges the future's fashion sensibilities. hair down to his shoulders? why? for a brief second, he soaks in the joy of focusing on something that well and truly doesn't matter.
and then steve keeps talking.
there's more and it's not good. well, that's not particularly surprising. bucky's tempted to choose not to hear it, but he's gotten very good at ignoring temptations. if he didn't, he'd have been home a long time ago. ]
How many times do I gotta tell you you don't have to carry the world on your shoulders alone?
[ he offers his friend a soft, resigned smile. it's not good? well he'll just have to change it, wouldn't he. for all his coming down on steve, he's just as stubborn. ]
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and then steve keeps talking.
there's more and it's not good. well, that's not particularly surprising. bucky's tempted to choose not to hear it, but he's gotten very good at ignoring temptations. if he didn't, he'd have been home a long time ago. ]
How many times do I gotta tell you you don't have to carry the world on your shoulders alone?
[ he offers his friend a soft, resigned smile. it's not good? well he'll just have to change it, wouldn't he. for all his coming down on steve, he's just as stubborn. ]