[It's okay, Steve. No one is likely to believe Bucky anyway.
Even with his heavy boots on, Bucky is quiet when he joins Steve in the kitchen. He purposefully sidesteps so that he comes into the peripheral view of the other man, not wanting to startle him, and reaches into a cupboard for two glasses and the bottle of whiskey someone hid there. Filling the glasses, he slides one to Steve on the countertop as he raises an eyebrow slowly:]
I have a feeling there's a good story behind this, [he says as he leans against the counter, waiting for his friend to share his thoughts.]
[ He takes a sip of the whiskey. It does nothing, but maybe a placebo effect will calm his nerves. Why does he feel so strangely telling this to Bucky, as if it's a confession? ]
Oh, you want the whole story? I wouldn't even know where to start.
[ A beat. He considers it's like ripping off a bandaid. ]
Tony and I are going steady. We have been, for a couple months, but I didn't really wanna tell anyone unless it was serious. I guess we're -- starting to. Tell people.
[ And he could tell that whole story if Bucky really wants, but he really just needs to get that out of the way first, and see what he says. Because - yeah, well, it is kinda awkward, isn't it? Especially because it's Tony and Buck. And he knows Tony forgave Bucky, but he also knows that's not some sort of on-off switch he can toggle - and he imagines Bucky might have some thoughts about that. ]
[Unfortunately for Bucky, he's taking in a sip of whiskey when Steve drops the bomb about him and Tony, and the surprise of it all has him choke on the amber liquid. He dissolves in a fit of coughs, eyes watering as the alcohol burns into his nose, and he raises a hand to signal Steve that he's alright. As the fit of coughs calms down he gives the other man a confused look:]
Help me understand here, [he starts in a strangled voice], didn't he try to kill you in Siberia in your world?
[Maybe the whole Leipzig airport fiasco turned out differently in Steve's world?]
[ While he goes to get a napkin or something for Bucky, ]
Well, yes?
[ That did, in fact, happen. But he'd also tried to attack Tony first, because he'd come after Bucky, which was due to an emotional reaction - listen, the point is: ]
I take blame for not telling him what happened. And we've buried the hatchet.
It turns out when we give each other some space and talk things out, that we realize we're better together than apart.
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Even with his heavy boots on, Bucky is quiet when he joins Steve in the kitchen. He purposefully sidesteps so that he comes into the peripheral view of the other man, not wanting to startle him, and reaches into a cupboard for two glasses and the bottle of whiskey someone hid there. Filling the glasses, he slides one to Steve on the countertop as he raises an eyebrow slowly:]
I have a feeling there's a good story behind this, [he says as he leans against the counter, waiting for his friend to share his thoughts.]
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Oh, you want the whole story? I wouldn't even know where to start.
[ A beat. He considers it's like ripping off a bandaid. ]
Tony and I are going steady. We have been, for a couple months, but I didn't really wanna tell anyone unless it was serious. I guess we're -- starting to. Tell people.
[ And he could tell that whole story if Bucky really wants, but he really just needs to get that out of the way first, and see what he says. Because - yeah, well, it is kinda awkward, isn't it? Especially because it's Tony and Buck. And he knows Tony forgave Bucky, but he also knows that's not some sort of on-off switch he can toggle - and he imagines Bucky might have some thoughts about that. ]
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Help me understand here, [he starts in a strangled voice], didn't he try to kill you in Siberia in your world?
[Maybe the whole Leipzig airport fiasco turned out differently in Steve's world?]
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Well, yes?
[ That did, in fact, happen. But he'd also tried to attack Tony first, because he'd come after Bucky, which was due to an emotional reaction - listen, the point is: ]
I take blame for not telling him what happened. And we've buried the hatchet.
It turns out when we give each other some space and talk things out, that we realize we're better together than apart.