[ Steve just shakes his head and watches Bucky eat with an intensity that might not be appropriate for watching something so mundane.
It might not, save for how many times he's lost Bucky and how many more times Bucky has given him a scare and he still can barely believe that Bucky is here, alive and intact and with his metal arm still there and he's eating and smiling, the warmth against his shoulder a reminder that unlike Peggy, Bucky's not an hallucination.
Whatever HYDRA made him do, whatever they did to him, none of it matters right now. He has Bucky back and he knows this man just as well as he knows himself.
The words shake him from his own reverie and he bumps Bucky's shoulder gently with his own. ]
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It might not, save for how many times he's lost Bucky and how many more times Bucky has given him a scare and he still can barely believe that Bucky is here, alive and intact and with his metal arm still there and he's eating and smiling, the warmth against his shoulder a reminder that unlike Peggy, Bucky's not an hallucination.
Whatever HYDRA made him do, whatever they did to him, none of it matters right now. He has Bucky back and he knows this man just as well as he knows himself.
The words shake him from his own reverie and he bumps Bucky's shoulder gently with his own. ]
Chicken?