[He meant it when he said he couldn't imagine life without Bucky. As badly as he wanted to come back to Peggy, maybe he would have tried a little harder to land the Valkyrie if he'd realized he was still alive somewhere. Maybe he would have failed, anyway.
It would be okay, in Steve's mind, to say his own journey was worth it. Bucky's, though--he can't even think about that. He pulls him closer, arms around his waist, and if he's just going to keep kissing him, Steve isn't going to object.
He looks a little mesmerized when they break off, and it takes his brain a second to catch up with what might be burning.
Oh, right! Breakfast! He scrambles to remove the singed batter from the pan, and turns the heat down.] Aw, you won't even taste the burned part if you cover it with enough syrup.
[He's still red, and lets out a huff of air that's forceful enough to blow a couple stray strands of hair off his forehead.] Breakfast, then kissing. I like this plan.
[His own appetite has flown out the window abruptly, but he promised pancakes and he will deliver.]
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Date: 2018-04-13 07:43 pm (UTC)It would be okay, in Steve's mind, to say his own journey was worth it. Bucky's, though--he can't even think about that. He pulls him closer, arms around his waist, and if he's just going to keep kissing him, Steve isn't going to object.
He looks a little mesmerized when they break off, and it takes his brain a second to catch up with what might be burning.
Oh, right! Breakfast! He scrambles to remove the singed batter from the pan, and turns the heat down.] Aw, you won't even taste the burned part if you cover it with enough syrup.
[He's still red, and lets out a huff of air that's forceful enough to blow a couple stray strands of hair off his forehead.] Breakfast, then kissing. I like this plan.
[His own appetite has flown out the window abruptly, but he promised pancakes and he will deliver.]