[ The silence isn't supposed to be new either, or at least Steph has had a few years to get used to the new Bucky, the one from After. But the one she's with tonight isn't quite him, either, and she doesn't really know how to feel about that. Oh, she isn't any less in love with him, but she's struck by the realization that he's both her oldest friend and a total stranger.
The restaurant choice slams that point home. ]
For real? Oh, wow.
[ She stares down at the flowers in her hand. High-end places aren't her style, not even after everything she's been through and the fact that she's pretty much a celebrity in her own right. But her silence isn't from discomfort or disapproval. Rather, it's because: ] You didn't have to go through all that trouble for me, Buck. I ain't worth it.
[ Fuck, she's really terrible at dating, isn't she? The night hasn't even started and she's already messing things up.
She desperately tries to remedy the situation by quickly adding: ] You didn't have to sell your arm for that reservation, did you? I'd sell the shield, but I'd have to get it back from Sam first.
( a soft, weary chuckle escapes him. he shoots her a sidelong glance, the one that's equal parts amused and eternally tired. )
A guy I know owes me a favor. Everything's on the house.
( the only thing that cost him is the bouquet of flower he'd bought her. a cheap date, by any measure. the last thing he wants is for her to think this is a burden. as the elevator doors slide open, he gestures for her to go first. )
But if you'd be more comfortable at a Wendy's, just say the word. I hear the Baconator's a national treasure.
[ A favor isn't exactly free, but before she can make her point, he suggests going to Wendy's instead and she has to laugh as she steps out of the elevator. Wendy's for a first date! Sam would never let them live it down. Bucky more than her. ]
And let this go to waste?
[ She elbows him lightly on the ribs once he comes up next to her — this referring to his outfit — before snaking her arm around his and drawing herself back into his side. She hopes he doesn't mind. It keeps up the appearance of a date, though she likes it for more personal, selfish reasons. ]
No, no, Wendy's is for midnight snacks, after we go dancing. I'm gonna need a whole tower of pancakes after all that excitement. There is gonna be dancing, right?
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The restaurant choice slams that point home. ]
For real? Oh, wow.
[ She stares down at the flowers in her hand. High-end places aren't her style, not even after everything she's been through and the fact that she's pretty much a celebrity in her own right. But her silence isn't from discomfort or disapproval. Rather, it's because: ] You didn't have to go through all that trouble for me, Buck. I ain't worth it.
[ Fuck, she's really terrible at dating, isn't she? The night hasn't even started and she's already messing things up.
She desperately tries to remedy the situation by quickly adding: ] You didn't have to sell your arm for that reservation, did you? I'd sell the shield, but I'd have to get it back from Sam first.
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A guy I know owes me a favor. Everything's on the house.
( the only thing that cost him is the bouquet of flower he'd bought her. a cheap date, by any measure. the last thing he wants is for her to think this is a burden. as the elevator doors slide open, he gestures for her to go first. )
But if you'd be more comfortable at a Wendy's, just say the word. I hear the Baconator's a national treasure.
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And let this go to waste?
[ She elbows him lightly on the ribs once he comes up next to her — this referring to his outfit — before snaking her arm around his and drawing herself back into his side. She hopes he doesn't mind. It keeps up the appearance of a date, though she likes it for more personal, selfish reasons. ]
No, no, Wendy's is for midnight snacks, after we go dancing. I'm gonna need a whole tower of pancakes after all that excitement. There is gonna be dancing, right?