[Even if they did want to send him home, he isn't going unless she is, and there's absolutely no chance of that. He keeps the thought to himself. There's no sense in upsetting her more, though Steph's sharp enough to figure it out. They can pretend for a little longer.
Well, about some things.
Of the many dreams Bucky's had of kissing Steph, she's never been sad. Incredulous perhaps, or laughing at him, or best of all, absolutely delighted. The one at the factory had been one for the movies, passionate and desperate and perfect in spite of the blood and grime he'd been covered in at the time. Now, he strokes a thumb over her cheek and kisses her again, hardly chaste, but a lot more gentle.]
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Well, about some things.
Of the many dreams Bucky's had of kissing Steph, she's never been sad. Incredulous perhaps, or laughing at him, or best of all, absolutely delighted. The one at the factory had been one for the movies, passionate and desperate and perfect in spite of the blood and grime he'd been covered in at the time. Now, he strokes a thumb over her cheek and kisses her again, hardly chaste, but a lot more gentle.]
Yeah.
[If he has to die, it won't be regretting this.]