it's you and me up against the world, it's you and me

[dysmorphics]

 

 

 

 

I don't need a parachute, baby if I've got you
Baby if I've got you, I don't need a parachute
You're gonna catch me,
You're gonna catch if I fall
( 🎶 )

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[hadagreatpast]

Oh. Bucky felt his own face flush a bit at that thought. "Under your clothes, huh?" It was entirely possible that Steph didn't mean to distract Bucky with thoughts of what she had under that... exceptionally tight outfit she had on. He'd already been struggling not to focus on it, dammit.

But dammit, now he was thinking about how tight those so-called pants she had on were. "Are you trying to tell me that compared to your little USO skirt, I'm gonna be disappointed by what's under there? Cause I don't think that can happen."

[dysmorphics]

Well. Apparently flirting was a lot like fighting, just more... dangerous. It wasn't helping that Bucky seemed to be playing along. Steph felt like she was sparring with him with a blindfold on. What now?

"Only one way to find out, yeah?" Dammit, here she was again, running her mouth and making herself deal with the consequences later. But hey, look at where thinking and plotting had gotten her; sure, he was alive, and HYDRA was gone for the most part, but she'd never seen him so unhappy. Something had to change.

She gave his fingers a soft, hopefully reassuring squeeze, her way of granting him permission to act on it if he wanted. But they could just snuggle on the couch and hold each other if that was all he yearned for. Anything for him.

Hey lets just pretend that's not clearly Chris Evans in this icon

[hadagreatpast]

Bucky watched her for a few seconds, his mind feeling like it was running through about fifty different thoughts at once while being pulled in just as many different directions. But there was one thought and one direction that was louder than any of the others.

"I want to kiss you," he admitted, face going more red as he brought his left hand up to rest gently on Steph's waist. As much as he had always wanted to kiss her, it wasn't exactly something he'd admitted out loud before. Maybe in passing, when he was telling the Howlies how much he needed to get home to propose to his best friend, but even then the kissing was more implied than stated. "But, Steph, I need you to promise not to up and disappear on me again. Not if you can help it."

Bucky genuinely didn't think he'd be able to handle losing her again. He'd barely survived the first time.

what chris evans 🤪

[dysmorphics]

Steph suddenly felt light-headed and weak in the knees, as if Bucky's hand on her waist was the only thing holding her up. She hadn't realized just how much she needed this. Maybe it was the loneliness. Maybe it was suppressing all those big feelings. Or maybe because she'd been at the verge of once again giving up on everything, and he came just in time to save her.

"I was gonna end it all," she admitted with a sob, practically collapsing in his arms. It wasn't an appropriate response by any means, but he had to know. She owed him the truth, no matter how ugly it was. He had to know what he was getting into with her. "After tonight. After I took you to see her." She didn't know how, but that had been the plan. There was no point living in a world without him — or in one where she had failed him.

"But you... you stayed." Even after she fucked things up. He stayed, and he held her, and he didn't hate her, and that meant more than he could ever know.

[hadagreatpast]

Steph's admission made Bucky's eyes widen in a mix of shock and fear. Shock that she would go that far for any reason, and fear of losing her for good. But that only lasted for a second before he moved, one arm wrapping tightly around her waist and the other wrapping around her shoulders in a tight hug, holding her close.

"You can't- You can't do that, Steph. To you or to me," he said as he clung to her, his chin on her shoulder. Even then, he knew it was stupid to make it about him even slightly, but he'd say absolutely anything to convince her not to do anything that stupid.

Plus, if he knew for sure she was gone for good--not just some stupid rumors that people were trying to link to his missing best friend--Bucky couldn't be sure he wouldn't be right on her heels.

Men weren't supposed to cry. That had been drilled into Bucky's head since he could remember. But that didn't stop him from feeling his eyes well up as he squeezed them closed.

"Of course I stayed, punk. Since you pulled that stupid scarf off your face, I've taken every chance to stay with you. I spent too much time trying to find you to just... leave."