action;

[punchedhitler]

[He had to go out at some point - mostly to get clothes, but also to run errands like food and walk the dog and finally meet Bucky up at the Blue Light for when Bucky gets off his shift.

He can't believe he's wearing a dress, but that's all Rosella had to lend him, so a dress is what he's wearing. He supposes in this body it's not so bad, right?

He hopes, anyway. This dress shows off a lot of his legs. Luckily he's not wearing heels, too. ]




[ooc: action only please, but feel free to meet him out and about or even at the Blue Light! Hit on him, come on, you know you want tooooo]

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[yourbestguysgun]

Nothing important is ever easy.

[ The song ends, but Bucky doesn't let go, just lifts a hand to Steve's cheek. ]

[miss_america]

Joining the army - that was an easy decision.

[yourbestguysgun]

Only because you've been wanting to for like as long as I knew you. You jumped at the chance.

[miss_america]

Going behind enemy lines when you were captured.

[He could have died doing that....]

[yourbestguysgun]

Yeah, you're a headcase.

[ Bucky would have done the same. ]

[miss_america]

[His voice drops a little]

Crashing the plane.

[yourbestguysgun]

None of these easy decisions seemed to work out for you, Rogers.

[ He's frowning now, grip gone a little bit tighter, protective. ]

[miss_america]

There isn't a plane here, Barnes.

[But he honestly doesn't mind.]

[yourbestguysgun]

Yeah, I know.

[ He should have been there, it's still all he can think about sometimes. ]

[miss_america]

[He knows how close he is to ruining a lot of things, so he just keeps quiet for another second]

It's all right that nothing is easy, you know.

[yourbestguysgun]

I can't help wishing it could be.

[ Bucky's fingers drift, stroking carefully along Steve's back. ] We don't fucking deserve half the shit we slog though.

[miss_america]

[Sometimes Steve thinks they do. That they deserve the heartache and the trouble and the pain, because the things that are effortless, it's the things that should be wrong, but feel right.

But he can't say that.]

Mmhmm.

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Bucky ends up watching him quietly instead of speaking, like Steve is a puzzle he's always one step away from working out. ]

I don't care what's hard and what's not as long as I have this, y'know that, right?

[miss_america]

I love you too, you goon.

[Sometimes what goes on in Steve Rogers head is a puzzle even to himself.]

[yourbestguysgun]

[ It breaks the tension, Bucky's smile returning, and he pulls Steve closer, whirls him around in something that should get his feet broken.

But well, Bucky has him, he's safe that way. ]

You're the biggest punk, I swear.

[miss_america]

[Steve manages not to stumble - only just - and twirls, his weight mostly on Bucky. It's like he's small again.]

[yourbestguysgun]

[ He laughs wordlessly into Steve's neck for a moment, moving them both to the music. ] You drive me crazy, you know that?

[miss_america]

It's revenge, you know.

[yourbestguysgun]

What for?

[miss_america]

For every punk thing you've ever done?

[Steve kind of gets into this dancing thing, though.]

[yourbestguysgun]

Hey. Hey. You were always trying to out punk me, two can play that game.

[miss_america]

I wasn't trying, you made it so easy.

[yourbestguysgun]

You know, you're a mean date.

[miss_america]

I'm wearing a very short dress, I think I'm a nice one.

[yourbestguysgun]

Mm, yeah, you sure are.