[Steve doesn't move, especially when Bucky shakes his head. He doesn't want t move, just as much as Bucky doesn't want to. Everything always feels even more surreal, in the middle of the night, and it's easier to feel like this whole place itself is a dream, rather than the reality.
For a second, in the dark, with his hair a mess and those black eyes faded but not gone, all Steve can see is the Soldier, and for that second, he stiffens, because when he hears, I hope they fucking killed him, all he can hear is that Soldier talking about Bucky Barnes, trapped inside of him somewhere.
It takes another second for him to snap out of it - the way Bucky looks up at him helps, because that's definitely Bucky looking at him, and not someone or something else. It's about then that Steve puts two and two together, figures out what (maybe) that nightmare was about, and who Bucky means.
I wish they fucking had, is all Steve can think, but he can't say it out loud. Can't tell Bucky they didn't, that they brought him home instead and employed him and let him poison SHIELD from the inside out.
So instead, he focuses on the question, shaking his head.] Nah.
[It's a lie, and Bucky can probably tell, but it doesn't matter. He doesn't care.] I was thinking about getting up, anyway. [Yeah, another lie, though he's usually up around five or six anyway, depending on the day, so maybe it's close enough. Not that it explains why they're still in the dark, but Steve's never been all that great at lying, even for people's benefit.] I think Army life beat early muster into me. [Well, that part's not a lie, at least.] Beats sleeping all day.
[Except now he's kind of rambling, so he just shuts up.]
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For a second, in the dark, with his hair a mess and those black eyes faded but not gone, all Steve can see is the Soldier, and for that second, he stiffens, because when he hears, I hope they fucking killed him, all he can hear is that Soldier talking about Bucky Barnes, trapped inside of him somewhere.
It takes another second for him to snap out of it - the way Bucky looks up at him helps, because that's definitely Bucky looking at him, and not someone or something else. It's about then that Steve puts two and two together, figures out what (maybe) that nightmare was about, and who Bucky means.
I wish they fucking had, is all Steve can think, but he can't say it out loud. Can't tell Bucky they didn't, that they brought him home instead and employed him and let him poison SHIELD from the inside out.
So instead, he focuses on the question, shaking his head.] Nah.
[It's a lie, and Bucky can probably tell, but it doesn't matter. He doesn't care.] I was thinking about getting up, anyway. [Yeah, another lie, though he's usually up around five or six anyway, depending on the day, so maybe it's close enough. Not that it explains why they're still in the dark, but Steve's never been all that great at lying, even for people's benefit.] I think Army life beat early muster into me. [Well, that part's not a lie, at least.] Beats sleeping all day.
[Except now he's kind of rambling, so he just shuts up.]