Six Sentence Sunday
Jun. 23rd, 2019 08:22 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
From Chapter Ten of "The Ability to Stop"
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“Buck, we should talk first. Why was your go-bag missing from the closet?”
Bucky’s hands paused at the zipper of the fly on his jeans, an action that seemed likely to send Steve’s thoughts off into some other direction entirely. “Look under the bed, Stevie,” he said softly.
The bag was there on Bucky’s side of the bed, not even opened. “You were worried,” Bucky said. “You thought I was going to leave.”
Steve clamped down on the words that wanted to escape: You have before. Instead, he said, “We…we always kept missing each other, before. I…I didn’t know what to think.”
Some of the pressure had left his chest with the words, and breathing was coming easier. Bucky came to sit next to him on the floor. As always, Steve was attracted by Bucky’s easy grace---something Steve himself had never possessed. Even with the serum, the only grace he had was in fighting. For Bucky, it was something deeper than blood and bone.
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“Buck, we should talk first. Why was your go-bag missing from the closet?”
Bucky’s hands paused at the zipper of the fly on his jeans, an action that seemed likely to send Steve’s thoughts off into some other direction entirely. “Look under the bed, Stevie,” he said softly.
The bag was there on Bucky’s side of the bed, not even opened. “You were worried,” Bucky said. “You thought I was going to leave.”
Steve clamped down on the words that wanted to escape: You have before. Instead, he said, “We…we always kept missing each other, before. I…I didn’t know what to think.”
Some of the pressure had left his chest with the words, and breathing was coming easier. Bucky came to sit next to him on the floor. As always, Steve was attracted by Bucky’s easy grace---something Steve himself had never possessed. Even with the serum, the only grace he had was in fighting. For Bucky, it was something deeper than blood and bone.