The shoulder was definitely dislocated, Steve had done that much himself, though it wasn't as if there was much difference now, not with the myriad of other injuries the man had taken, the matching ones Steve himself bore.
At the moment, all Steve managed to do was to roll over onto his back, breath catching roughly once he had, because that made the gunshot in his side throb, almost completely overpowering the pain from the knife-wound in his thigh.
For the moment, all he could do was lie there and try to catch his breath again, acutely aware of just how close Bucky was and knowing that he didn't have it in him to fight back if the other man resumed trying to kill him.
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Date: 2017-07-16 12:09 am (UTC)At the moment, all Steve managed to do was to roll over onto his back, breath catching roughly once he had, because that made the gunshot in his side throb, almost completely overpowering the pain from the knife-wound in his thigh.
For the moment, all he could do was lie there and try to catch his breath again, acutely aware of just how close Bucky was and knowing that he didn't have it in him to fight back if the other man resumed trying to kill him.