Steve grinned back, even if he was still feeling unsettled. He didn't want Bucky to see that, after all. "A little," he admitted - because he had been, in a way. "But I've still got the job." He nodded, following Bucky back to his room, where the last of his bags were being left. Even that seemed to make Bucky uncomfortable, because his demeanor changed completely. Steve frowned, closing the door behind the last of the agents, letting Bucky go through the bags, though he'd help out the instant he was asked for a hand.
"People really make you uncomfortable," he said quietly, slowly, not accusing, just observing. "But you're okay with me." Was it just because Bucky had idolized Captain America? Was it because Steve had been there since the moment he'd really woken up? Or was it something else? He didn't know, but if he could find out, maybe he could help.
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Date: 2014-06-22 04:02 am (UTC)"People really make you uncomfortable," he said quietly, slowly, not accusing, just observing. "But you're okay with me." Was it just because Bucky had idolized Captain America? Was it because Steve had been there since the moment he'd really woken up? Or was it something else? He didn't know, but if he could find out, maybe he could help.