"It's a privilege, ma'am," he said, though the ma'am was more a term of friendly address than actual protocol, though he still of course respected the president and considered her his commanding officer - because she was, really. She could order him to do anything, and he would do it, because he was a soldier and he obeyed. He was glad she didn't seem to mind, though, that he hadn't dropped Bucky's hand since he'd fallen asleep. He'd sort of thought that it might be more comforting for Bucky to wake up and feel, right away, that his bodyguard was still here.
His lips twitched a little when she mentioned how hard it was for her and Bucky, and he nodded. "He's lucky to have you." And he meant that. Growing up in the 40s, many mothers had not been quite so accepting when their sons had decided they liked guys more than dolls. Steve wasn't naive, but he also didn't envy any of those men. It was still hard, in the 21st century, but he was glad at least some mothers seemed able to look beyond the gender their sons preferred. He'd sort of figured... as long as everyone was happy, where was the harm? God knew, if his own mother had lived and wanted grandchildren... well, Steve was pretty bad with women. It was just... hard to get interested in them, sometimes.
"I'll stay as long as you want," he said, and he meant it. "As long as I'm doing good, that's all I care about. And I'd like to think I can do your son some good. Maybe just seeing him with me will make anyone planning anything in the future think twice."
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Date: 2014-06-05 09:05 pm (UTC)His lips twitched a little when she mentioned how hard it was for her and Bucky, and he nodded. "He's lucky to have you." And he meant that. Growing up in the 40s, many mothers had not been quite so accepting when their sons had decided they liked guys more than dolls. Steve wasn't naive, but he also didn't envy any of those men. It was still hard, in the 21st century, but he was glad at least some mothers seemed able to look beyond the gender their sons preferred. He'd sort of figured... as long as everyone was happy, where was the harm? God knew, if his own mother had lived and wanted grandchildren... well, Steve was pretty bad with women. It was just... hard to get interested in them, sometimes.
"I'll stay as long as you want," he said, and he meant it. "As long as I'm doing good, that's all I care about. And I'd like to think I can do your son some good. Maybe just seeing him with me will make anyone planning anything in the future think twice."