[ Even if it is awkward, Steve would have rather have had this conversation looking at him. At least, then, he could have reached to take his hand or held him close. ]
Talk was all the boys I grew up around were good for. Bucky never let 'em get too detailed, but I guess that was fine with me since I wasn't looking at girls the same way he was. Too busy fighting. [ And you just didn't do stuff like that with guys. Ever. Even in private, it was risky. But he's getting off topic, and he honestly can't believe they're talking about this now. ] What about after that?
[ having steve close is generally always a comfort, and while one part of andyr knows he'd feel better with it, the other just wants to curl up under a blanket and not be looked at by anyone while he's detailing this stuff. ]
bucky protecting your innocent ears? [ that's fucking aodrable. as is the idea that he'd been too busy fighting. ] i was kinda the same. people talked but i got bored with it fast. liked moving around more. just felt weird.
[ and then there's that question. andyr stalls for a long while, chewing at the inside of his cheek and trying to decide how much he wants to say. if anything. ] complicated. there wasn't much opportunity.
I wasn't that innocent. Doubt he would have fought me on it if I ever paid attention though. I just never did. [ Not when his nights were filled with Bucky's own details and Steve feeling... weird about it. Not odd weird, just unhappy weird. Maybe it had taken him too long to realize why.
He sighs a little reading those words. ] Complicated could mean a lot. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to.
[ Which makes him worry - somewhere deep down - that someone might have hurt him rather than the opposite of something embarrassing. Steve had never realized how easy to use that against someone could be until much later, but he'd been dealing with a different sort of war then. A different sort of battle. It just makes him wish he could remove him from all that and protect him in ways no one else ever had. ]
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Talk was all the boys I grew up around were good for. Bucky never let 'em get too detailed, but I guess that was fine with me since I wasn't looking at girls the same way he was. Too busy fighting. [ And you just didn't do stuff like that with guys. Ever. Even in private, it was risky. But he's getting off topic, and he honestly can't believe they're talking about this now. ] What about after that?
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bucky protecting your innocent ears? [ that's fucking aodrable. as is the idea that he'd been too busy fighting. ] i was kinda the same. people talked but i got bored with it fast. liked moving around more. just felt weird.
[ and then there's that question. andyr stalls for a long while, chewing at the inside of his cheek and trying to decide how much he wants to say. if anything. ] complicated. there wasn't much opportunity.
[ 'complicated'. right. something like that. ]
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He sighs a little reading those words. ] Complicated could mean a lot. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to.
[ Which makes him worry - somewhere deep down - that someone might have hurt him rather than the opposite of something embarrassing. Steve had never realized how easy to use that against someone could be until much later, but he'd been dealing with a different sort of war then. A different sort of battle. It just makes him wish he could remove him from all that and protect him in ways no one else ever had. ]
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