[ In typical Bucky Barnes fashion, he doesn't seem to be either surprised or upset that she's somehow forgotten something absolutely integral to their plan. He doesn't quite smile at her, but his expression is gentle and perhaps even a little worried as he dips his hand into the pocket of his uniform, pulling out...
She recognizes that fabric. Part of her wants to scream at him for cutting up her mother's dress, but it's a small part. Sarah was taller than her daughter, and more full-figured, too, a lifetime without chronic illness giving her a healthy shape that she didn't lose until she contracted tuberculosis herself and wasted away in her bed. The dress hanging in their closet would never fit Stephanie, not without significant alterations. That Bucky trimmed a piece off isn't the end of the world, and she can even appreciate the sentiment, a little. ]
Bucky... [ Her voice is barely above a breath, shaky and emotional despite her best efforts, but she holds her hand steady and lets him tie the fabric around her finger.
The judge, either so inured to the routine of weddings that nothing at all could surprise him, or so used to seeing the poverty that runs rampant through this neighborhood, says nothing about their strange arrangement. Clearing his throat, he drones on in a monotone, apparently not even bothering to alter the wording of his script to account for their only having one ring and not two. ]
Your rings by their very shape are symbols of eternal unity without beginning or end. They are the emblem of the love that exists between you and characterize your devotion to one another. Let them always remind you of the commitments you make today.
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She recognizes that fabric. Part of her wants to scream at him for cutting up her mother's dress, but it's a small part. Sarah was taller than her daughter, and more full-figured, too, a lifetime without chronic illness giving her a healthy shape that she didn't lose until she contracted tuberculosis herself and wasted away in her bed. The dress hanging in their closet would never fit Stephanie, not without significant alterations. That Bucky trimmed a piece off isn't the end of the world, and she can even appreciate the sentiment, a little. ]
Bucky... [ Her voice is barely above a breath, shaky and emotional despite her best efforts, but she holds her hand steady and lets him tie the fabric around her finger.
The judge, either so inured to the routine of weddings that nothing at all could surprise him, or so used to seeing the poverty that runs rampant through this neighborhood, says nothing about their strange arrangement. Clearing his throat, he drones on in a monotone, apparently not even bothering to alter the wording of his script to account for their only having one ring and not two. ]
Your rings by their very shape are symbols of eternal unity without beginning or end. They are the emblem of the love that exists between you and characterize your devotion to one another. Let them always remind you of the commitments you make today.