[Steve would do whatever he had to do to protect Bucky from those consequences. Bucky was his shield first, he's more than willing to return the favor.]
What don't you know? [Steve questions him softly before taking another careful step closer. The carnations in his hand are forgotten, the mystery of it all less important to him than the man in front of him.] Tell me. Talk to me.
[His throat works against the emotion that keeps clawing its way to the surface.]
no subject
What don't you know? [Steve questions him softly before taking another careful step closer. The carnations in his hand are forgotten, the mystery of it all less important to him than the man in front of him.] Tell me. Talk to me.
[His throat works against the emotion that keeps clawing its way to the surface.]
Buck, let me help.