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farsickness2021-06-12 05:36 pm
ostavil) wrote in farsickness2021-06-12 05:36 pm
your heart was glass, i dropped it [open]
WHO: Bucky + OPEN
WHEN: June
WHAT: Missing Steve so, you know, going to the inn and pretending to get drunk because he actually can't.
WHERE: The inn.
WARNINGS: TBA
The day Steve disappeared, Bucky felt it. He doesn't know why he felt it or why he'd gotten the inkling but he hadn't been shocked when he couldn't find him in the usual haunts. He gave it two days before calling it, though, searching the woods to see if he'd just gone off camping or something equally stupid, and then he decided the best course of action was to go to the inn and go through the motions of getting drunk.
He can't really get drunk, not with his metabolism, but he can give it a good try and he's doing it now with the ale that the inn sells in pints and quarts. He picks a table where he can see the exit and his back's to the wall, naturally, but otherwise he isn't hiding in shadows like he might have been a few months ago.
He and Steve have been through everything together and maybe it's rich of him to be missing him when Steve has had to go through the pain of thinking he'd died and then would never get his memories back but here he is and there's nothing he can do about that. Here, they had a chance to just be two boys from Brooklyn again, though, and that's something that Captain America and the Winter Soldier would never get in the world they're from.
The barmaid comes by to clear his empties and he says to just keep them coming. It's the principle of it, trying to get drunk, and maybe if he keeps drinking it'll eventually happen. There's gotta be a limit to how much alcohol one body can process, right? His liver isn't going to keep up forever with this and eventually he's going to be able to actually get the drunken stupor he's aiming for.
"Here's to Captain America," he says to no one in particular. The name isn't relevant here, is it?
WHEN: June
WHAT: Missing Steve so, you know, going to the inn and pretending to get drunk because he actually can't.
WHERE: The inn.
WARNINGS: TBA
The day Steve disappeared, Bucky felt it. He doesn't know why he felt it or why he'd gotten the inkling but he hadn't been shocked when he couldn't find him in the usual haunts. He gave it two days before calling it, though, searching the woods to see if he'd just gone off camping or something equally stupid, and then he decided the best course of action was to go to the inn and go through the motions of getting drunk.
He can't really get drunk, not with his metabolism, but he can give it a good try and he's doing it now with the ale that the inn sells in pints and quarts. He picks a table where he can see the exit and his back's to the wall, naturally, but otherwise he isn't hiding in shadows like he might have been a few months ago.
He and Steve have been through everything together and maybe it's rich of him to be missing him when Steve has had to go through the pain of thinking he'd died and then would never get his memories back but here he is and there's nothing he can do about that. Here, they had a chance to just be two boys from Brooklyn again, though, and that's something that Captain America and the Winter Soldier would never get in the world they're from.
The barmaid comes by to clear his empties and he says to just keep them coming. It's the principle of it, trying to get drunk, and maybe if he keeps drinking it'll eventually happen. There's gotta be a limit to how much alcohol one body can process, right? His liver isn't going to keep up forever with this and eventually he's going to be able to actually get the drunken stupor he's aiming for.
"Here's to Captain America," he says to no one in particular. The name isn't relevant here, is it?
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And good. They stand together on that sentiment. She nods a little and leans into him, her lips brushing his, savouring the contact a moment before she really kisses him.
It's like drowning in sunshine, warm and real and right. It always feels right with him, so incredibly familiar, like she was made to fit exactly in the spaces around him, entangled in his life as much as they were (often) in a physical sense.
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He slides his hand down to her lower back to press her even closer to him and part of him is selfish enough that he never wants to share her, not even with the people of this town they've started to think of as their friends.
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She was where she wanted to be right now, with him. Falling through the cosmos had landed her here and James? James was as messed up as she was and they fit, made the world work right around them somehow. And she wanted him, not just in the physical sense but in a million different ways she probably hadn't thought of yet. He did, very much, belong with her and she felt the absences keenly. It made her wonder what kind of angel she really was that those absences were as terrible as they were. Was it a her thing to an angel thing? Or was the angel thing all her?
In the end, it didn't matter. He was here with her and it worked. They'd built houses and weapons and a life together and that was something she loved. As she kissed him again, she knew her wings were opening to curl themselves around them both, the magic in them shimmering lightly.
"Mm, better," she murmured, teasing him gently before kissing him again. "You do deserve this, you know. All of this. Even if you don't think so, I do." She cupped his cheek gently and peered into his eyes for a long while.
"Considering I'm an angel, that's gotta count for something."
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When she pulls away and tells him that he deserves this, he half believes it. He has trouble believing those sorts of things now after the life he's had but her confidence gives him a little of his own.
"My Guardian Angel, clearly. You got assigned the most annoying duty in all of Heaven and Earth."
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She kisses the tip of his nose with a soft huff of laughter.
"I've everything I could ever want right now. Especially you."
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Not so much in Gazin but outside of here? Everything he's ever loved has been taken from him and he worries, sometimes, that Merlan will be taken from him too.
"You wanna go riding? I'm still trying to figure it out and I could use a lesson."
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She winked at him and let go with a hum.
"Sure, we can go riding," Merlan said with a warm smile. "That'll be nice."
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Bucky thinks he's spent more time losing Steve than having him over the last one hundred years.
"I'm always gonna miss him. But the world needs him, you know? I can't imagine a world without Steve Rogers there to save it."
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"There's always going to be a place he's needed," she finally said after a long silence. "I hope he's got himself there and is doing what he needs to do. I wish there was something more I could do for you, though. But I know it'll take time for it to not hurt as much."
Merlan wrapped her arms around his waist and turned her cheek against his chest. She was content to hold him for as long as he wanted, her wings curving around him, warm and bright.
"If you need anything, you let me know. You don't have to do this on your own."