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hadriel_logs2016-05-21 06:31 pm
prespangled) wrote in hadriel_logs2016-05-21 06:31 pm
i will keep calling you to see [closed]
Who: Steve & Bucky
What: Trying to stay awake during the dreamwalking event.
Where: Their apartment.
When: Latter part of the event.
Warnings: n/a
[Steve's tired of these "gods", their games and their compromises. He's tired of his best friend being compelled to be a murderer, and tired of knowing that he did little more than hug a jar of bugs for days.
Right now he's just tired, period. He doesn't want to have any more dreams. Some of them have things in them that Steve's pretty sure he's got no business seeing. The only alternative seems to be to stay awake for as long as he possibly can.
It's not going very well. Steve's sitting on his bed, Bucky seated on the opposite end and facing him. Unlike Steve, he doesn't seem to be struggling at all, unless the number of times that he's had to nudge him when his chin starts to drop counts.
Steve jerks his head up yet again when he feels Bucky's foot give his shin a light kick, instantly scowling.]
What? I was just resting my eyes.
[Cranky and a terrible liar.]
What: Trying to stay awake during the dreamwalking event.
Where: Their apartment.
When: Latter part of the event.
Warnings: n/a
[Steve's tired of these "gods", their games and their compromises. He's tired of his best friend being compelled to be a murderer, and tired of knowing that he did little more than hug a jar of bugs for days.
Right now he's just tired, period. He doesn't want to have any more dreams. Some of them have things in them that Steve's pretty sure he's got no business seeing. The only alternative seems to be to stay awake for as long as he possibly can.
It's not going very well. Steve's sitting on his bed, Bucky seated on the opposite end and facing him. Unlike Steve, he doesn't seem to be struggling at all, unless the number of times that he's had to nudge him when his chin starts to drop counts.
Steve jerks his head up yet again when he feels Bucky's foot give his shin a light kick, instantly scowling.]
What? I was just resting my eyes.
[Cranky and a terrible liar.]
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We live. We look out for each other as best we can. [Steve smiles at him.] I'm glad you're here, Buck. I don't know what I'd do if you weren't.
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Feeling's mutual, punk.
[And he pulls him in for another hug, still a little desperately tight. A part of him is still afraid he'll hurt Steve, kill him, disappoint him, but he can't stand the thought of this place without him. Steve keeps him grounded. Convinces him he's human. Insists that he's more, reminds him of who he was. Who he could be.
And while the memories are still just out of reach most of the time, he knows they're there now, and he grabs pieces of them every day.
Without Steve, he's just a killing machine. With him... he has a chance to be Bucky Barnes again.]