He can feel it beating like a drum at the back of his head, an insistent little niggle of panic that's trying to get in. But for the first few moments there's nothing except him and Steve, and the annoying little punk still trying to pretend like the sight of Bucky doesn't horrify him.
But then someone pushes a waiver at him and the rest of the world comes crashing in like a tidal wave. And even if Steve still sees beauty in Bucky, the rest of the class obviously don't, their expressions ranging from a morbid curiosity to outright disgust, and even fear as if what happened to him would be somehow contagious. With the rest of the world intruding, so too does the beat of panic manage to get a foothold. He's stood nearly naked in the middle of Steve's classroom, and it's only now dawning on him what a big mistake that is.
Fear spasms over his face as he grabs for his clothes and tries to put them back on, but he's shaking so hard that it's difficult. Penny is whining, face pushed against him, circling him to keep anyone from getting close.
"St-Steve," it's a mutter past slightly chattering teeth. God, what did he just do? "Steve? Fuck. Fuck."
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He can feel it beating like a drum at the back of his head, an insistent little niggle of panic that's trying to get in. But for the first few moments there's nothing except him and Steve, and the annoying little punk still trying to pretend like the sight of Bucky doesn't horrify him.
But then someone pushes a waiver at him and the rest of the world comes crashing in like a tidal wave. And even if Steve still sees beauty in Bucky, the rest of the class obviously don't, their expressions ranging from a morbid curiosity to outright disgust, and even fear as if what happened to him would be somehow contagious. With the rest of the world intruding, so too does the beat of panic manage to get a foothold. He's stood nearly naked in the middle of Steve's classroom, and it's only now dawning on him what a big mistake that is.
Fear spasms over his face as he grabs for his clothes and tries to put them back on, but he's shaking so hard that it's difficult. Penny is whining, face pushed against him, circling him to keep anyone from getting close.
"St-Steve," it's a mutter past slightly chattering teeth. God, what did he just do? "Steve? Fuck. Fuck."