Steve hesitates. He looks at Bucky, sees the fear in his eyes, and decides to just do as he's told. There's likely no one hiding in the shadows right now, no one ready to pop out at him, no camera set up to catch his reaction to plastic insects or a shower cap full of water balanced on the edge of the door to spill all over him.
Steve removes the hoodie with a flourish, sassy as always, and tosses it back at Bucky (because he can't help himself but be a brat). The dramatic curve of his spine is gone. Bucky can still see the knobs of vertebrae, but they don't make Steve look somehow monstrous. or crooked. The scoliosis surgery marks are gone.
The blond doesn't stop until he gets to the bathroom and, boldly, throws open the door. There's nothing to jump out or drop on him, just a dark reflection in the mirror. A flick of the lights actually draws Steve back, mostly because of the abrupt change in light that makes him squint away.
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Steve removes the hoodie with a flourish, sassy as always, and tosses it back at Bucky (because he can't help himself but be a brat). The dramatic curve of his spine is gone. Bucky can still see the knobs of vertebrae, but they don't make Steve look somehow monstrous. or crooked. The scoliosis surgery marks are gone.
The blond doesn't stop until he gets to the bathroom and, boldly, throws open the door. There's nothing to jump out or drop on him, just a dark reflection in the mirror. A flick of the lights actually draws Steve back, mostly because of the abrupt change in light that makes him squint away.
"Okay...so what am I looking-- JESUS!"