Bucky had never exactly been a strategic mastermind. Or much of a drawer. The thought was painfully funny to Steve, who found himself grinning before biting it all back again. James would be lost on the humor, or he’d pretend to be, or he’d hate Steve more for it.
The slope was slippery and ill-defined. It would be treacherous to proceed and so he wouldn’t. Schooling his face back down easy, too. Bucky wasn’t Bucky anymore.
He was a ghost. A shell. In there, somewhere, Steve was sure of it, but this hurt.
And finding him would take a good, safe place... he needed to focus on this mission. “You should drive. Do you know where we’re going? I’ve never been through Canada. Do they still check for passports like at Niagara Falls?” He’d always wanted to see those and honeymoon there like everyone else his age did.
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Bucky had never exactly been a strategic mastermind. Or much of a drawer. The thought was painfully funny to Steve, who found himself grinning before biting it all back again. James would be lost on the humor, or he’d pretend to be, or he’d hate Steve more for it.
The slope was slippery and ill-defined. It would be treacherous to proceed and so he wouldn’t. Schooling his face back down easy, too. Bucky wasn’t Bucky anymore.
He was a ghost. A shell. In there, somewhere, Steve was sure of it, but this hurt.
And finding him would take a good, safe place... he needed to focus on this mission. “You should drive. Do you know where we’re going? I’ve never been through Canada. Do they still check for passports like at Niagara Falls?” He’d always wanted to see those and honeymoon there like everyone else his age did.