Bucky Barnes

[woundedwinter]

James Buchanan Barnes.
Everyone calls me Bucky.

You should know how this works.

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[woundedwinter]

Yeah. [Bucky scratches his chin and goes for a drink before leaning his hip on the counter and watching Mick work.] Me too. Steve's been beating himself up about this for so long. I think Snart even talking to him helped.

[beer_and_fire]

Sounds about right. Len don't let much show ever, but what happened between him and Steve shook him to his core. I haven't seen that look in his eyes since we was kids.

[woundedwinter]

Yeah. I know.
I don't think I've ever seen Steve so tore up about what happened.

But maybe this means they're gonna try and figure things out. I hope so. Stevie was never so happy as he was with Snart.

[beer_and_fire]

[Mick hums thoughtfully and sets the salad bowl on the table before walking back over to Bucky and giving him a firm and loving embrace. He doesn't need to say anything because sometimes gestures speak louder than words. This is likely how Diana might find them when she's finished cleaning up.]

[workswithchildren]

[It is a sight Diana has missed. She slips from the bathroom on silent feet, moving to rest her hands lightly on both men's shoulders as they embrace. Her lips skim across both with a warm smile. Now they feel complete. Whole.]

[beer_and_fire]

Hey doll, ready for dinner? [Mick asks when they break their little intimate hug fest] Everything's all ready.