Steve quirked an eyebrow at the two actors, well known, probably– but they coincidentally looked like them. Is that why…? The film was fairly normal as it went on, earning a few chuckles from the audience and every now and then, Steve as well.
(yep, and i think im predicting the ending ;)
As the film progressed, it became quite clear that Tony had lied, just a little, considering that one of the men was openly gay, and that the "female love interest" was in fact nothing of the sort, and was in fact the guy's cousin.
(Yup XD. Because it's something Tony would do lmao)
Steve found himself almost laughing at the slow realization of what Tony had done, the bastard, I'll get him for this. There wasn't anything he could do now except wait for it to be over and succumb to whatever awkwardness was waiting for the two of them. He rested his head on a propped up arm, somehow rooting for the two characters but wishing for something to make it a little less shocking. Back then, this type of thing would have never made it onto a screen.
(hahaa and steves gonna just look at him like (° ͟ʖ °) "why???" )
And as the film progressed, the two guys spent an almost agonizing amount of time dancing around their feelings, before finally, the long awaited kiss and confession and a date. Bucky was silent through it all, his eyebrows raised just a little bit, leaning his head on his palm with his hand covering his mouth slightly.
(Lmaoo)
Steve couldn't help but feel relieved once they finally got together, all the hesitation and questioning between the two was exhausting to know about, and he tried to ignore the fact that that was probably how Tony felt. Steve waved those thoughts away, There won't be anything like…that.
Then it was finally, finally over, with the happy-ever-after ending of any American movie. The credits began to roll and the lights came on. Bucky sat up, shifting in his seat and unsure what to say.
"Hmm," Steve sounded, trying to make out what he really thought of the movie. A waste of twenty bucks. If I wanted to feel super vulnerable and awkward, I'd go to therapy. –And I am, in fact, going to therapy. Well– He slowly rose from his seat, stretching and sighing, "…What did you think?"
Bucky looked at him, biting his lip. "I uhm…I don't know." he admitted. Something about the movie had struck him too close too home. He ran a hand over the top of his head, standing and sighing.
"Yeah, I–" Steve tried, but couldn't find the words. Liked it? Hated it? Wish I'd never seen it? Wish I could see it again?
"I don't know either." He said under his breath, slowly moving to get ready to leave.
Bucky chuckled softly. "Yeah…so that's what Tony recommended?" he raised his eyebrows a little bit, glancing over at the screen again.
"He said Pepper recommended it, which may or may not be true but–" Steve smiled, shaking his head, "He made it sound like something completely different when I talked to him. He called it a…what was it– a love triangle." He laughed, "That's rich."
Bucky laughed a little bit, shaking his head a little bit, sighing softly. "Ah. Maybe." he put his hands in his pockets. "I don't think there was any love triangle in there."
"Yeah, no kidding." Steve smiled, glancing at his little laugh; the faintest echo of how he used to be. He moved through the short hall of the theater, spilling out into the front entrance. "He said– 'one girl, two guys.' Mhm, that's on me for not doing my research."
Bucky shrugged his shoulders. "Yeah." he agreed. "It is." he ran a hand over his hair again, tucking a loose strand behind his ears.
Steve chuckled, glad things weren't as awkward as he'd thought they'd be. "But really, what did you think?"
Bucky shrugged. "It's…not something that would have been shown when we were…in the 40s." he said. He knew that.
"That's for sure," Steve said through a laugh. But it's still something I kind of wanted… Any time the two leads were in public or talking about it… It made him strangely anxious, like something would go wrong as it would in the real world– and Steve would be reminded that this was nothing more than a pipe dream and that he couldn't have that.
Bucky laughed a little as well. "Can't imagine how it would have gone over back then." he said, shaking his head slightly.
"Well, I'll tell ya now that it wouldn't have gone smoothly." Steve chuckled, through felt sorry for all those men they'd read about in newspapers talking about their 'crimes.' "But…I'm happy that we're in a better time, now." He said, though his own ears heard a different truth behind his words.
Bucky nodded a little bit. Maybe…I could act on those feelings I remember? He wondered. He swallowed at that thought. No, not a good idea. I don't know how he feels.
Steve shrugged at his own thoughts, Somehow, we're the most distant we've ever been, but because I know him– the old him, we're connected. How can we go on like this? "There's more of everything, it seems. Now, things are different. People like them–" Like me. "–Don't have to hide."
Bucky nodded a little bit. "Yeah." He agreed. But…I can't admit that I think I might be…like that. Because I don't remember enough for that. He swallowed.
Oh well, at least I still have some nice memories, Steve sighed, though felt guilty for thinking of him like this. Yes, he wasn't all like he used to be, and that kiss was the closest thing he'd felt towards how he used to feel with him, even if Bucky didn't feel the same way. "Hm, so where to next?"
Bucky shrugged a little bit. "I don't have a preference." He replied, looking over at Steve for a moment, then away again.
"We'll just walk around then?" Steve suggested, looking at the long, gridded streets ahead, "See what we see and stop if anything looks interesting?"