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"No, I don't." Steve said, smiling with relief. "It was such a bother, before. Now, I can go for runs and hikes, stuff like that," He said, thinking back to the adrenaline he felt chasing miles around Central Park.
"No, I don't." Steve said, smiling with relief. "It was such a bother, before. Now, I can go for runs and hikes, stuff like that," He said, thinking back to the adrenaline he felt chasing miles around Central Park.
He smiled, and nodded. "Yeah. Makes sense." he didn't know how much he himself had changed.
"That's how I met Sam– actually," Steve smiled, remembering the early morning runs around the National Mall, "On a run…or sprint, I guess. In Washington."
He nodded, looking around. "Hm. Alright. And now he's an Avenger." He let out a soft laugh.
"Yeah, an Avenger," Steve agreed, glancing at a group of kids chasing each other around the fountain, "'Guess it was a fateful encounter, he's a great friend– and fighter, too." He sighed, smiling, "–But I'll get him back for the picture, even though you looked cute."
He smiled a little bit, then blinked in surprise. "You, er…I did not." He insisted, turning away and trying not to blush.
"Haven't we– had this conversation before?" Steve staggered through a nervous laugh Abort, abort, abort mission, "Everyone else thinks the same, you know that."
"Uh. Yeah, we have." He said, not looking at Steve still. "And I'm not cute!" He insisted again, shaking his head.
"Look– I'm only stating the facts….evidence, yeah." Steve nodded to himself, "It's a compliment…I think. –And pictures don't lie. Well, now they kind of do…but still."
"I'm not cute." He insisted, grumbling. He shook his head a little bit.
"Well, how else would you like me to see you as?" Steve teased, then realizing what he'd said, "–In the photo, I mean."
Bucky blinked at that. "Uhm. I don't know." he mumbled, running his hands through his hair.
"Exactly– it's just how it is." Steve shrugged, hoping his sem-logical cover-up was believable enough. "You looked…peaceful, and…comfortable." With me, "–It's just a cute photo, I don't know what else to call it."
He rolled his eyes. "Fine." He mumbled, shaking his head a little bit and unable to quite look at Steve. He…knew why, yeah. Right?
Steve smiled in quiet victory, "Aw, c'mon," He said, noticing Bucky's expression away from him, "Don't be grouchy about it."
Bucky sighed loudly. "I'm not." he insisted, turning to look at Steve and wrinkling his nose.
"If you say so," Steve said with a faint smile, looking past Bucky's shoulders at a squirrel peeking its head out of the bushes.
Bucky sighed, looking around the park quietly. He spotted the squirrel, but didn't say anything about it.
"Hey, why don't we take this path?" Steve suggested, pointing at a paved sidewalk splitting away from the street, a slow twisting road that crept deeper into Washington Square Park.
Bucky blinked, then nodded, following Steve deeper into the park. "Alright." He replied with a shrug. He put his hands in his pockets.
(i just had a quick idea– what if theyre hangin around the park/ another park (later on?) and they fall in the fountain again? like he trips on his shoelaces or sumn and they run into Tony and one of them's like "…don't ask." ?idk)
A quiet bird chirped from somewhere above them, hiding in the trees. "Hm," Steve smiled, noticing the beams of sunlight seeping through the leaves. "There's a word for that–" He pointed, "'Komorebi.' Japanese, I think. Translates roughly to 'the scattered light that filters through when sunlight shines through trees.'"
(Ooooh yesss! And they should totally end up in that cliché position where one of them is on top of the other one and they're all pressed up close lmao)
Bucky blinked. He didn't remember Steve knowing things like that. "Huh. You…I don't remember you knowing things like that."
(mhhhmmm. imagine the tourists walkin by like ??? is this some type of homoerotic street performance??? damn, thats NY i guess.)
Steve shrugged softly, "I read a book– a little while ago, on different words like that." Books nowadays were so much more interesting, with twists and turns that he could never imagine happening– it excited him.
(lmaooo and someone snaps a picture and posts it and Tony finds out and teases the shit out of them)
Bucky nodded a little bit. "Huh. Alright." he replied, running a hand through his hair as he followed Steve.
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