forum Marvel AU OxO?

Started November 29, 2019 by @ElderGod-Icefire

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"Hm, that's good," Steve smiled, quietly hopping off the counter. "I think it'll be…good." He said, bringing his empty bowl over to the sink, "For me, mostly, but for you, too."

Bucky nodded a little bit. "I mean…I'm not going to be doing anything." He replied slowly, shrugging his shoulders and finishing his cereal.

Steve made a soft sound of agreement, taking a sponge and adding some soap to his empty bowl. "Yeah, but I mean…you could." He shrugged, giving the bowl a quick clean, "You don't have to…but if we mention something you remember, you can talk about it too."

Bucky shrugged a little bit. "Maybe…but it's your appointment, not mine." He replied slowly, bringing his bowl over to clean it up when Steve was done cleaning his.

Steve nodded, putting his cleaned bowl on the drying rack. "Yeah, it is," He sighed, shrugging lightly, "But I just think you might benefit from seeing how it's not a bad thing. It's just a conversation."

Bucky shrugged. "Yeah…but I don't want to talk." he replied, shaking his head and moving to wash off his own bowl.

Steve sighed, nodding slowly and leaning against the counter. "You don't have to. Just know that you can. And…it doesn't even have to be about anything important."

Bucky shrugged again, cleaning his bowl. "I'm not gonna talk." He said firmly. I can't. I can't go through that. He took a deep breath.

Steve's eyes flickered at his sudden tenseness, nodding softly. He moved slowly behind him, not wanting to scare him. "Hey," He said softly, tucking back a long strand of dark hair and placing a kiss on his cheek, "It's fine. Don't do it if you don't want to."

Bucky blinked at the kiss, glancing over at Steve with a faint blush on his cheeks. "Okay." he replied simply, looking back down at the bowl again.

Steve smiled faintly, turning to put away the cereal back in the cupboards and the milk back into the fridge. "I was thinking of…doing some drawin' today," Steve said a little shyly, leaning on the edge of the counter, "But after– I was thinking about maybe doing some baking?" He shrugged, "Cinnamon rolls, maybe."

Bucky looked at him, finishing the bowl. "I… yeah." He replied slowly. "Sounds good." He ran a hand through his hair, leaning back against the counter a little bit.

Steve nodded, sighing dreamily. "Hmm," He smiled, shaking his head, "The thought of having cinnamon rolls before the war would be unheard of. I remember when having brown sugar with oatmeal was a treat."

He nodded a little bit, though he didn't remember that at all. Then again…he didn't remember much, so…that was nothing to judge.

Steve nodded briefly. "I'll be back in a second– m'gonna grab my drawing stuff," He said, straightening and turning toward the hall.

Bucky nodded, watching Steve go and letting out a breath, closing his eyes for a moment. He didn't know what to do.

Steve wandered through the hall and into his room, brushing a few origami animals off to uncover his sketchbook and pencils. He turned on his heels and headed back to the living room and kitchen area.

(Hm, so— idk if you feel the same but I feel like this rp needs some work regarding the plot? idk. maybe we should try to think of some stuff or…? _{take a break?} )

Bucky followed Steve into the living room after a moment, biting his lip slightly as he sat down near him.

(Yeah definitely lol. I have a few ideas, if you'd like to hear them?)

(hmm. So:

1. Another avengers night, and Steve kinda comes out to everyone else about what happened
2. Bucky has nightmares again and Steve comforts him
3. We get some angst where Bucky tells Steve some of his bad memories; could tie into number 2)

Bucky followed Steve into the living room after a moment, biting his lip slightly as he sat down near him.

Steve sighed as he sat down on the couch, lightly running his hand over the smooth cover of his sketchbook. "Oh!" He softly exclaimed, biting his lip as he flipped it open and searched for the thing he'd suddenly remembered. "–I managed to get a hold of some of my old sketches. Mostly from before the war, but some during it," He smiled, leaning back as he looked at a fairly aged drawing of his 'dancing monkey.'

(sure :) to me, 2, 3, then 1 make the most sense. steve could ask if he wants to sleep in his bed after the nightmare and bucky says no/ he'll tell him tomorrow or somethin)

Bucky nodded a little bit, looking at the drawing. "I think– I think you showed me that one." he had a vague memory of seeing that before. He ran a hand through his hair.

(yeah, sounds good!)

"Really?" Steve said with a faint smile, looking at it fondly before safely tucking it back into his sketchbook. "What about these?" He prompted, gently flipping to a page where another old drawing was held. Age had yellowed the paper, but the drawing still showed the image of him and the other Howling Commandos playing a game of cards.