forum Marvel AU OxO?

Started November 29, 2019 by @ElderGod-Icefire

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He frowned a little bit, and shrugged. "I…don't remember." he replied slowly, biting his lip slightly as he looked at Steve. "Sorry." he ran a hand through his hair.

Steve lightly shrugged, smiling softly as he met his gaze. "It's alright," He said, turning back to his sketchbook and flipping to a half-finished drawing of Bucky, who still wore his boyish grin. He'd been telling Steve about his plans for after the war was over; about how much more dancing and drinking they'd do now that Steve was 'famous.'

Bucky nodded a little. At the drawing of himself, he let out a slow breath. He knew that was him, but…he couldn't imagine smiling like that anymore. Or ever again, really.

Steve looked at the drawing with a fond expression, sighing at the memory of the firelight casting over Bucky's face as he'd laughed and talked with him that night; only a week or two before he'd fallen from the train. "It was a good day," He said, looking up at Bucky with a soft smile, "I can promise that there'll be more of those in the future."

Bucky looked at Steve, and nodded. "Yeah." He replied simply, though he had no memory of that event. "I'm…sure that there will be."

Steve flipped the page, letting out a soft noise at the drawing of the rides at Coney Island, the greyscale coloring an echo of the bright lights. "Huh," He said with a smile, "I forgot that I drew this. We came here the few times that we could spare the cash, which…wasn't a lot. But– it was fun, anyways."

Bucky nodded slightly. His memory flashed with colored lights and lots of noise, and he took a deep breath. "Yeah. We could go again, sometime?"

Steve smiled. "Yeah," He nodded, thinking back to the summer days where the people flocked to the amusement park, "That sounds like a plan, though I'm sure it's changed a lot. Hopefully, the beach isn't as crowded anymore, cause God, it was like laying a blanket down in Times Square."

He nodded a little bit. "Yeah. That sounds…yikes." he wasn't sure he watned to be around a lot of people, not right now, but…it wasn't as if they were making plans right now.

"Hm," Steve smiled, quietly nodding in agreement. "But that's– uh, the Cyclone," He said, pointing out the rickety-looking rollercoaster in the corner of the drawing. "You talked me into going on it, and my stomach wasn't too happy about that," He added with a laugh.

He laughed a little bit at that, nodding. "Ah." he could vaguely remember laughing at Steve, grinning as the coaster plummeted down the track.

Steve lingered on the semi-pleasant memory of that day, smiling and biting his lip as he looked over the drawing; the faint outlines of people lounging on the beach, and the couples dotting the sidewalk in front of the rides. He laughed, "Okay, so maybe I was afraid of heights. Hah. But that drop was–" Steve smiled, shaking his head.

"Ah, so you're blaming it on the roller coaster." Bucky replied, looking at him with a faint smile. "It couldn't possibly just have been you, oh no, it was the roller coaster's fault."

"It was," Steve argued, chuckling as he gestured with his hands, "It was. My stove was pristine, compared to this." He shook his head, smiling, "It was jarring, going down and it would screech when it went up! I swear, I could feel the wood bending under the weight."

(not gonna be too active today + tomorrow; i have a few google meet conference things)

Bucky shook his head a little bit. "I'm sure it was perfectly safe." he replied, looking over at the blond man and shaking his head.

(it's fine!)

Steve smiled. "Apparently so," He said with a shrug, "It's still running to this day. –Obviously it's been repaired since the thirties, but, yeah. Still goin'."

He laughed just a little bit. "Huh. Maybe we should go on it again, then." he replied, raising his eyebrows at Steve slightly.

Steve's eyes lit up and he smiled softly, trying not to show too much excitement over that. "Yeah," He said, nodding and looking back at him with bright eyes, not even thinking about if he'd still be as scared. Nah, He told himself, I'm over that thing. "Maybe we should. A bit of thrill sounds good to me."

Bucky smiled a little bit again, looking over at his…friend? What were they now? Were they still just friends? Or were they something more now? He didn't know.

"So," Steve said, smiling at the thought of them laughing and fooling around at the amusement park, "When do you wanna go? We could go today, but it's busier during the day."

He blinked. "Oh– I don't know." he repleid slowly. "Whenever, I guess." he shrugged his shoulders, shooting Steve a smile.

(coughkissingontopoftheferriswheelcough)

"Hm, sure," Steve said with a faint nod, trying not to ket his gaze linger on Bucky's smile. "What do you think about going there tonight?" He asked with a soft smile, realizing that he was essentially asking him out, "I remember the lights are prettier. We could take the train and get Nathan's Hot Dogs for dinner while we're there?"

(yesssssssssssssssss)

Bucky smiled a little bit again. "If you're sure you can trust me in a crowd, then…I think it would be great." He replied, looking over at Steve. Is this a date?