[A relaxing date seemed like the perfect way to spend the night, give the kids some space where hopefully they wouldn't burn the house down. Just some dinner and drinks and playing at something resembling reality. They were far from your typical couple, but that didn't stop Rumlow from wanting to try it out.
Right now they were just throwing back your standard pub fare and a few beers, chewing the fat about whatever came up. It was good too, to just talk to Bucky. There were a lot more questions being asked and answered on his part, but Rumlow had long grown used to it with him. It was a part of their relationship, and nothing he really minded. Bucky was far from incessant, as far as he was concerned. Even when the questions started pushing towards a more personal topic.
His gaze slid over, away from the idle observance of the bar's patrons. Focusing on Bucky's eyes, Rumlow stared and weighed the potential motivations behind the question. Most likely, he just wanted to learn, and though Rumlow never really enjoyed talking about his past, he would. For Bucky.]
Yeah, in terms of smarts, sure. Got in trouble with teachers though, didn't like how I was rough-housing with the other kids. Guess I was bored with some of the subjects. Remembered reading shit and being told that I was too far ahead. Sorta killed the urge to put in the work after that.
[Rumlow wiped his fingers on a napkin and then folded his arms across his lap.]
When I grew up? Man... a rock star maybe? I don't think I ever really settled on any one idea.
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Date: 2017-01-09 09:16 pm (UTC)Right now they were just throwing back your standard pub fare and a few beers, chewing the fat about whatever came up. It was good too, to just talk to Bucky. There were a lot more questions being asked and answered on his part, but Rumlow had long grown used to it with him. It was a part of their relationship, and nothing he really minded. Bucky was far from incessant, as far as he was concerned. Even when the questions started pushing towards a more personal topic.
His gaze slid over, away from the idle observance of the bar's patrons. Focusing on Bucky's eyes, Rumlow stared and weighed the potential motivations behind the question. Most likely, he just wanted to learn, and though Rumlow never really enjoyed talking about his past, he would. For Bucky.]
Yeah, in terms of smarts, sure. Got in trouble with teachers though, didn't like how I was rough-housing with the other kids. Guess I was bored with some of the subjects. Remembered reading shit and being told that I was too far ahead. Sorta killed the urge to put in the work after that.
[Rumlow wiped his fingers on a napkin and then folded his arms across his lap.]
When I grew up? Man... a rock star maybe? I don't think I ever really settled on any one idea.