[Clinging to Bucky as surely as he was to him, Rumlow let him shudder and shake. There was a tightness in his chest, an overwhelming sensation that Rumlow had to fulfill. He needed Bucky happy, needed to strip away his fears, reassure him that nothing in Hell would ever pull them apart. He felt himself choke up at how powerful this emotion was. It dug deep into him, wrapped around his heart like a mass of ever tightening coils. He held Bucky, buried his face next to his and realized he was shaking enough to match.
How had they come to this?
Rumlow was damaged though. He didn't do sadness. The pricking at his eyes wasn't grief, it was fury. A thick, heavy feeling that tightened his muscles, made him taste blood in his mouth before he realized how he'd bitten his cheek. He curled his lip and huffed out a breath, blinking wetness from his eyes, the manifestation of his frustration. That he couldn't save Bucky from his fear.]
Never. [He growled it, spat it out.] I will rule this place, Bucky. Rule it so no one can ever, ever take us apart. I'll tear this place apart with my teeth if I gotta.
[He clung tighter. Tipped his head and kissed Bucky's cheek, dragged in the scent of him, tinged with the faint smell of blood to go along with the taste in his mouth. This was his. His Soldier, from now until the universe decided to collapse in upon itself. That fierce, powerful loyalty he felt for the man in his arms rocking through him as surely as the blood that once pumped through his veins.]
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Date: 2017-01-10 04:49 pm (UTC)How had they come to this?
Rumlow was damaged though. He didn't do sadness. The pricking at his eyes wasn't grief, it was fury. A thick, heavy feeling that tightened his muscles, made him taste blood in his mouth before he realized how he'd bitten his cheek. He curled his lip and huffed out a breath, blinking wetness from his eyes, the manifestation of his frustration. That he couldn't save Bucky from his fear.]
Never. [He growled it, spat it out.] I will rule this place, Bucky. Rule it so no one can ever, ever take us apart. I'll tear this place apart with my teeth if I gotta.
[He clung tighter. Tipped his head and kissed Bucky's cheek, dragged in the scent of him, tinged with the faint smell of blood to go along with the taste in his mouth. This was his. His Soldier, from now until the universe decided to collapse in upon itself. That fierce, powerful loyalty he felt for the man in his arms rocking through him as surely as the blood that once pumped through his veins.]