Date: 2016-07-21 02:30 am (UTC)
disassembling: (WS - It's not over until I say so)
[The question stilled him, though he was not particularly tense. No more than what was required to keep his weight from bearing down on Rumlow again anyway. That question stumped him because Rumlow had dripped the honey phrase of a relationship to him, but they had not defined what kind of relationship that happened to be. A single date, a night in the warmth and sleeping over... that almost made them lovers, right? Relationship details needed to come with its own kind of road map.]

Is that what we are?

[He asked because he had nothing more to give. He didn't entirely know what they were to each other and thus relied on Rumlow to know for him to some degree. He wasn't certain that he could even reliably be trusted with the idea of friendship at this point, what with living so many years as a 'thing'.]
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