Yeah, they were good. [Until they weren't.] But no, I've gotten fucked since then. You remember Rollins?

[Rumlow asked, though he sort of doubted Bucky was. Guy was more a background feature when he wasn't put into motion. Rumlow still wondered where he was sometimes. Whether he survived or not.

He set a hand in Bucky's hair, curling it around his fingers, letting go and repeating. The gentle affection was nice, had him slitting his eyes and sinking into the mattress.]

Jack and I had a thing when we were with STRIKE.