[There it was again. That trigger reflex HYDRA had on him, stopping Bucky from even mentioning the word. He hadn't even prefaced it with I. Rumlow tried not to frown, knowing it would only discourage Bucky, despite the intention being towards HYDRA rather than him. He shifted over to kiss him again, running his hands through Bucky's hair.]

Hey. Doesn't gotta make sense. I don't dwell on my past, and neither should you. Whatever happened then's got no bearing on how I feel about you now.

[Rumlow didn't need Bucky to hold himself to some unknown standard or whatever it was he was trying for. What was there now was more important than anything else.]