Date: 2016-08-24 03:17 pm (UTC)
comesfrompain: (stunned)
What matters is the mission, Bucky. We all have to get our hands dirty sometimes.

[The look he gives him lingers, contemplative and quiet. He supposes there's no point in waiting. Not if the Soldier is going to be this adamant. He rubs at his stubble and tilts his head down, breaking their shared gaze. He snatches at his hand before he lets him get too far, brings it to his lips to kiss again.]

Don't fall into her trap, Bucky. I care about you too much to lose you to her.
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