[ Steve doesn't get much chance to comment, not when Bucky is moving closer and has left Sugar behind, but it's good to know he's fine. Things had been a blank for a while, mostly touch-and-go, and whatever he'd lost when the Moira had gone down isn't something that's going to easily find its way back to him. His expression thins a little. ]
What did you think I —
[ And that's when Bucky has his hands on his collar, the weight and proximity of him something familiar and aching and too close to be a dream, and Steve stumbles into the kiss like he's never done it before, hand reaching out to settle on a shoulder while the other hovers between them like he's aiming to push against his chest or curl his fingers into his shirt and drag him closer. It's a strange contradiction, one he can't quite explain, but it's there. Then, it's over, and he's left standing there, almost leaning into Bucky with his eyes closed. ] Did I miss something?
[ It takes him a second to form words, still trying to figure out if this had anything to do with all that missing time. ]
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What did you think I —
[ And that's when Bucky has his hands on his collar, the weight and proximity of him something familiar and aching and too close to be a dream, and Steve stumbles into the kiss like he's never done it before, hand reaching out to settle on a shoulder while the other hovers between them like he's aiming to push against his chest or curl his fingers into his shirt and drag him closer. It's a strange contradiction, one he can't quite explain, but it's there. Then, it's over, and he's left standing there, almost leaning into Bucky with his eyes closed. ] Did I miss something?
[ It takes him a second to form words, still trying to figure out if this had anything to do with all that missing time. ]