Aaron bit on his lip for a moment and
let out a tiny breath, rubbing the back of his neck. “Yeah? I
guess I’ve never noticed it.” He laughed a little and glanced
over at Nate again, shifting slightly where he was sitting. The
thought of telling him brought butterflies to his stomach, and he
looked over at Bucky, tilting his head. “Oh–I’m Aaron, by the
way..and that’s Nate over there.”
“Well, from what I’ve seen, he only does it when you’re NOT looking. Which would explain why you’ve never noticed it.” God, he was starting to sound like some sort of creep. But, then again, when you have nothing but time on your hands, you tend to notice things around you more. And, as if on cue, Nates head lifted for a moment in order to glance back at Aaron, pausing when he noticed Bucky. His brow raised curiously for a moment as he gave a small wave, causing the older male to give a slight chuckle. “I’m…James. But most people tend to just call me Bucky. Or..they used to, at least. It’s a pleasure, Aaron.”
❝ This world will try to bend you, break you. Scare you, shake you. Make you question all the things that make you. It will hurt, it won't be easy. Sometimes it's barely worth believing. But hope is light and fear is heavy. ❞ Ⓒ
Ind. & Selective BUCKY BARNES as told by Rae. Post-Civil War, slightly canon divergent. NSFW+
ANY CIVIL WAR SPOILERS WILL BE TAGGED AS "CW SPOILERS". Spoilers will be tagged until mid-june.
