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“…Steve?”
The name had left CAPTAIN AMERICA’s Bucky’s lips in a soft, nearly inaudible whisper. In reality, he hadn’t meant to say anything at all, but shock had taken over, preventing him from keeping the name in his head. After all, it had been ages since he last saw any sign of Steve, and they hadn’t exactly left on a GOOD NOTE ( nearly being murdered by your ex-lover on a helicarrier that was falling apart around you wasn’t exactly ideal, either ).
But god, had he been searching for him. The others called it a futile effort, especially since no one was truly aware if Steve was still under the control of Hydra…If he was even in D.C., still. Tried to tell him for ages that he should stop and save himself the disappointment, but how could he stop knowing that Steve was alive? That he was out there, possibly on his own? ( He couldn’t. )
He wasn’t searching for Steve at the moment, however. He had simply decided to go for a walk to try and clear his head and stumbled upon the male on the way. At first, he wasn’t sure if it was him or if his mind was just willing him to see what he wanted, but after a few seconds, he was sure of it. He would recognize those eyes– that face, anywhere. And he was NOT about to let him disappear again.
“Steve,” the name left his lips a bit louder this time, hoping to catch his attention. He didn’t think ahead though– didn’t consider what he could say after and ended up having to think of something ( ANYTHING ) to break the silence.“How…how long have you been out here?” Good going, Cap.