[Bucky grins at his response, stepping closer to Steve, as well, and this time winding his arm around his shoulder and letting his hand rest there on the back of his neck, fingers gently curling into soft, fine hair at the base of his skull.]
I don't know. I feel like if we listened to it enough, we could get used to it.
[He's trying very hard now not to smirk, because, no. He's pretty sure they couldn't. He searches Steve's eyes, the same familiar blue that he's found himself getting lost in so many times over the years.]
What uh -- what brought this on? [The words are curious. He wonders if this is something Steve's spent time thinking about over the years or if it's something that just crept up on him recently.]
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I don't know. I feel like if we listened to it enough, we could get used to it.
[He's trying very hard now not to smirk, because, no. He's pretty sure they couldn't. He searches Steve's eyes, the same familiar blue that he's found himself getting lost in so many times over the years.]
What uh -- what brought this on? [The words are curious. He wonders if this is something Steve's spent time thinking about over the years or if it's something that just crept up on him recently.]