[The smile earns a mild, honest one from Bucky, which surprises him as much as it alarms him, but he shoves the feeling back, telling himself it’s just out of courtesy, nothing more.
Shrugging his shoulders after Clark says he wouldn't take part, he opens his mouth to reply with something cheeky, to maybe put some distance between them after having accidentally shared a smile, but what Clark follows his initial words with makes Bucky freeze, tensing as his faux playfulness quickly fades into strained bewilderment.
No one’s ever said anything like that to him before. He’s always the one on other people’s sides. So... Why?]
But you barely know me. You don’t know what I’ve done. Who I was.
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Shrugging his shoulders after Clark says he wouldn't take part, he opens his mouth to reply with something cheeky, to maybe put some distance between them after having accidentally shared a smile, but what Clark follows his initial words with makes Bucky freeze, tensing as his faux playfulness quickly fades into strained bewilderment.
No one’s ever said anything like that to him before. He’s always the one on other people’s sides. So... Why?]
But you barely know me. You don’t know what I’ve done. Who I was.