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[vintagecaptain]

OPEN RP POST
Director Rogers AU | Civil War AU

Looking to RP something with Steve Rogers?

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[vintagecaptain]

Uh... [ He's trying hard not to judge right now. ] Do you want a pillow too?

[ Maybe it's a safety thing. Steve is just going to let this happen. If Bucky keeps doing it, they'll talk. ]

[bracchium]

[Bucky shakes his head and settles near the wall.] Too soft.

[vintagecaptain]

Uh... okay.

[ He frowns but again, he's going to let it go for now. It's a conversation for another time. ]

Get some rest.

[bracchium]

[Bucky pauses at Steve's hesitation before his exhaustion becomes too heavy to carry any more.]

Night.

[It's very much early in the morning after the brutal arraignment, but Bucky says it anyway before he settles on the floor.

He doesn't find much peace in sleep. He dreams about a kill, about strangling the life out of a guard as he made his way to a target. Then, when he reaches the target, it's a woman and her child. The child is screaming, crying, but Bucky spares him no mercy.

As he sleeps, he thrashes. As it approaches its climax, Bucky jacknifes upright, staring around in the dark.]

[vintagecaptain]

[ Rest is rest. Steve's not going to judge. He's feeling pretty restless, not tired but he will leave Bucky to his sleep.

He changes out of his suit into something more comfortable and then goes back to the office to get some work done, handle what he can to help Bucky while the man rests.

That nightmare flies under his radar. The walls here are so thick and soundproofed he can't hear Bucky thrashing around. ]

[bracchium]

[Bucky takes several minutes to catch his breath, to stare into the dark of the room and try to not see the Soldier staring back at him. How stupid was he to think that he could ever think of himself as not guilty of these crimes. He climbs up to his feet and makes his way to the sink in the bathroom to wash his face, to let some cool water make its way down his neck.

He emerges back into the main area of the penthouse, his heart pounding. He looks to the closed office door before he looks down at his ankle. Maybe he should go back to jail after all.]

[vintagecaptain]

[ The door isn't fully closed. It's cracked open a little bit enough to give privacy for his conversations but also totally inviting someone to come in. Or so he can catch a glimpse of Bucky walking past.

Steve finishes his work as quick as he can and then goes out to check. ]

Hey, pal, you hungry?

[bracchium]

[Bucky's attention snaps to Steve in his office, his expression haunted. At the offer of food, he shakes his head and runs a hand through his wet hair.]

[vintagecaptain]

Bucky?

[ He takes a step towards him, frowning. ]

You okay?

[ He does not seem okay. ]

[bracchium]

[Bucky stares over at Steve before he turns back toward the main area of the penthouse. His chest heaves as he tries to quiet the fear provoked by the nightmare.]

[vintagecaptain]

[ Steve licks his lips. ]

James. [ It's rare to use Bucky's full name but something's got a hold of his mind and Steve doesn't actually know what to do. ] Can you look at me, pal? You're safe here.

[bracchium]

[It's enough to garner Bucky's attention and his gaze returns to Steve.] Steve.

[He looks stressed, even as he makes eye contact with his friend.]

[vintagecaptain]

[ He breathes a little easier when Bucky says his name. Steve takes another step towards him, holding out a hand. ]

Do you want to tell me what's wrong?

[bracchium]

[Bucky hesitates but reaches out for Steve's hand.]

Nightmares.

[vintagecaptain]

Yeah. Okay. You're awake now.

[ Steve squeezes his hand. ]

You're safe.

[bracchium]

[Bucky acknowledges the squeeze with one of his own.]

I dreamed about one of the victims in the case.

[vintagecaptain]

That's... I'm sorry. I can't make it that better. Best I can do is... make some hot chocolate?

[ It's nothing, really, but it's the only thing he can think to do against nightmares like that. ]

[bracchium]

[Bucky keeps his hand clutched around Steve's as he takes one last look around the living area before he focuses entirely on Steve.]

Hot chocolate?

[vintagecaptain]

I have nightmares too. The ones about the ice are the worst.

[ He flashes a weak smile. ]

I wake up cold. Hot chocolate makes me feel better and gives me something to do with my hands.

[bracchium]

[Oh. Bucky supposes that would be helpful.]

Do you dream about the ice a lot?

[vintagecaptain]

Not too often these days. It's mostly Thanos.

[ Since he has Bucky by the hand he tugs him towards the kitchen. The hot chocolate idea hasn't been rejected so they're going to get hot chocolate. ]

But when I first woke up... it was almost every night. I still hate being cold. Cold water is... it's hell.

[bracchium]

[Bucky follows along with Steve to the kitchen. His fingers occasionally shake as he continues to calm down.]

I don't like the cold either.

[vintagecaptain]

Yeah, brings back a lot of bad memories.

[ In the kitchen he gently lets go of Bucky's hand because he needs both to get the milk and the cocoa powder from the pantry. ]

[bracchium]

[Once his hand is released, Bucky makes his way to the kitchen table and sits down.]

You said you dream about Thanos, too?

[vintagecaptain]

[ Steve does this the old fashioned way. He pours the milk into a pot and puts it on the stove to warm up slowly. ]

Yeah. I watched a lot of people I cared about disappear. That doesn't... it stays with you.