I'm asking this dance so come take my hand.
[ Locked to ridethecyclone. Romantics Verse. ]
[ The hotel room is nothing overly grand, but it is the best thing that Steve has seen in months. A large bed with romantic red sheets is the main feature, what belongings he has with him in a bag by one of the bed-side tables, and a small lounging area at the other end of the room with white sofas and a beautiful fireplace. The door to the en suite bathroom is ajar from where he went to freshen up a little and check himself several times in the mirror with anxiety before giving up.
Bucky is taking his time, but Steve tells himself that it's a good thing, that everything's all right and nothing's gone awry. He's equal amounts anxious and thrilled, and it's making him pace the soft carpet as he waits. And then he hears it, the rattle of the window behind the closed curtains, and he rushes over to it to check that it's who he hopes it is, the shield not too far if not. ]
[ The hotel room is nothing overly grand, but it is the best thing that Steve has seen in months. A large bed with romantic red sheets is the main feature, what belongings he has with him in a bag by one of the bed-side tables, and a small lounging area at the other end of the room with white sofas and a beautiful fireplace. The door to the en suite bathroom is ajar from where he went to freshen up a little and check himself several times in the mirror with anxiety before giving up.
Bucky is taking his time, but Steve tells himself that it's a good thing, that everything's all right and nothing's gone awry. He's equal amounts anxious and thrilled, and it's making him pace the soft carpet as he waits. And then he hears it, the rattle of the window behind the closed curtains, and he rushes over to it to check that it's who he hopes it is, the shield not too far if not. ]