Bucky gives Steve his space for almost an entire day after they've changed back before he decides to pay his old pal's house a visit. The sun hangs low in the sky as he makes his way over, casting long shadows along the ground as Bucky picks his way along the increasingly familiar path -- one that was as strange to him over the past weekend as it ( Read more... )

It's a nightmare that finds Bucky awake with a start, right hand clawing at the collar of the shirt he wore to sleep, as though he expects there to be something more restrictive than soaked cotton around his neck instead. It's only when his breaths start to even out that he realizes he's off-balance, his body simultaneously heavier than it was a ( Read more... )

True as it is that Bucky Barnes has been trained within an inch of his life, neither the brass at home nor the Brits overseas had anything to say about what to do upon waking up without a stitch of clothing to call his own, sandwiched between a nice looking dame and a detached robotic arm. There's a stiffness to his muscles he can't account for, a ( Read more... )