One month. Christ. XDiced_soldierFebruary 18 2012, 17:45:40 UTC
[Bucky was up early, as always. He'd headed into the kitchen in all his bedhead glory and started making breakfast: eggs, toast, sausage, potatoes, and, of course, coffee.]
Oh, gawd. MWAHAHAHAHAa_bastard_sonFebruary 18 2012, 18:23:42 UTC
[Being an very light sleeper, Daken knew the moment the human slipped from his bed. The fact that the soldier had even slept over in his bed was significant all on its own. Despite the mutant swearing he was going to kill Bucky one day, the fact that they were sleeping together rather than just fucking and going their separate ways was startling to the mutant. For once though, he didn't stress over that or the building intimacy that had been forming between them as of late.]
[Daken would still swear they were not in any kind of relationship of course. The pleasant smells coming from the kitchen lured the mutant from his bed and he padded down the hallway and into the open concept kitchen naked and without so much as an inch of shame. The mutant's mohawk was mussed and sticking up in weird directions and for once he looked almost....rumpled.] Morning. [He called, fighting down a yawn as he moved over to brush a 'good morning' kiss against the human's mouth. He didn't even realize until after he'd done that how strangely out of
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[Bucky cocked a brow when he saw the other man strut in fully naked.] Ain't it unhygienic to be walkin' around naked in the kitchen? [But then Daken was kissing him and it threw him a little off-guard. He shook it off and looked over his shoulder at the man, smiling awkwardly.] Hope you don't mind I decided to use the kitchen. There's enough food for both of us.
If I was planning on rubbing my dick everywhere, maybe. [Daken drawled ironically and let the kiss linger for a moment before stepping back. The offer of breakfast was new, he couldn't remember if they'd ever done something like that before. Generally, their sleepovers ended after some morning screwing around and the two of them going their opposite ways. Again, Daken was surprised to find he didn't actually find the idea of sharing breakfast with Bucky abhorrent.] Sure, I'll go get dressed before I scandalize your delicate sensibilities. [Pouring himself a mug of coffee, the mutant took a sip and breathed a quiet sound of pleasure.]
You go do that, sweetheart. Getting dressed, I mean. Not rubbing your dick everywhere. [He sorted out the food onto two plates and got out some silverwear.]
Yes, I'll get right on that, lover. [The phrase felt odd on his tongue this morning. Like it actually meant something more than the venomous sarcasm it normally conveyed. Walking away feeling puzzled and vaguely disquieted, Daken went into the bedroom and pulled on some clothes. Of course he took the time to tidy up because it was Daken and by the time he emerged from the bedroom he was impeccably dressed as always.]
[Bucky was already seated and eating when Daken returned. When he saw the man, Bucky stopped chewing and cocked a brow at the man. Bucky wouldn't even try to look so presentable this early in the morning.] Think you put enough effort into your appearance? [He spoke around that mouthful of food before swallowing.]
First you criticize my lack of clothing and now you criticize the fact that I'm wearing clothes? Really, James, you need to make up your mind. [The mutant teased, a bland smile curving his lips. He was surprised at the fact that he felt affectionate exasperation instead of his general seething irritation at having the human criticize him.]
[Unlike usual, Daken's jab was laced with playful affection instead of malice. It unnerved Bucky to hear. It reminded him too much of how he and Steve used to tease each other. And then, Bucky was mentally kicking himself for having compared this man to Steve. This man wasn't a damn thing like Steve.] Hey, I ain't complaining. Just sayin' it's more effort than I'd put in at this hour.
[Playful teasing and quiet mornings at the breakfast table normally wasn't in their cards. Nor was Daken letting Bucky sleep over at night so the whole freaking morning was one confusion breakage of the unspoken laws that ruled their stunted relationship. Sipping from the coffee mug silently, the mutant sat himself at the table and started to eat the food his lover had prepared.] You rarely put as much attention to your appearance as I do no matter what the time, don't try and deny it.
You say "rarely" like it happens at all. [But it was hard for him to joke when Daken was being so unDakenlike. This was probably the longest the man had gone without being an asshole to him while concious, and, naturally, Bucky was suspicious.]
I've been told some people find the rough, unkempt look attractive supposedly. That must be what you're going for, right? [He murmured between bites of food. The mutant ate gracefully as always, either because of his innate sense of neatness or just a holdover from his childhood almost 70 years ago.]
Nah, that still implies I care about how I look. [Bucky ate his own food with none of the grace with which Daken ate his. Bucky had all the manners of the scrappy little orphan from Brooklyn he was.]
I never would have noticed. [Slanting an amused look Bucky's way, he finished off his food and reached once more for his mug of coffee.] It was good, thank you. [Daken murmured after washing the last taste of the food from his mouth.]
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[Daken would still swear they were not in any kind of relationship of course. The pleasant smells coming from the kitchen lured the mutant from his bed and he padded down the hallway and into the open concept kitchen naked and without so much as an inch of shame. The mutant's mohawk was mussed and sticking up in weird directions and for once he looked almost....rumpled.] Morning. [He called, fighting down a yawn as he moved over to brush a 'good morning' kiss against the human's mouth. He didn't even realize until after he'd done that how strangely out of ( ... )
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