[for Steve] a little less conversation

[onlyapassenger]

Follows this.Bucky is silent, but fuming as he stalks away from the site of Thor's future home, his body language so tense it's a wonder he's even standing straight instead of crumpling under the weight of his own bad mood. That he wouldn't have left the scene without Steve's wordless request is abundantly clear, and Bucky makes no attempt to hide

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[onlyforthedream]

I wait until there's a waterfall and a healthy stretch of jungle between us and the place we left Tony, Peter and Thor before I let out an almost silent short, sharp sigh. I'm not exasperated with Bucky- not by a long shot. The situation leaves something to be desired, though, and truth be told, I had my own impulse to let Tony know just how little I care for his attitude and commentary. I'm practically grateful that Bucky gave me somewhere else to direct my attention.

"All right, let's hear it."

[onlyapassenger]

"Let's hear it," Bucky echoes, coughing out a quiet, bone dry laugh as he stops on the spot. His hands rest lightly over his hips, and he stares up at Steve with a casualness that belies how much he'd like to sink his fist into the nearest tree. Anger sits hot on the surface of his skin, and staying still, now, even for effect, takes more effort than he cares to expend.

And so he doesn't do so for very long.

"What in the goddamn hell is your problem?"

[onlyforthedream]

"I don't know, Buck, but it sure sounds like you've got an idea," I say. It would make sense that he's angrier at me than Tony- if he'd really wanted to hurt the other man, it would have taken more than me simply stepping between them to prevent it.

[onlyapassenger]

"You're just letting him walk all over you!"

It's only part of the problem, but with so much pent up anger just begging for release, Bucky can barely think straight, let alone craft a fully-formed argument. Though capable of keeping a cool head in a crisis, of being calm and efficient and deadly, he is still a man of passion, and he needs little reason for his anger beyond knowing they've just been shown up by a couple of eggheads that included Tony Stark's flippant twin.

"You," he says again, and for emphasis, he presses his index finger to Steve's chest, getting so close only to back off again, hands curling into fists at his sides.