-- oh dear diary, we fell apart.

[yourbestguysgun]

"... What do you mean record a message? Ain't the whole point it bein' the other way round. Stupid piece o' --."

☎ Call
☏ Text
✔ Voicemail

[ ooc: action is also a-okay, if you know where to find him. :) ]

Comments

[punchedhitler]

Six.

[Crepe sits because she is, in fact, dizzy.]

Why are you sleeping on the couch?

[yourbestguysgun]

Passed out here. [ And wait, here it is. ] Why are you sneakin' in at six?

[punchedhitler]

Becaues I didn't want to wake you.

[FACT.]

[yourbestguysgun]

Okay, let's try that again.

[ He does sound like a wife. This is awful. ] Where y'been that you have t'be worried about waking me at six in the morning?

[punchedhitler]

I was at Tony's. He was drunk, I didn't want to leave him alone to pass out in a pool of his own vomit.

[He is scratching Crepe's head, she is trying her best to get her nose against his abs]

[yourbestguysgun]

Oh.

[ Not jealous, not jealous. Totally. Nu uh. ] Okay.

[punchedhitler]

[Steve moves to sit next to him on said couch]

Want to go get breakfast, now that you're up?

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Scrubbing his hand over his face and resisting the urge to interrogate. ] Sure.

[punchedhitler]

You look like you need another couple of hours of sleep.

[yourbestguysgun]

Hell, probably. But I'm up now.

[punchedhitler]

Get dressed, we'll get some coffee.

[Steve will go dressed like he's dressed, which is slightly rumpled.]

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Doing as he says, Bucky returns five minutes later tugging a sweater over his head. He's still sleep-pale, but he doesn't look like he's been sleeping where he'd sat anymore. ]

Right, c'mon, the coffee's waitin'.

[punchedhitler]

[Steve leads the way to the local diner]

Did you know that they keep making the comic even after the war?

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Side-eye. ] The one about you?

[punchedhitler]

Yeah, the one about me.

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Curious. ] So you keep on bein' Cap once we're done?

[punchedhitler]

[Careful, careful. Steve shrugs]

I just thought I would stop. I mean, I thought I would go home and go back to school and just...be normal again.

[yourbestguysgun]

But if they're doin' the comics and stuff, you must be -. [ Pause. ] Did Tony tell you that?

[punchedhitler]

Tony says there are comics and cartoons and...

[And that he has them all.]

[yourbestguysgun]

He have any?

[punchedhitler]

[Mumbled]

All of them.

[yourbestguysgun]

Wow.

[ Fuck you, Tony Stark. ]

[punchedhitler]

[In the diner they go; the waitress nods over to a corner booth]

And people dress up in costumes of...me.

[There's a really awkward pause]

I didn't think it would go on after the war.

[yourbestguysgun]

You're Captain America.

[ Sliding into the booth. ] And as one of those guys you swooped in to save? I can honestly say that kind of thing won't just fade. People'll be telling stories of you forever.

[punchedhitler]

[He looks a little sheepish]

I just did what anyone else would have done.

[Coffee is poured]