-- 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]

[Frowns back?]

He's lonely.

[yourbestguysgun]

[ He's not jealous. ]

Maybe he likes it that way?

[punchedhitler]

[He's Captain America, not Professor X.]

He likes to pretend that, sure.

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Good thing too, Prof X is a slag. ]

Okay. [ Pulling the coffee to him. ] You know what kid, I get it. You want to help everyone you meet. Ain't a bad quality.

[punchedhitler]

[He looks Bucky over for a second]

Not everyone.

I don't think the Red Skull particularly deserves my help, for example.

[yourbestguysgun]

Nah, you're helpin' him by takin' him out. I'm proud.

[punchedhitler]

[Steve drinks his coffee]

I didn't worry you, did I?

[yourbestguysgun]

Last night? [ Another gulp. ] I guess not, you're a grown man.

[punchedhitler]

And since when has that stopped you?

[yourbestguysgun]

You got me there, okay, so maybe I was a little concerned. But I figure you're pretty invincible.

[punchedhitler]

Sorry.

[Said with all the genuineness that Steve Rogers is capable of]

Guess I should make it up to you.