It's almost unimaginable luxury everywhere he looks, along with an almost unthinkable amount of choice, and for a split second Bucky's certain he's going to collapse. Somehow he manages to keep from freezing in place like a startled deer as they walk into the penthouse suite.
Steve's acting like this is normal. Maybe it is normal, for Tony Stark, for the Avengers, for those around them. Maybe it's just him who's broken.
He trails the others like a shadow through the room. He shakes his head at the sundae bar - when was the last time he had ice cream? He doesn't know, and it's not been something that he'd spent any time seeking out in the last few years - but fills one of the glasses as much like everyone else as he can.
If his selections happen to mirror Steve's, hopefully no one will notice. He can't make those decisions, not right now. He can't.
Bucky settles carefully in an armchair and listens to the conversation between Tony and Sam, and does his best to be near-invisible. Steve's happy. He will be, too.
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Steve's acting like this is normal. Maybe it is normal, for Tony Stark, for the Avengers, for those around them. Maybe it's just him who's broken.
He trails the others like a shadow through the room. He shakes his head at the sundae bar - when was the last time he had ice cream? He doesn't know, and it's not been something that he'd spent any time seeking out in the last few years - but fills one of the glasses as much like everyone else as he can.
If his selections happen to mirror Steve's, hopefully no one will notice. He can't make those decisions, not right now. He can't.
Bucky settles carefully in an armchair and listens to the conversation between Tony and Sam, and does his best to be near-invisible. Steve's happy. He will be, too.