[he doesn't want to fight him. it feels like the most unnatural thing in the world to fight bucky, and it puts steve on the defensive, in a mindset of protecting bucky from other people as much as protecting them from bucky, with no room for thoughts of himself.
he doesn't want it to come to that. the notebook gives him hope that it won't, because he's seen what's inside of it, if only a little.
they're both drenched, hair and clothes slicked down against them. steve's breathing heavy in a way that has little to do with the run.]
There's a house back that way. [steve nods his head in the direction, but he never takes his eye off of his friend.] They'll let us in. I won't say a word, just please get in out of this.
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he doesn't want it to come to that. the notebook gives him hope that it won't, because he's seen what's inside of it, if only a little.
they're both drenched, hair and clothes slicked down against them. steve's breathing heavy in a way that has little to do with the run.]
There's a house back that way. [steve nods his head in the direction, but he never takes his eye off of his friend.] They'll let us in. I won't say a word, just please get in out of this.