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[Bucky snorts softly, amused even still, as he rolls to his feet as well, collecting plates and mugs.] Yeah, maybe. But it's never going to be that clear cut.
[Steve's mug is set on the counter beside him, Bucky knows better than to empty the last few sips of coffee, and his own mug and the plates are set in the sink, just given a quick rinse. It's habit to do the day's dishes after dinner, which means he'll take care of them later.]
Yeah. Wish it could be. [ Even if he's driven by his own moral code Steve really wishes it could be easier. ] But I'll just figure it out along the way.
[ After putting the cream cheese away and tossing out the trash he goes over and leans against Bucky as he takes the coffee back and works on those last few sips. ]
[It's a discussion he's had with himself at least as often as he's had it with Steve, or Sam, and that's the only conclusion he's ever been satisfied with, even a little.]
But c'mon. [He jostles Steve's shoulder gently.] We're not getting philosophical, we're going to go look at art.
I'll probably get way more philosophical about soup dumplings, but sure. Art.
[He's not even trying to make it sound serious this time, and he nods at the follow-up, giving Steve's shoulder a gentle nudge] Yeah, go on, I should probably change into something a little more presentable instead of hobo-chic.
[Because while sweatpants and a jogging shirt was fine for going down the block for bagels, it's not exactly the kind of thing he actually wants to go to lunch in, let alone a museum.]
You're going to learn to appreciate art if it kills me!
[ Steve shouts as he walks off to disappear into the shower for a few minutes and return nicely dressed with his hair perfectly styled. The hair takes longer than the shower actually. ]
I appreciate it just fine! The soup dumplings are on a whole different level though. [He shoots back, not even bothering to stifle the laugh as he does so.
He's used to changing clothes quickly and now is no exception, and by the time Steve returns Bucky's changed into his one good pair of jeans along with a t-shirt reading: I eat oil paintings when the guards aren't looking, and in the process of lacing his boots] That was fast.
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[Steve's mug is set on the counter beside him, Bucky knows better than to empty the last few sips of coffee, and his own mug and the plates are set in the sink, just given a quick rinse. It's habit to do the day's dishes after dinner, which means he'll take care of them later.]
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[ After putting the cream cheese away and tossing out the trash he goes over and leans against Bucky as he takes the coffee back and works on those last few sips. ]
Together.
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[It's a discussion he's had with himself at least as often as he's had it with Steve, or Sam, and that's the only conclusion he's ever been satisfied with, even a little.]
But c'mon. [He jostles Steve's shoulder gently.] We're not getting philosophical, we're going to go look at art.
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[ He drinks the last of his coffee and stops leaning against Bucky. ]
Gonna shower first and then I'll be ready to go.
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[He's not even trying to make it sound serious this time, and he nods at the follow-up, giving Steve's shoulder a gentle nudge] Yeah, go on, I should probably change into something a little more presentable instead of hobo-chic.
[Because while sweatpants and a jogging shirt was fine for going down the block for bagels, it's not exactly the kind of thing he actually wants to go to lunch in, let alone a museum.]
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[ Steve shouts as he walks off to disappear into the shower for a few minutes and return nicely dressed with his hair perfectly styled. The hair takes longer than the shower actually. ]
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He's used to changing clothes quickly and now is no exception, and by the time Steve returns Bucky's changed into his one good pair of jeans along with a t-shirt reading: I eat oil paintings when the guards aren't looking, and in the process of lacing his boots] That was fast.