It's incredibly peaceful. Steve starts to realize just how little sleep
he's been running on, and he surrenders to it after a while.
Steve's eyes snap open at the weight on his stomach. There's something
sharp at his throat, and Bucky speaking in Russian. Steve understands a
little now, thanks to Natasha - but only a very little. He can pick out
'orders'. He can't respond in Russian. He leaves his hands exactly where
they are at the moment. His eyes are wide.
If he speaks back to him normally, will Bucky respond? Will he wake up from
this flashback or nightmare or whatever it is? "Bucky," he says quietly, as
calmly as he can. "Bucky, it's me. You're safe. There are no orders."
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Date: 2018-07-16 01:50 am (UTC)It's incredibly peaceful. Steve starts to realize just how little sleep he's been running on, and he surrenders to it after a while.
Steve's eyes snap open at the weight on his stomach. There's something sharp at his throat, and Bucky speaking in Russian. Steve understands a little now, thanks to Natasha - but only a very little. He can pick out 'orders'. He can't respond in Russian. He leaves his hands exactly where they are at the moment. His eyes are wide.
If he speaks back to him normally, will Bucky respond? Will he wake up from this flashback or nightmare or whatever it is? "Bucky," he says quietly, as calmly as he can. "Bucky, it's me. You're safe. There are no orders."