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newredshoesOkay, it's a little devastating. If you're looking for an atmospheric, tense, wrenching-but-ultimately-will-leave-you-sobbing-in-relief-a-little look at Bucky in a future where he's living with Steve and trying to understand who he is and isn't, have I got a fic for you.
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Deceptively simple. Okay, pretty devastating, but in a good way. One quick warning: contains ( illness ), if you don't want to be surprised.
She sits with you. You and her on the roof’s edge, Steve seven floors down with his back against the door he gave you.
You sleep less. You never see her sleep. Steve only naps.
Rain tomorrow, she says, moon in her hair.
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Deceptively simple. Okay, pretty devastating, but in a good way. One quick warning: contains ( illness ), if you don't want to be surprised.
She sits with you. You and her on the roof’s edge, Steve seven floors down with his back against the door he gave you.
You sleep less. You never see her sleep. Steve only naps.
Rain tomorrow, she says, moon in her hair.
