[The flowers Steve had delivered are kept by the windowsill. Somehow despite the excessive amount of staring they receive, they haven't started to wilt yet. Although Bucky has been overwatering them a little bit because he has no idea what he's doing.
Bucky's not very good with words. Especially when his campaign manager isn't around to tell him what to say or how to dress or, more importantly, what not to say, do, or act like.
If he had a love language it would look suspiciously like violence. Because apparently nothing says those three words like a box of 9mm rounds (look, they come in handy whether or not you have a firearm) and a post-it note.]
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Bucky's not very good with words. Especially when his campaign manager isn't around to tell him what to say or how to dress or, more importantly, what not to say, do, or act like.
If he had a love language it would look suspiciously like violence. Because apparently nothing says those three words like a box of 9mm rounds (look, they come in handy whether or not you have a firearm) and a post-it note.]
I came back for you.