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@immaterialgirl

[dimestore]

[ from here ]

Yellow would look good on you too

Oh, I definitely appreciate it. Of course I do but I'm just saying you're hot with or without it

[ he doesn't quite get that is about her but he'll get there eventually. ]

[immaterialgirl]

[yellow, she vaguely recalls... used to be her favorite color. she thinks. or at least it was the color of her favorite dress, covered in little flowers. back when she could wear such things. or maybe it was her only dress, after she was taken from the orphanage. she liked yellow, back when colors were a thing to enjoy, crayons and ribbons and silly frivolous things like stickers on notebooks. back before everything became shades of grey and standard issue. machines and sterile lab tables and the plain walls of her holding room. a suit designed to contain her, cage her.

she sorts through the yellow options, there aren't a lot. maybe yellow isn't a color others find particularly sexy. but she's not so concerned about others.

the next photo he gets, they're no longer on her head but hanging from her gloved hand. a frilly girly pair that she's uncertain about, because... ruffles seem quite silly. and a strappy little thong, with a tiny bow. both out of quite obviously transparent sort of fabric. she supposes that's fitting, giving she's a transparent sort of woman.]

yellow doesn't seem all that popular. which ones do you like better?

guess i'm just trying to convince myself that i feel that way.

@counterstep

[dimestore]

[ from here ]

Boxing? Nah, [ he says, sighing out a little laugh. sometimes john forgets how old bucky is until he says something a little jarring. ] The rise of MMA sort of killed boxing, actually.

[counterstep]

Wait, really? ( damnit. what's wrong with boxing? that's genuinely disheartening. ) Never mind, then.

( he shrugs and continues helping return the weights. )

@ohios

[dimestore]

[ from here ]

You're the one that threw it???

[ohios]

youre the one that deserved it????

@viuva

[dimestore]

[ from here ]

I mean, yeah of course
Do you consider me a friend?

1/2

[viuva]

um no



im joking yes of course you are my friend
even if i give you a hard time

[ the hardest time. the worst, sometimes. ]

[viuva]

since we are very good friends you should totally put in a good word for me to mr dr phil

[ because his first name is doctor and last name is phil. ]

@counterstep

[dimestore]

[ from here ]

Point is, it doesn't matter if I am or not
There isn't much to know either

the hope is there

[counterstep]

I think it does
this might seem pointless to say since I'm not reciprocating your interest, but I'm not trying to mock you or anything

and don't sell yourself short, John
there's plenty to know and even what I do tells me there's someone really strong and kind underneath that wants to do good

@endof_theline

[dimestore]

[ from here ]

[ god the tension feels palpable and john hates it. he doesn't like this part of a relationship changing. it feels dangerous, like whatever friendship they've managed to muster up might be lost because he thinks bucky is stupid hot. ]

Right, yeah. [ john feels too aware of his body as he steps past bucky into his room. it feels... weird. but at least he has a new cat to distract himself. john isn't a huge animal person, he doesn't see the point in them half the time but they are cute. ]

She's... adorable. [ john says with a smile, crouching down to hold out a hand for the cat to sniff. ]

Ty! ❤️

[endof_theline]

[ It's tense, more than a little awkward, and also the strangest kind of thing, trying to figure out what's going on here. But this is good, right? Talking and all. It's supposed to be good.

Licorice sniffs at John's hand, then nuzzles against it, even pawing at him a little.]

I think she likes you.

[That's.... a good segue, right?]

@white_widow

[dimestore]

[ from here ]

[ john's on his feet as soon as her initial text comes in. he's walking down the hall as he sends his reply and grins when she responds instantly. his first instinct is to check her room and he stops to peek in before heading toward the common area. ]

[white_widow]

[okay, fine, maybe she was staring very attentively at her phone while she assembled her little snack plate, and maybe she was smiling the whole time, but he can't prove it, they disabled the cameras in the kitchen.

she doesn't run, though, and she might still be grinning at her phone whenever he comes in. she finds herself caring less and less about giving things like that away.]

[white_widow]

[another addition to the list of things Yelena thinks she ought to be concerned about, and instead keeps brushing aside: how easy it turns out to be to get used to sharing a bed with someone else. not as a matter of necessity, not with some invisible line dividing my side and your side, but simply as a matter of being too wrapped up in each other to separate.

in this case, literally. it's almost a little too warm, despite the fact that she's not got a stitch of clothing on, tangled up in each other as they are, but it manages to stay just in that range where the warmth keeps you drowsy and drifting. that, and the way Yelena can just tuck her face a little more against John's neck to block out any light, are the excuses she'll use to blame him for the fact that she makes no move to get out of bed and start her day when she starts to wake up.

but she's not thinking about that yet. she's not part of the real world again enough yet for it to be relevant, she only exists in this liminal space of being held in such a way that don't go has become a physical sensation, of a pulse there just within reach of her mouth keeping time, and - well, she's only human. so if her hands wander a little bit, just to see how much they can before he wakes up, or if she wiggles around a little to be pressed against him more in the way that speeds up the heart rate then relaxes it, who can blame her? who could pass this up? she really isn't even directly trying to wake him up, or make anything happen (yet), she's just basking in all the comfort and possibility]

[dimestore]

[ john's used to waking up intwined with another person or, well, he used to be. when his life was a little more normal but it was easy to slip back into it. before him and yelena started sharing a bed he'd suffered alone. john loves to touch and be touched after so much time away amidst war torn countries. he'd yearned for it and now he doesn't take it for granted.

as an army vet, john doesn't sleep very deep at all but he's mastered falling back asleep. when yelena shifts the first time he wakes up and pulls her a little closer. the second time, he smiles to himself and third he doesn't move. he's curious to see what she'll do next and he doesn't want to interrupt. he likes whatever this is, like she's trying to explore him and who they are together in bed. when she stills for an extended period of time john stirs. he shifts and stretches, opens his eyes to peak at her.

even now john can't imagine why she'd let him in her bed. yelena is kind and caring beneath it all, despite everything and she's audacious and so fucking cool he doesn't understand what she sees in him. but he's grateful for it. he splays his hand out on the small of her back and his hand lazily grabs her ass. ]

Morning. [ he mumbles sleepily. ]

@white_widow

[dimestore]

[ from here ]

Well enough, I guess. I haven't really been surprised by anything that wasn't objectively terrible lately. Well, until recently but you don't really shake that shit off, you know?

Yeah, see, this is sounding like a murder thing again.

[white_widow]

I do know. This is not objectively terrible, I'm sure of that at least.

Why would I be ASKING if it were a murder thing?

@abstainings

[dimestore]

[ from here ]

Jesus Christ, Bob you didn't think to double check it before you ate dubious meat?

Maybe you should stay away from cooking for a bit, I don't mind making extra for you if it means you don't end up sick

[abstainings]

You do remember I was a drug addict before the serum. I didn't do a lot of eating, and when I did it was ... a LOT of fast food or whatever I could find. I wasn't picky.

I'm slowly learning about making real food. I'm pretty sure the cheese in here is fine, so I can make myself a grilled cheese. I think I can anyways... you put the butter on the outside of the bread, right?

@endof_theline

[dimestore]

[ from here ]

Okay, I also get mad when you pretend you don't use the weights I know I've seen you in the gym, Bucky.

I do, actually. If you need me to drop the play fight, I can. We can just... talk or not talk. Whatever you need

[endof_theline]

I'm a good spotter. I don't like the gym unless someone wants to box with me. Got no need for anything else.

You wanna talk?

@immaterialgirl

[dimestore]

[ from here ]

I respect the memory of your father but his house sounds like a horror movie.

Jesus, so this is going to be a terrible time all around I guess.

[immaterialgirl]

only if you have an unreasonable fear of trees.

now now, keep in mind he's extremely protective of me and will probably pull you aside to interrogate you