TELL ME PRETTY LIES / private

[dannychan]

he tilted his head and followed him.

[Leafwing12]

Once there, he moved over to the fridge. He then opened it

[dannychan]

he leaned on the counter, his head propped on his metal arm.

[Leafwing12]

He watched him for a moment. “You have any preference as to what you might want?” He asked

[dannychan]

he shook his head. “not really. grilled cheese would be nice thiugh.. with tomatoe soup..” he breathed.

[Leafwing12]

He nodded. He then grabbed a few things before startingnto cook

[dannychan]

he watched him for a long while. “i’m still not used to seeing you like this..” he mumbled.

[Leafwing12]

He stopped, looking over at Bucky. “Like...Like What?” He askes quietky

[dannychan]

he blinked. “bigger and stronger than me.” he said. buckey really hadn’t been snapped out of his brain washing that long ago, and the last time he had seen steve, he suddenly went for some short skinny dude who only weight 90 pounds to a 6’4 superhero.

[Leafwing12]

He blinked, shrugging. “The government experiments will do that to you I suppose. And working out everyday. You gain muscles then.” He said