I wasn't with Mary when it happened. [His cheeks are burning and he stares down at his hands, still feeling ashamed in spite of that.] I wouldn't do it, now I am. I didn't mean for her to kiss me. I don't even know what the hell she was thinking this last time. We were arguing about feminism and sexism and then she was kissing me.
[Feminism was women getting the vote, right? The rest of it has kind of passed him by, the big revolution of women being empowered beyond the home wasn't something the Soviets really informed the Soldier about. He looks mildly confused, but the content of their argument isn't the point here.]
Renart told me that kissing wasn't something she did with just anyone. Even if you don't like her, she must like you.
[Yes. A tug of shame at the lie to easily get away has him scowling, still rooted in spot.]
Yeah. About what happened when I hurt you, and why, and the advice of a couple of people I trust for how to keep it from happening again. I don't talk to others easy, you might have noticed. But I'm giving you my word that if you ask me about something, I won't lie about it and I won't hide it.
[He gave the same promise to Renart. It's terrifying, but the pair of them get it because they're the ones he trusts to understand the weight of that responsibility and not abuse it to just ask about anything they want.]
[Who isn't here any more, seems like he showed up just in time for the crisis and disappeared again. Somehow a very Clint thing to do. And perhaps trust isn't the right term for the others, he looks a little more disapproving as he says their names.
It's more that they either share some experiences that make it easier to relate, or have proven somewhat trustworthy in the past few months.]
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I'm old, not stupid. People did that back when I was younger too, just usually not so openly and when they were with other people.
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Renart told me that kissing wasn't something she did with just anyone. Even if you don't like her, she must like you.
[Unless she lied.]
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What?
[What?]
That's... no. No, she doesn't. She likes Sherlock more than me.
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Kissing is a bigger deal than sex for her, she likes you.
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I'll tell her I don't fancy her, then. Direct. I've already told her I don't want her kissing me again.
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Might be a good idea, it's better to be direct so there's no misunderstandings.
[He takes a half step back. This is a good place to try and escape, he's said what he wanted to in the beginning and it's become awkward as hell now.]
I'll let you go do that.
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[Granted, John wants this indescribably awkward conversation to end, but Bucky actually sharing anything with him is so rare.]
Is there anything else you wanted to talk about?
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[Yes. A tug of shame at the lie to easily get away has him scowling, still rooted in spot.]
Yeah. About what happened when I hurt you, and why, and the advice of a couple of people I trust for how to keep it from happening again. I don't talk to others easy, you might have noticed. But I'm giving you my word that if you ask me about something, I won't lie about it and I won't hide it.
[He gave the same promise to Renart. It's terrifying, but the pair of them get it because they're the ones he trusts to understand the weight of that responsibility and not abuse it to just ask about anything they want.]
That's everything.
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You... have other people you trust? Apart from Renart, I mean? That's... Bucky, that's great!
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...not the point, John.
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[Who isn't here any more, seems like he showed up just in time for the crisis and disappeared again. Somehow a very Clint thing to do. And perhaps trust isn't the right term for the others, he looks a little more disapproving as he says their names.
It's more that they either share some experiences that make it easier to relate, or have proven somewhat trustworthy in the past few months.]
Gabriel Gray. Dr. Strange.
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All right. I'm really good mates with Stephen. Should make things a bit easier.
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I make him uncomfortable, not sure he'd want to get involved again.
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That's all I wanted to talk about, I should go.
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Right. Thanks for talking to me. I'll see you later, Buck.