FoxWriter
Cluster
- Joined
- Jan 20, 2011
- Location
- in the realm of lust and seduction
he nodded. "i suppose it would. i wouldn't know. i've only ever been with the one person, and they where... skilled." Steve admitted with a shy smile before he smiled. "i think it makes a lot of sense." he admitted with a smile. "Bucky was always doing the protecting. it will be good for him to take a step back and be protected and cared for." he admitted, gently squeezing Tony's upper arm. "if you need anything at all, come get me. i'll do anything for you." he promised with a smile before he headed out, humming to himself. "is he ill?" Bucky asked. "in the head i mean." he asked as he studied the... impressive pile of french toast. no wonder Steve had commented, Bucky appeared to have gone through three loaves of bread when they hadn't been paying attention. he watched the man run his hands through his hair before he settled into a cross legged position next to Tony and examined a piece of the french toast before taking a small nibble. even Hydra couldn't kill the curiosity of Bucky Barnes. not that it made him like the French toast any better. his nibble was quickly spat out and the piece abandoned. he did seam Happily content to be sitting there at Tony's feet.
Clint nodded. "it is good to be here. i think this place is the first time i've ever truly felt welcomed, and at home." he admitted with a smile. "for Gods sake!" Steve complained, as he always did each and every time. "don't CALL me that! it's Steve! say it with me. Steve." Clint had to laugh. this was clearly an old argument. "how are you feeling you brat? you worried me sick." Steve admitted, pulling the other boy into a cautious hug, wary of any aches or pains the other might be feeling. "has Bruce seen to you yet? i think there was an accident involving Chloroform. he's as bad as Tony is." he grumbled, shaking his head. "your not leaving by the way. now that i finally have you here, i'm never letting you go." he warned with a smile. "Tony will be done in a bit, he has a new charge and the poor bastard just cooked three loaves of french toast because we forgot to tell him to stop..." he admitted, Clint chuckling.
Clint nodded. "it is good to be here. i think this place is the first time i've ever truly felt welcomed, and at home." he admitted with a smile. "for Gods sake!" Steve complained, as he always did each and every time. "don't CALL me that! it's Steve! say it with me. Steve." Clint had to laugh. this was clearly an old argument. "how are you feeling you brat? you worried me sick." Steve admitted, pulling the other boy into a cautious hug, wary of any aches or pains the other might be feeling. "has Bruce seen to you yet? i think there was an accident involving Chloroform. he's as bad as Tony is." he grumbled, shaking his head. "your not leaving by the way. now that i finally have you here, i'm never letting you go." he warned with a smile. "Tony will be done in a bit, he has a new charge and the poor bastard just cooked three loaves of french toast because we forgot to tell him to stop..." he admitted, Clint chuckling.