Steve feels so much better when Bucky is there. He’d tried to busy himself with getting the blood out of his hair but it’s just not working. His hair is matted for all eternity.
“I think I might be done with plane rides,” Steve says, still scrubbing at his scalp. He turns off the water and leans out to grab a towel. “And France. And—. Where actually are we?”
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Date: 2022-07-30 12:35 am (UTC)“I think I might be done with plane rides,” Steve says, still scrubbing at his scalp. He turns off the water and leans out to grab a towel. “And France. And—. Where actually are we?”