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[orangetoughguy]

"Motherfucker, I'm trying to watch The Lost Boys."

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[punchedhitler]

[He's been sitting on this for two days but it's not Cap's style to brood. Honestly he should have confronted Bucky about it first.

He should have, but a part of him is afraid of the response. Part of him will never see Captain America, but that skinny kid who was too dumb to run from a fight, that twerpy artist whose hands were too big and whose head was too big and whose chest rattled with asthma. Good enough for friendship, but not worth much else, right?

Right?

He hears Freddy come in, hears him talking to someone out in the precinct, and sticks his head out of his office door.]

Freddy, I need to see you.

[He doesn't want to make it professional. Freddy, not Newendyke, no matter how much he wants to try and exert authority.]

[orangetoughguy]

[Haha that guy who tried to rob a liquor store only to have a soda machine fall on top of him really was a riot. It's okay to laugh because the guy survived and they got him in custody haha. After laughing it up Freddy turns towards the boss's voice. Heh it's still kind of weird and cool knowing Captain America's your, well, Captain. He moseys on over to Steve's office.]

Sure, chief. What's up?

[It's less proper address for a superior commanding officer and more a relaxed term that coincidentally happens to fit with his rank.]

[punchedhitler]

Come in.

[He moves so Freddy can walk in the office, and closes the door behind him.]

We're friends. Right? So you...you would warn me if you knew something about Bucky that you thought would upset me?

[orangetoughguy]

[In he goes, not suspecting a thing.]

Yeah, we're friends. [Freddy says with a smile, BUT THEN.] What'd he do?

[Is there smoking allowed in here??]

[punchedhitler]

[He looks at Freddy for a long moment]

Do you know if he's cheating on me?

[orangetoughguy]

[He's looking at Steve and staring and staring and....that's not the honeyglows rising in his cheeks.]

He's cheating on you??

[Did somebody see them at the bar did somebody rat them out oh shit Newendyke you're so fucking stupid but how could Freddy have known a guy like Bucky Barnes would fake being someone else to exploit the weekend's visiting time.]

[punchedhitler]

[He turns on his phone and passes it over, the photo on the display.

THAT IS YOUR FACE ATTACHED TO BUCKY'S, ORANGE. Isn't it?]

[orangetoughguy]

..........

[Freddy looks at the picture on the phone for a really long time before giving the phone back to Steve.]

That picture wasn't supposed to go to you.

[punchedhitler]

[He's gone from looking concerned but serious to looking pissed.]

Excuse me?

[orangetoughguy]

[No Cap no don't look at him like that.]

That was for--Mr. White! He said his name was Jack!

[punchedhitler]

Wait.

Who is this?

[He's pointing at the picture, now.]

[orangetoughguy]

Some guy calling himself Jack who looks exactly like Bucky or Bucky calling himself Jack because I don't know??

[Some sharp detective work right there.]

[punchedhitler]

[He's heard of Jack. Bucky met him, once.]

This isn't Bucky.

[Aw, crap. The jealousy in his face is starting to leach away]

[orangetoughguy]

[WHEW. LOOK AT THE RELIEF.]

Great.

[punchedhitler]

I'm...sorry for the uncharitable thoughts I had.

[THEY WERE REALLY UNCHARITABLE.]

[orangetoughguy]

Uncharitable?

[He knows what the word means but now he's kind of curious because he's never seen Steve get that emotional about this sort of thing. HE'S SUCH A PRIVATE PERSON WHEN IT COMES TO THIS STUFF.]

[punchedhitler]

[He's blushing]

I'm not proud of it, Freddy.

[orangetoughguy]

I'm not....like that, you know.

[A homewrecker despite a penchant for the occasional threeway and orgy.]

[punchedhitler]

[He takes a moment, a breath. He still thinks Bucky will leave him, any day of the week. Why not with someone like Freddy? A cop, smart, lets him swear and smoke, doesn't care about his lip or attitude.]

I owe you an apology.

[orangetoughguy]

Yeah, me too. I mean I owe you an apology...it wasn't supposed to go to you...

[Wait a second, he waves his hands again.]

Not that I'd hide it from you if it was him you know I wouldn't do that no way.

[punchedhitler]

[A nod, because now he feels like crap]

I mean it. I should have known better.

If you ever need anything, all right?

[orangetoughguy]

Alright.....

[Weird. No he's not gonna leave yet!] Is everything alright with you and him...?

[punchedhitler]

I think...I owe him an apology, too.

[He takes a deep breath. He hasn't been mean but he knows he's been distant.]

[orangetoughguy]

Hey it's natural, feeling the way you did...it's one thing to hear about it it's another when you've got pictures.

[He shrugs once and those freckled hands go right into his pockets.]

Even around here, you just don't get a hundred percent used to that stuff, the same faces. That shit.

[punchedhitler]

I've never met anyone who has his face who wasn't...you know.

Bucky.

[Once he met future angry Bucky]