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[orangetoughguy]

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

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[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]

[orangetoughguy]

I seen a guy like Mr. White running around...a little shorter, with a mustache. Called himself Wolf or something. It happens.

[HE'S GONNA SMOKE STEEB.]

Does he talk a lot? I mean jokes or you know.... [How to explain staying in the closet to Steve Rogers.]

[punchedhitler]

He wants...it's not really a secret anymore. I mean people don't know, but he really wants...us to be open about it.

[Gosh this is hard.]

[orangetoughguy]

Buuuut....you're not ready for that?

[Puff puff. Boy can the kid relate.]

[punchedhitler]

Where I'm from, it's illegal.

[He huffs]

I know it's not anymore, but it's hard to stop thinking of it that way.

[orangetoughguy]

How come he doesn't think of it that way?

[Who infected Bucky Barnes with that modern sense of who gives a damn?]

[punchedhitler]

Amy.

[He rubs the back of his head]

Bucky's always been faster at getting things than me. Looking to the future.

[orangetoughguy]

Who's Amy?

[Gotta brush up on all these people in the City who have a presence on the network even though even Freddy thinks you just can't spend all your time on it (unless it's for porn).]

[punchedhitler]

She was his friend. His best one here, outside of me.

She's gone, though. She thought we didn't have to hide.

[Freddy the network isn't just trying to catch Eames masturbating, get a life]