[He's patient, because Bucky does realize that, at some level, this is difficult for Steve. Not the dancing, which is little more than just swaying with the beat of the music. But it's more in the giving up of some of the stiffness, some of the alertness that's always present in his friend. It's about just relaxing into things and the fact that Steve does, just a little bit? That's huge.]
You're doing just fine.
[Soft, because they're so close and because he doesn't want to jolt Steve into opening his eyes just yet, doesn't want to bring anything of the stiffness back into the space between them — a space that's small to begin with, a space that Bucky makes even a little smaller by pressing a little closer. His eyes rove over Steve's face, memorizing and re-memorizing every little detail even though he knows he's looked at Steve a million times by now. But he doesn't think he'll ever get tired of the long lashes, the high cheekbones, the strong line of his jaw, the fullness of his lips. And it's be easy, if this was back then: lead his partner into a dip, laughing and smiling to pull them back up and into a kiss. He'd done it time and time again.
But this is Steve, and he deserves something more.]
I already know what you're gonna say— [which clearly isn't stopping him from voicing the quiet question] —but do you trust me?
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You're doing just fine.
[Soft, because they're so close and because he doesn't want to jolt Steve into opening his eyes just yet, doesn't want to bring anything of the stiffness back into the space between them — a space that's small to begin with, a space that Bucky makes even a little smaller by pressing a little closer. His eyes rove over Steve's face, memorizing and re-memorizing every little detail even though he knows he's looked at Steve a million times by now. But he doesn't think he'll ever get tired of the long lashes, the high cheekbones, the strong line of his jaw, the fullness of his lips. And it's be easy, if this was back then: lead his partner into a dip, laughing and smiling to pull them back up and into a kiss. He'd done it time and time again.
But this is Steve, and he deserves something more.]
I already know what you're gonna say— [which clearly isn't stopping him from voicing the quiet question] —but do you trust me?