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protivvyterBucky doesn't really know the people that have suddenly appeared in the Wakandan palace. He knows Sam, but that doesn't count, and he still feels guilty for the shiner the guy's sporting.
So, when he steps into the small kitchen that had been given over for their use, he stops, holding his coffee mug and watching the young woman move around the kitchen like she knows what she's doing. (Bucky decidedly does not know his way around the kitchen.) She's cute, in a young sort of way but she'd saved his ass more than once, back at the airport, and there's power in her.
Steve taught Bucky not to underestimate anyone. If Steve could go from who he was to... Captain America, then well, anyone could be anything.
He clears his throat, knowing he made no sound walking in. Walk softly and carry a dorky coffee mug that says "Oh for fox sake" with a picture of a cartoon fox on it. Bucky got the joke, Steve. He has a potty mouth. Always has.
"Hi." That's what people do in these awkward situations, right? It's not like he can beg her forgiveness for getting her locked in prison, in some sort of straight jacket type thing. Or maybe he should? He hasn't been nearly caffeinated enough to deal with questions of propriety. He puts his mug down on the counter. He'd come here, because there was always coffee available in the form of a Keurig. (Knowing the King of Wakanda, and not having killed his father, had its perks.)
"I don't think Steve introduced us?" He sticks out his hand. "Bucky Barnes." Better to start off there, than to worry about how it's 'right' or 'wrong'. He knows he looks a bit rough. He's still not sleeping most nights, and while coffee doesn't affect him, he likes to pretend it does.
So, when he steps into the small kitchen that had been given over for their use, he stops, holding his coffee mug and watching the young woman move around the kitchen like she knows what she's doing. (Bucky decidedly does not know his way around the kitchen.) She's cute, in a young sort of way but she'd saved his ass more than once, back at the airport, and there's power in her.
Steve taught Bucky not to underestimate anyone. If Steve could go from who he was to... Captain America, then well, anyone could be anything.
He clears his throat, knowing he made no sound walking in. Walk softly and carry a dorky coffee mug that says "Oh for fox sake" with a picture of a cartoon fox on it. Bucky got the joke, Steve. He has a potty mouth. Always has.
"Hi." That's what people do in these awkward situations, right? It's not like he can beg her forgiveness for getting her locked in prison, in some sort of straight jacket type thing. Or maybe he should? He hasn't been nearly caffeinated enough to deal with questions of propriety. He puts his mug down on the counter. He'd come here, because there was always coffee available in the form of a Keurig. (Knowing the King of Wakanda, and not having killed his father, had its perks.)
"I don't think Steve introduced us?" He sticks out his hand. "Bucky Barnes." Better to start off there, than to worry about how it's 'right' or 'wrong'. He knows he looks a bit rough. He's still not sleeping most nights, and while coffee doesn't affect him, he likes to pretend it does.
