[ she steals a glance (or several, let's be real) at bucky's person, giving him a once over. the last time she'd seen him was in passing, at nat's funeral. yelena couldn't really see his arm then, hidden by the suit, but she can't take her eyes off it now. so. cool, she thinks.
then he says that he's sorry and that he would've given her time— perhaps all it takes for yelena's walls to come down is a little bit of sympathy. her pokerface is gone; her brows come up for a second — she's taken aback. but the surprise settles in, and her features soften. she gives him a smile— a sad one, but a smile nevertheless. ]
But there is no room to be grieving in the middle of a war, I know.
[ everyone knows it. but it's different coming from bucky. maybe it's because she knows him on a more personal level and because he was actually natasha's friend. she is at ease here, even with the silence that hangs between them. it's comfortable, and she welcomes it.
and even if he's ten, twelve feet away from her — he still feels closer than the other candidates she wrestled into the mats and on their backs over the last couple of days. ]
You should've texted me sooner. I would have come running, you know. [ it's yelena's turn to be sheepish and she does it in the form of a grin. she rolls her neck and lifts her stick to tuck it under her arm, pointing it at his metal one. ] Will you be able to get a score on me with that thing? It looks pretty heavy.
no subject
then he says that he's sorry and that he would've given her time— perhaps all it takes for yelena's walls to come down is a little bit of sympathy. her pokerface is gone; her brows come up for a second — she's taken aback. but the surprise settles in, and her features soften. she gives him a smile— a sad one, but a smile nevertheless. ]
But there is no room to be grieving in the middle of a war, I know.
[ everyone knows it. but it's different coming from bucky. maybe it's because she knows him on a more personal level and because he was actually natasha's friend. she is at ease here, even with the silence that hangs between them. it's comfortable, and she welcomes it.
and even if he's ten, twelve feet away from her — he still feels closer than the other candidates she wrestled into the mats and on their backs over the last couple of days. ]
You should've texted me sooner. I would have come running, you know. [ it's yelena's turn to be sheepish and she does it in the form of a grin. she rolls her neck and lifts her stick to tuck it under her arm, pointing it at his metal one. ] Will you be able to get a score on me with that thing? It looks pretty heavy.