[ bucky is not someone that talks a lot. she's figured out a long time ago that he only really chimes in if he cares enough to say anything at all. so a pep talk from bucky barnes himself? definitely not full of shit, and it makes her feel a little less like she didn't fail at her job. maybe it's because he thought her worthy enough to grace her with the quips and little taunts that he keeps hidden and locked away behind that detached, indifferent mask of his.
yelena is just glad that he can let go around her and treat her like a normal person — except that goes both ways, doesn't it? since their reacquaintance, she has seen him as more than just the winter soldier. he is a man that's trying to to make up for sins that he was forced to commit, and there are still traces of brokenness in that man she's not sure anyone can fix. (maybe she's projecting; maybe she sees a little too much of herself in him, but.) still, she finds herself gravitating towards him even when she doesn't have the time or room in her heart to. ]
Oh? Do you know if she's pretty? [ she's joking. kind of. ] Ah. Don't sell yourself short. You're plenty of fun, James — О, черт — when you're not putting me back together. I cannot believe you are making me go through this sober, by the way.
[ if she's still cracking jokes, she's not in that bad of a state. it helps immensely that bucky is poking fun at her too, since it helps take the edge off of this whole ordeal of him seaming her gash shut. no longer stiff as she was moments ago (despite the blood that's soaking into the waistband of her pants, and she thinks, poor james, because his own hands must be dripping red), her grip around his shirt loosens. she doesn't let go just yet, though. ]
Didn't you know? You are my celebratory girls' night out. [ she's beaming at him now, even as another hiss escapes her. ] Getting patched up by James Barnes is definitely more exciting than bar-hopping. I mean, just look at this stitching job. It is impeccable. Could be a surgeon.
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yelena is just glad that he can let go around her and treat her like a normal person — except that goes both ways, doesn't it? since their reacquaintance, she has seen him as more than just the winter soldier. he is a man that's trying to to make up for sins that he was forced to commit, and there are still traces of brokenness in that man she's not sure anyone can fix. (maybe she's projecting; maybe she sees a little too much of herself in him, but.) still, she finds herself gravitating towards him even when she doesn't have the time or room in her heart to. ]
Oh? Do you know if she's pretty? [ she's joking. kind of. ] Ah. Don't sell yourself short. You're plenty of fun, James — О, черт — when you're not putting me back together. I cannot believe you are making me go through this sober, by the way.
[ if she's still cracking jokes, she's not in that bad of a state. it helps immensely that bucky is poking fun at her too, since it helps take the edge off of this whole ordeal of him seaming her gash shut. no longer stiff as she was moments ago (despite the blood that's soaking into the waistband of her pants, and she thinks, poor james, because his own hands must be dripping red), her grip around his shirt loosens. she doesn't let go just yet, though. ]
Didn't you know? You are my celebratory girls' night out. [ she's beaming at him now, even as another hiss escapes her. ] Getting patched up by James Barnes is definitely more exciting than bar-hopping. I mean, just look at this stitching job. It is impeccable. Could be a surgeon.