Right Now I Want To See

“Some things don't change, do they Buck?” Steve asks with a smile, his arm still around Bucky’s waist. Bucky leans into him and smiles, genuinely, which is so rare this time around. Back in the 40s, he never had to hide that smile, he never had to revert to a shell of James Buchanan Barnes.He’s slowly coming back to terms with who he is. Who he was.They’re sitting across from each other, and Bucky looks at the details of Steve’s face. He remembers his eyes, he’d never forget them, and he looks at his hands, his lips, his cheeks.“I think the last time you had a beard...” He starts, trying to catch up to a fading memory; on the forefront of his brain seconds ago.Steve looks at him, knowing that Bucky is trying to remember. Trying to hold onto old memories, which is good. It’s great. It’s remembering the good times, instead of the missions he lived as the Winter Soldier.-Tumblr Prompt: "Bruh, fuck me up with some post civil war stucky. Like getting ice cream or something. Yass"