#nbbuckybarnes

[theicecap-blog]

‘Stay.. please.’

Steve stops in the doorway, only barely hearing his friend's voice. He turns back to them and steps inside the room again, setting his thrown-together first aid kit on Bucky's bedside table.

"C'mon Bucky, you're not worried about that, are you? It's just a scratch, you'll be fine," he teased, even as he pulled up a chair to take his place at their bedside. He knew it was probably something else that was bothering them, but he wasn't going to press if they didn't want to talk about it.

[well-intentioned-disaster]

"Do you have any powers?"

"Powers? Ummmm, well, I uhh..." Clint stammered, a little thrown off by the question. "Umm, no. Not really no. I can jump pretty high though, if that means anything."

[nataliyaromanovas]

She gets back to the apartment early in the morning, just as the sun's starting to show itself over the edges of the New York skyline. She's tired down to her bones, but she figures if that's the worst she can say getting back home, she's doing pretty well.

Home, she thinks, and pauses in the doorway. Is that what this is?

She pushes the thought out of her mind and slips inside, quiet as a cat.