@srgtjbrns || Unhealthy Relationship SC
“Bucky… Bucky, can you hear me?” Steve whispered.
His heartrate was up slightly despite his best attempts to calm himself down. It was still dim in the room, most of the staff having gone to bed not long ago. While the timing wasn’t perfect- Steve would have preferred to do this in the middle of the night, with fewer possible witnesses- it was the closest he could get. Bucky had been taken out of the cryo tank hours ago for a slow and easy thaw, and his anesthesia was due to wear off any minute now. Steve had volunteered for vigil duty for that exact reason- now was their chance to make a break for it.
Steve could see Bucky’s eyes moving under the lids and could hear the slight up-tick in his breathing. His heart beat a little faster, this time in anticipation of seeing his best friend again (for real, not through frozen glass) after so long. The wait had felt like it had been killing him at times. But now they could pick each other up and run, stay far away from anyone that might want to use them, control them, lock them up. Steve had to keep Bucky safe, and he would do his damnedest to keep that promise. Everything was ready- fake IDs, transport, go-bags. All he needed was Bucky.
“C’mon, pal, wake up. We gotta go.”
