"And you've got to get it perfect." As Bucky stepped forward everything about him seemed like home. There were some different versions of people around but they were all, well, different. It was easy to spot that Clint wasn't the Clint he knew and the Spideys weren't all from his world. But Bucky just felt a whole lot like home. "Longer than most."
The last time they'd seen each other flashed in front of him, reality getting a little blurry at the edges like it too was going to slip right through his fingers. But he breathed out slow as he took the remaining steps forward.
The embrace bordered on a little rough, like Steve forgot his arms were as strong as they were as he wrapped them around him. His hand settled on the back of his neck giving a hard squeeze as he let out another shaky breath.