Bucky Barnes (assignment) wrote in somerealityrpg, @ 2021-02-14 20:24:00 |
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Entry tags: | active: bucky barnes, active: wanda maximoff |
Who: Bucky Barnes & Wanda Maximoff
What: Talking
When: Mondayish
Where: The apartment
Warnings: Minimal; will update if necessary
All things considered, Bucky figured that the rebuilding process was going as well as it could have. There was still a lot to do, but most were pitching in where and how they could. He'd checked in at his own studio a couple of times, but so far hadn't made any additional updates after the first couple of days. Other areas needed the help more. He didn't stay in any one area but mostly helped where there was an obvious need or if someone asked for additional help. It kept him busy and kept his mind occupied and distracted from going places it probably shouldn't.
Nearly two weeks of operating on night hours, and Bucky had started readjusting to a normal, day schedule. It was only half working because he found himself wide awake early in the morning and unable to go to sleep. An hour of tossing and turning, and he finally decided to throw in the towel. Out of bed and dressed, he headed into the kitchen to start a pot of coffee. It wouldn't do any good with getting some sleep, but that was a lost cause at this point anyway.
Once the coffee maker was loaded up and flipped on, he leaned against the counter watching as the dark drips of liquid fell into the glass pot. Slowly at first but then faster until a steady stream flowed. He was just about to reach up for a mug from one of the cabinets when he felt someone behind him. The room was only illuminated by the street lights from outside, but he could still see her standing in the kitchen doorway.
"I didn't wake you, did I?"