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(Don't) Shoot Your Shot v3
$ log - bucky barnes has a lot of feelings with no idea how to say them. you have a lot of anxiety and absolutely no idea what he means. also, alpine is immeasurably annoyed by his and yours flaky confessions. $ warn --sfw --fluff --avengers!gn!reader --soft!bucky --awkward!bucky $ wc -w 1.7k $ from dont-shoot-your-shot
Steve is gone before you finish turning around. You don't see him leave. One moment he's there and the next there is just an empty gym and the distant sound of someone who has decided this is not his problem anymore.
You turn back around. Bucky is standing next to the punching bag.
He'd been glaring — you'd clocked that much in your peripheral vision, the familiar weight of it, incident number thirty-something.
But the moment your eyes land on him something happens to his face that you don't have a category for yet. It goes through several things very quickly: the glare, then something that isn't the glare, then nothing.

