at this close range, there's no hiding the brief flood of hope, want, devotion that rushes through loki's features. even the impulse to shift for a soft, glancing kiss, one hand fluttering up to rest against the man's cheek, doesn't come quickly enough to mask the naked affection.
and that's a good thing, here, with bucky.]
We will. Bit by bit. Piece by piece.
[it isn't an "I love you," but it's circling closer. it will come, somewhere along the arc they've set themselves on.]
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at this close range, there's no hiding the brief flood of hope, want, devotion that rushes through loki's features. even the impulse to shift for a soft, glancing kiss, one hand fluttering up to rest against the man's cheek, doesn't come quickly enough to mask the naked affection.
and that's a good thing, here, with bucky.]
We will. Bit by bit. Piece by piece.
[it isn't an "I love you," but it's circling closer. it will come, somewhere along the arc they've set themselves on.]