[The forehead nudge is oddly intimate and actually makes Bucky stiffen even as Lupin slides out. Feeling Weird about something being an intimate gesture when they'd just made love for what felt like both an eternity and not at all long enough -- yeah, it's weird. Something about it settles heavily in his chest.
It's not something he deserves -- this life, this weird but gorgeous and gangly thief guy in his arms about whom he feels...Something, no not fondness, but maybe fondness. And it's still not enough for his conscience. He forces himself to focus on the dip between Lupin's collarbones instead of his eyes for a second.]
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It's not something he deserves -- this life, this weird but gorgeous and gangly thief guy in his arms about whom he feels...Something, no not fondness, but maybe fondness. And it's still not enough for his conscience. He forces himself to focus on the dip between Lupin's collarbones instead of his eyes for a second.]
Or else what? I'll end up all tied up like you?