[It's been a while since the last time they spoke, when Ivar had crept in to tell him in broken hearted words about becoming a single parent. He has to wonder if the teenager has thought any more about what Bucky told him about revenge and war, but if he hasn't-- well, somehow it doesn't matter for now.
He finds that he's concerned, keeps thinking about how Ivar might be coping on his own, and so he eventually slips into town and skulks around until he spots the familiar chair in the distance, falling into step beside him as if this is nothing unusual.]
Hey.
[He looks so awkward, he's not used to being the one who initiates the contact.]
late september; action;
He finds that he's concerned, keeps thinking about how Ivar might be coping on his own, and so he eventually slips into town and skulks around until he spots the familiar chair in the distance, falling into step beside him as if this is nothing unusual.]
Hey.
[He looks so awkward, he's not used to being the one who initiates the contact.]