Thread: The Asset - Avengers (Moon Struck Fox & Defiant)

they're sweatpants. made out of cotton instead of... actually i'm not sure what Jeans are made out of. he admitted. some sort of tougher material, maybe it is cotton? i don't know. he shrugged. they're really comfortable at any rate so feel free to wear anything you want. i have a few jeans in there too for you and some shorts too. he explained, completely unaware of Bucky's thought process. how was Steve to know that Bucky was used to being naked? not that Steve was much better. when one lived in the slums, you shared bathing space with others. he had no shower in his own home, instead he had gone to the local bath house to wash up. during the army, there was no privacy at all. none whatsoever. you dressed, ate, slept and even masturbated in the company of other men always. Steve had never had much for modesty to be honest but he had enough to know that others where uncomfortable being naked around other people usually. you haven't... what!? he demanded, shocked. they had you on a liquid diet? he demanded, fidgeting unhappily. he had to, just HAD to get Bucky to a doctor now. who knew what kind of horrible, horrible injuries or diseases Bucky might have being so ill treated! who to call? Bruce would probably be the most trusted, but he was always going on about how he wasn't that kind of doctor. maybe Bruce could recommend someone though? he would have to figure out how to text the mean green scientist. or he'd text Tony, he knew how to text Tony and Tony always knew where Bruce was. he'd get Bruce down here to look Bucky over and if Bruce couldn't do anything then he'd get Bruce to recommend a doctor they could trust, maybe someone from the X-Men or from the Fantastic Four? they had to have doctors too right? Sorry, they're all i got. i'll ask Sam to bring over some of his stuff, you might fit in those a little better. he decided, not realizing that wasn't what Bucky was talking about, how could he? sometimes he wished he was like those psychic mutants. just read Bucky's, or Tony's, or even Natasha ad Sam's minds to know what they where really thinking. what they where really feeling. Oh! yeah. Steve was a bit startled by the sudden comment and smiled at Bucky. i was in the Rebirth Project. he explained. i was chosen by a German Jewish Scientist who had escaped the camps because of the way i thought. he didn't want another Red Skull or another Bully with that kind of Power. i was small, weak, and a sarcastic little shit but i was always defending other people so he picked me. he admitted. i was one twenty soaking wet when i went in, and two fifty bone dry on my way out. it was pretty odd getting used to it. he admitted. i still wake up sometimes, thinking i have to be careful of my scoliosis, or have to take it easy in case my asthma picks up. i still avoid spicy food in case the ulcers act up and... well, it's all habit i guess. habit that i do without thinking about because i've done it for so long that my body does it without thinking about it. he admitted. i was, and i'm quoting Howard Stark here, 'like an angry Chihuahua chewing at the hems of pants'... i nearly punched him for that. and then he remembered he was big and could actually hurt someone and didn't. Tomato. Steve admitted. a big pot of it. you can eat what you want. he promised, fidgeting before heading back to the kitchen, pausing long enough to make sure Bucky was following him. he quickly set out two bowls, ones with Iron Man faces inside of them, making Steve mutter about egotistical genius's with too much money and way, way too much time on their hands. muttering about 'where the hell did his blue pattern plates go?' he was distracted for about five minutes trying to find his normal plate-ware before giving up. Tony had clearly removed them from the kitchen, the asshole. he poured in a thick ladle full of soup for Bucky and for himself and settled down to watch Bucky eat. so, i'm not sure how well your going to take this, but i want to call a friend of mine for a doctor recommendation. he admitted. i want someone to come in and give you a full team, who knows what kind of horrible things might be going on in your body after what Hydra put you through. you could have Scurvy for all we know! Scurvy, malnutrition and other such things where fairly common during the great depression, the severe lack of food to go around meant that a lot of people suffered some pretty serious problems. because they couldn't see doctors, most of the time those problems turned into death. Let me call in a doctor. we'll have them join us here, or we'll go to Tony's Tower or something. i think you'd like Tony, he's not nearly as annoying as Howard was. he admitted. i don't like the idea of you getting sick when a simple doctor visit could prevent it. he admitted, staring at Bucky, unable to help himself. he was worried about his best friend. he didn't want Bucky to get sick because those fucking Hydra bastards hadn't had the sense to take care of their best soldier.