Chapter Nine- For you I'll risk it all

[thetrudger]

I’m not a woman anymore! [Despite his good attitude during the loss, he sounds extremely grateful for it to be over.] It’s nice to have something between my legs again.

[…]

I meant trousers instead of a skirt like I’d been wearing. You know, there was no fabric there because skirts are open and trousers have fabric there.

[Well, this was another stupid entry by Geoffrey Chaucer.]

Damn it. You know what I mean.

[Although, if he’s honest, he’s glad to have that back, too.]

Filtered to Bucky

[He’s not exactly sure what to say. He hesitates before speaking.]

I’m… me again. Just so you know. And I was just wondering… if I could have the pleasure of your company? Your loss is over, yes?

[ooc: Open over the journal!]

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[blue_sniper]

[He did, too.] ...Damn.

[And then, annoyed:] You know, you weren't supposed to look for me.

[thetrudger]

[Irritatedly:]

Well, I did. And I found you. So what now?

[blue_sniper]

...I don't know. [He really doesn't. He just looks kind of lost right now.]

[thetrudger]

Bucky, let me tell you something selfish.

I've never really had good friends in my life until Paradisa. I let my sister slip away from me. I let those three gents slip away from me by gambling. It sounds ridiculous, but I really felt something when I kissed you. I don't want to let you slip away, too. So... stop being an idiot.

[Real... romantic, Chaucer.]

[blue_sniper]

[Bucky freezes at that, kind of staring at him, like he doesn't believe him. Then he snorts.] You don't know what you're getting into.

[thetrudger]

[He looks over at him, rolling his eyes.]

Perhaps you're right. I should just give up on the first real person to like me in years. That is a completely logical move.

Bucky, this isn't marriage. I just want to spend time with you.

[He stands up and walks over to Bucky.] Please?

[blue_sniper]

[Bucky is nothing if not stubborn and stands his ground.] And I still think I'm not the right person.

[thetrudger]

[He shakes his head.]

You know what I think? I think you're full of shit right now. I. like. you. All right? And I thought you liked me as well, but maybe I was wrong, if you're pushing me away so violently.

[blue_sniper]

It's not that simple. It's never that simple. You know I used to be like you, before the war, before...everything happened to me. Now I'm bitter and cynical and you actually like me? I think you might be a bit crazy, because I'm not a good person. I do like you, a lot, but I'm not... [He looks away.] You deserve a lot better than me.

[thetrudger]

[With a frown, he grabs Bucky's face again and kisses him. Just a simple, passionate kiss. And then he pulls away.]

I want you, okay? I'll take the bitter and cynical parts because Bucky? I'm a terrible person. I curse and I drink away my troubles. I act like a fool so people will laugh with me instead of at me. I'm really good at fucking things up. And I've been thinking this whole time that I don't deserve you. So just... shut up and kiss me.

[blue_sniper]

[Bucky gives a little laugh at that, a little smile.] I'm the one who always says I'm a terrible person. You're not allowed to. [And he does kiss him again.]

[thetrudger]

[Geoff's about to make a retort when Bucky actually kisses him. This kiss seems to mean so much more than the others. It isn't experimental, hungry, angry, attention-grabbing. Just Bucky and Geoff. A little bit terrifying, but thrilling at the same time.

He reaches out and takes both of Bucky's hands in his own, letting the kiss linger and smolder on its own.]

[blue_sniper]

[Bucky pulls away gently, his face still close to Geoff's, his eyes half open. He gives a small smile, and this one is genuine.] Hi.

[thetrudger]

[He smiles back.]

Hi. So is this a date?

[blue_sniper]

[Bucky laughs.] No, not exactly. Needs more music and dancing.

[thetrudger]

Music and dancing? Like...?

[He lets go of one of Bucky's hands, but holds the other up and bows deeply.]

[blue_sniper]

[Bucky is really laughing at him now.] Okay, no, no. We don't dance like that anymore. At all.

[thetrudger]

[Geoff grins, dropping his hand.] How else would one dance?

[blue_sniper]

Wait a minute. Castle, can I get a radio? [And lo and behold, there is one there on the ground.] Hopefully this damn thing will tune...

[thetrudger]

[Chaucer watches him, staring at the radio like it's going to eat him.]

[blue_sniper]

[Bucky is still smirking at him as he walks over and squats down next to it, trying to catch a radio station. It's one of the older types, but it should still work, and hopefully, give him a 40's radio station.] It's not going to kill you, it's a radio.

And seriously, how is it harder to tune a radio in a magic castle?

[thetrudger]

[The first time he saw a radio, he put his ear too close to it and almost blew out an eardrum. He gives him another uncertain glance.]

If you say so.

[blue_sniper]

You only say that because you have no idea how to work it. [He gives him a look.] ...You got too close to it, didn't you? [He's still trying to tune this damn thing.]

[thetrudger]

Well... I wanted to figure out where the music was coming from and it was really loud.

[But then he smirks.] It looks to me like you don't know how to work it either.

[blue_sniper]

Shut up, Geoff. It all depends on the distance and where the tower is. I'm trying to do this from a different world, cut me some slack. [And as soon as he said that, he finally hits a station, and thank god, it's the station he's looking for. The first strains of this come through.] Got it!