[[ --and assuming alva's smacked the crazy out of andyr idk ]]
[ another ass o'clock at space-night text, probably coming from the fish room. ]
how was the honeymoon? does mrs. barnes have a bun in the oven yet?
[ which, of course, is the andyr way of saying "are you still alive, are you coming back, do you hate me, are you never going to talk to me again, it's okay if you hate me bc i'm a shitty person, but also i'm sad and please love me, xoxo goresip girl"
[ ass o'clock, but bucky's still awake, lurking far enough away from people, keeping them safe from him. he looks at his text, realises it's from andyr. they hadn't ended their last conversation on a good note, but he's instinctively aware of what that text means even if it's coded so deeply that you need just about half a dozen decoder rings to read properly into it.
it translates, generally.
bucky's not mad at him, not really -- there's a whole host of complicated emotions that go into this, especially the fact that bucky's a hypocrite and generally the only person who's tried to kill him on purpose. so. ]
does he know you call him mrs. barnes
[ because that's objectively sort of funny. but more importantly, Bucky cuts right to the chase because he's 98 years old and he ain't getting any younger. ]
[ which, steve's stubborn as an ox, so it's completely possible. but andyr's never been shy about nicknames or teasing. if he's not told explicitly to stop, he won't, and even then, it's dependent on how much he respects the person in question.
but bucky, despite how quiet and reserved he is, catches on to more that most do, getting that this isn't just another moment of andyr being bored, or this would likely have been casual fish trivia. the 'are you all right' is on the nose, though the matter of if andyr's actually willing to discuss it is something else entirely. ]
fish room. i'm fine. you?
[ a moment or so later, bucky will be getting a picture sent to him of andy the octopus, happily sifting around at the bottom of his huge tank with his other aquatic buddies. ]
[ Steve's stubborn as an ox and Bucky has enough stories about that to fill about ten novels. He manages a small smile at that response, idly rubbing the tattoo on his finger. At least he isn't Mrs. Rogers, right?
He checks out the photo of Andy having fun with his other friends, quietly warmed that the little octopus he'd saved from being eaten is enjoying life in Andyr's tank. The other man's response is concerning -- he's not texting him just because he's bored, not tonight. Is he lonely? Sad? ]
andy adjusting ok?
[ he doesn't ask if he can come over, and he doesn't answer Andyr's question. He's not doing so well, but things could be worse, right? Maybe? He still has that other-him problem to deal with, and new depths of self-hatred he hadn't actually managed to plough until now. ]
[ andyr's a lot of fucked up things right now, and he couldn't even start to explain what they were, even if he wanted to do the talk it out in code sort of deal.
so he answers meaning only andy the octopus, and nothing more. ]
yeah, seems like it. didn't freak out with the temperature shift, and he found a pocket in the coral to chill out when he doesn't want the other fish around him. been eating fine.
[ there's a lot of reasons. more than he can say, maybe more than he wants to say, for how crazy he knows it sounds to anyone else. it's a question he can't answer right now. not like this, anyway. ]
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i'm not sorry, also pretend this is some handful of days after the whole crau buck thing
[ another ass o'clock at space-night text, probably coming from the fish room. ]
how was the honeymoon? does mrs. barnes have a bun in the oven yet?
[ which, of course, is the andyr way of saying "are you still alive, are you coming back, do you hate me, are you never going to talk to me again, it's okay if you hate me bc i'm a shitty person, but also i'm sad and please love me, xoxo goresip girl"
because that definitely translates ]
ashdkjhf this is so cute i love it
it translates, generally.
bucky's not mad at him, not really -- there's a whole host of complicated emotions that go into this, especially the fact that bucky's a hypocrite and generally the only person who's tried to kill him on purpose. so. ]
does he know you call him mrs. barnes
[ because that's objectively sort of funny. but more importantly, Bucky cuts right to the chase because he's 98 years old and he ain't getting any younger. ]
Where are you? Are you all right?
:>>>>
[ which, steve's stubborn as an ox, so it's completely possible. but andyr's never been shy about nicknames or teasing. if he's not told explicitly to stop, he won't, and even then, it's dependent on how much he respects the person in question.
but bucky, despite how quiet and reserved he is, catches on to more that most do, getting that this isn't just another moment of andyr being bored, or this would likely have been casual fish trivia. the 'are you all right' is on the nose, though the matter of if andyr's actually willing to discuss it is something else entirely. ]
fish room. i'm fine. you?
[ a moment or so later, bucky will be getting a picture sent to him of andy the octopus, happily sifting around at the bottom of his huge tank with his other aquatic buddies. ]
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He checks out the photo of Andy having fun with his other friends, quietly warmed that the little octopus he'd saved from being eaten is enjoying life in Andyr's tank. The other man's response is concerning -- he's not texting him just because he's bored, not tonight. Is he lonely? Sad? ]
andy adjusting ok?
[ he doesn't ask if he can come over, and he doesn't answer Andyr's question. He's not doing so well, but things could be worse, right? Maybe? He still has that other-him problem to deal with, and new depths of self-hatred he hadn't actually managed to plough until now. ]
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so he answers meaning only andy the octopus, and nothing more. ]
yeah, seems like it. didn't freak out with the temperature shift, and he found a pocket in the coral to chill out when he doesn't want the other fish around him. been eating fine.
he might also be a she. not sure how to tell yet.
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[ then, next text a few seconds later. ]
are you really fine?
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no
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don't worry about it