It's all coming back to me now (Spot and Bucky)

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When the Hydra facility had been raided, the last thing anybody expected to find was a 16 year old kid on ice, and yet there he'd been. Steve had been the one to stop the Hydra scientist from shutting down the life support, but they hadn't got there in time to prevent the destruction of a good half the facility's records - including the ones about who the kid was or why he was there.

So what choice did they have but to wake him up and find out?

He was uncooperative at first, refused to give them any details other than the name 'Spot' and kept threatening to fight anybody that came close, though they managed to work out pretty easily that he was from Brooklyn and he'd been on the ice almost as long as Steve had. It's when he overhears a comment about Bucky that he seems to change his tune.

"Bucky Barnes?" he asks, and while he still seems wary, for the first time since he woke up he says something actually helpful "I'll talk to him. Tell him the name's Sean Conlon."

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"Nothing, but the movies aren't fancy anymore." Bucky explains, "Tee shirt, jeans sneakers, hoodie or sweater, jean jacket." He says tilting his head back and smiling at Spot over the arm of the couch.

"I think button-ups and undershirts are fine, but Clint told me I dress like a grandpa, but he also called Bucky a murder hippie." Steve snorts. "Find what works for you." Steve smiles

"Yep what works for you... but it's just a movie, so breath," Bucky says playing dumb.

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"I ain't wearing no hoodie on a-" he stops himself, floundering for just a second before continuing "evenin' out, even if the movies ain't like that anymore."

Only now he's second guessing himself and wondering if he should wear something different, even if Steve did seem kind of on his side (and he wasn't about to take fashion advice from Clint).

"I'm breathin' fine." he snaps.

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"Relax, it's not like it's a date," Bucky says and Steve chokes down a laugh, "Wear what you want but take a sweater shirt or one of your warmer jackets, supposed to start getting cold," Bucky says.

"Hmmm that sure is a lot of attitude Buck, weren't we talking about what time he needs to be home," Steve says but his voice is light and teasing.

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At that, Spot actually blushes. He tries his best to pretend he isn't, but he can feel the warmth creeping into his cheeks.

"I'll take a jacket." he mumbles, looking down at the floor - until Steve speaks and his head shoots up again.

"Aw come on pop, it's a Friday night!" he's clearly not doing well with all this teasing.

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Bucky looks at Steve who has that smile on his face when Spot calls him Pop, but it doesn't sway him much anymore,

"10:30ish?" He isn't talking to Spot though he's looking at Steve.

"Any later than 11 and consequences?" Steve adds.

"Sounds good." Bucky nods looking at Sean. "Got it?" He asks arching a brow.

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"Fine." Spot groans, slumping down further in his chair. It's not the worst curfew, and it still gave them some time to hang after the movie if they wanted, but he still doesn't understand why his parents have to choose right now to be the worst.

"....do you really think I should wear a different shirt?"

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Bucky sits up and turns to look at Sean, "Sean," Oh look your birth name, "wear what you'll be comfortable in, you're just going to go have fun, watch a movie eat some junk food." He says giving the kid an easy smile. "Spot, Peter is your friend, he's not gonna care what you're wearing." He gives Spot an easy smile, "Just go have fun." He says honestly.

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Maybe it's all the teasing, maybe it's the impact of hearing his actual name, but something snaps and he runs a hand nervously through damp hair.

"It ain't just... " he starts, trailing off for a second before he bites the bullet and just comes out with it "It's a date."

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"We figured," Bucky says with a smile, shaking his head. "You didn't hide it well." Steve is smiling but letting the two of them talk.

"Look be yourself, dress how you want, don't stress." He says shrugging. "You and Peter are friends, you've been hanging out a lot." he points out. "Just wear what makes you comfortable. Bet you a dollar Peter shows up in jeans and a hoodie." He says lips twitching. "But if you want to wear the blue button-up then wear it." He smiles, "But stop running around like a chicken with your head cut off, it's Peter."

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"...so you's just been messing with me all evenin'?" Spot asks flatly, unimpressed. Sure, if it were anybody else he'd probably have found it funny, and maybe later he would, but right now he's just annoyed.

"Yea... I guess..." Peter looks pretty cute in a hoodie, he wouldn't mind that so much, he just really wanted this evening to go well. Technically he hasn't been on a date in nearly 70 years, only he's not going to bring that up because it sounds dumb. Technically he's never been on a date, given that he and Race weren't really able to do that kind of thing.

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"Just a little bit, would you really want me to call you out on going on a date with Peter Parker? Who by the way tried to help arrest me." He says grinning at Spot. "I've forgiven him though." He laughs softly.

"Sean just be yourself." He says easily. "He's already your friend, does he know this is a date?" He asks.

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"Yea... he, uh, he asked me actually..." Spot admits. He'd been trying to make a move on Peter for weeks, but he'd been a little too subtle, used a few too many euphemisms that had long gone out of fashion. Between the dramatic defending of his honour and some creative googling, Peter had finally got the message - and then immediately been the one to make the first proper move.

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"The spider is growing up." Bucky smiles a little, "Just have fun tonight, he asked you out, which means you don't have to change or worry about anything." Bucky reaches out and ruffles Sean's damp hair. "It's a movie, and whatever food you two are gonna shove in your faces, first dates are always weird." He shrugs.

"Look just be safe, have fun." Bucky shrugs.

"and be home before 11." Steve tags on, smiling at Sean.

Bucky laughs at the blonde, "That too."

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"Okay, okay, I'll be home by eleven," Spot rolls his eyes, though the expression on his face is fond.

"...thanks." he adds, since the advice is actually pretty good.

"I'm gonna go check on my shirt." he decides, shoving himself to his feet

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Bucky picks back up his book and stretches out across the couch again. “We have a fucking real teenager.” Bucky says to Steve looking over the arm of the couch making his hair hang.

“Right... and we’re only technically 25...” Steve goes back to his drawing, “If we came back... when he was 15 we woulda been 37.” Bucky adds with a soft laugh, But it’s weird to think about Spot was only around 3 when he died and Steve went into the ice.

He wonders what happened to Molly why the kid put her through so much hell, but seems to have evened out for them. It doesn’t feel fair to Buck. He’d been scared to track her down a year ago. But maybe nows the time.

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Spot retrieves his now-dry shirt, already buttoning it up as he crosses back through the living room to go style his hair.

Eventually, he comes back down actually ready to go, and hesitates for a moment before saying.

"Look I know you said it would be fine, but... does this actually look okay?"

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Bucky looks at Sean and sits back up tilting his head a little. He gets to his feet, and comes over untucking The kid’s shirt and messing his hair a little. Then he looks at Steve, who gives a thumbs up.

“There.” He says, flopping back down on the sofa, “fun.” Bucky smiles, “don’t do anything stupid.”

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It feels weird to him but they've lived in the here and now longer than he has and, hey, they found each other so they must know something right? So he concedes to Bucky's changes and nods slightly.

"Okay, I'm meeting him there so I'll see you when I get back." because there was no way in hell he was letting Peter come here, especially now they knew this was a date. "Bye dad, pop."

He gives them a nod goodbye and turns to head out the house, trying not to look as nervous as he felt.

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Bucky smiles and Steve shakes his head looking happy and amused. He sets his sketch book aside, and goes over to Bucky and kisses him, putting his hands on Buck’s face, leaving streaks charcoal on the brunette’s face.

Bucky laughs,”this a come on Rogers...?”

“Yep.” Steve nods, “got a couple of hours.” he laughs.

A few hours later Bucky is sitting on the sofa with damp hair piled up on his head. Steve plating up a couple of slices of the pizza they ordered and flops down to watch some The Wolfman.

“You remember when we scrapped enough money to go and get hotdogs.” Bucky laughs.

“Was that our first date?” Steve snorts.

“Who the hell knows.” Bucky smirks.

“We gonna wait up?” Steve asks picking a pepperoni off the slice and eating it.

“He has to be back by 11, we aren’t that old.” Buck snorts.

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It's 10.45 when the sound of Spot's key in the lock is heard, the boy himself stepping through moments later. He closes the door behind him and leans on it, letting his head drop back against the wood with a slight thunk.

That... did not go as well as he hoped it would.

It hadn't gone terribly, not totally, but he was still feeling pretty delicate about it.

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Steve is pulling bedding out of the dryer and carrying it up stairs as Sean comes home, he glances at Bucky before going up to make their bed.

Buck takes a breath a kid home at 10:45 from a date when he was told 11 is the most unlike Sean thing he can think of, that doesn’t bode well... but he’s not going to say that out loud.

“How was the movie.” Buck asks instead.

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"Fine, I guess." Spot shoves himself away from the door and makes for the stairs.

The movie had actually been pretty great, a little bit mindblowing in that it was so much bigger and brighter and louder and just more than he'd ever expected, given that his experience of movies thus far was sneaking into the pictures with his friends in the 50s, back when they'd only just started regularly being in colour let alone any of the rest of the quality, budget and special effects they had these days.

It was just the rest of his evening that had put a dampener on the experience.

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Well, that answered that question, he pinches the bridge of his nose for a moment. He pushes up off the sofa after giving Sean a few minutes.

He heads up the stairs and drums on Spots door, before pushing it open. "You say fine, but your voice says different." He leans in the doorway, "You wanna talk about it, or do you want me to let you sulk in peace."

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Spot heads upstairs and throws himself onto his bed, not even bothering to kick his shoes off and just staring up at the ceiling trying to figure out how things had gone so wrong when they'd started out so promising.

"I'm not sulking," he scowls, and he contemplates telling Bucky to shove off and leave him alone, kind of wanting to sneak a cigarette out his window and wallow in self-pity for a bit. But not sulk, because he's not sulking.

But he doesn't, he doesn't say anything else, he just stares at the ceiling some more.

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Bucky nods and moves away from the door, "Alright if you want to talk about whatever happened, I'll be downstairs." He says starting to walk away. "Steve's heading out on an opp tomorrow, so it'll just be you and me for about a week." He says from the top of the stairs. "Maybe we can go to a Mets game." He suggests before heading downstairs.