A month later, things had settled into a new routine, of sorts. Steve had taken just one day off from delivering papers to attend the funeral, with Bucky and Marie at his side. He'd managed to slip away from them, probably only because they'd sensed he wanted to be alone for a while, and had walked back to his apartment. His alone, now. Bucky had brought up moving in with him, but Steve was resistant. He liked his apartment, and he could pay for it - just barely - so he didn't see the point in moving. And as much as he loved Bucky, they both knew they'd end up in a screaming match sooner rather than later; nothing too damaging to their friendship, but they were both too strong-willed and stubborn not to get into arguments occasionally. Steve was too independent, and while Bucky understood better than others just how much he was capable of, his best friend still tried to help out too much not to rankle.
Bucky still brought it up casually every now and then, usually when Marie was with them, which was a low-blow, because it was harder for Steve to speak his mind when she was around. Just because they were also soulmates, didn't completely negate the fact that she was a pretty girl, and he was notoriously bad around women.
But otherwise, the only real difference in routine from before was including Marie in things. Which was actually a lot easier than he probably would've expected, if he'd been waiting for his soulmate and wondering how they would fit their lives together after living alone. But it was second nature for Steve to include Bucky in things already, so thinking of Marie as well wasn't hard at all. They'd go down and loiter around the shop for a few minutes at the end of her shift, go out for coffee or pie afterward. On days off they'd hang around somebody's apartment.
Today was Sunday, which meant he got to sleep through the night instead of waking up at 4 to deliver papers; Bucky didn't have to work until the night shift, but he'd still be sleeping because of that. Marie had the day off, so Steve wandered over to her place, as content as he could be at the moment. Life was slowly settling into a new 'normal,' which was... good. Bittersweet, but overall, good.
He gave a few quick raps on Marie's door, waiting to be let in.
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Date: 2017-03-13 04:35 am (UTC)Bucky still brought it up casually every now and then, usually when Marie was with them, which was a low-blow, because it was harder for Steve to speak his mind when she was around. Just because they were also soulmates, didn't completely negate the fact that she was a pretty girl, and he was notoriously bad around women.
But otherwise, the only real difference in routine from before was including Marie in things. Which was actually a lot easier than he probably would've expected, if he'd been waiting for his soulmate and wondering how they would fit their lives together after living alone. But it was second nature for Steve to include Bucky in things already, so thinking of Marie as well wasn't hard at all. They'd go down and loiter around the shop for a few minutes at the end of her shift, go out for coffee or pie afterward. On days off they'd hang around somebody's apartment.
Today was Sunday, which meant he got to sleep through the night instead of waking up at 4 to deliver papers; Bucky didn't have to work until the night shift, but he'd still be sleeping because of that. Marie had the day off, so Steve wandered over to her place, as content as he could be at the moment. Life was slowly settling into a new 'normal,' which was... good. Bittersweet, but overall, good.
He gave a few quick raps on Marie's door, waiting to be let in.