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[heliophilic]

This is M. I'm most likely out punching someone. Don't worry, they deserve it.

Probably.

I'll call you back later.

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[heliophilic]

I'm pretty sure gay by definition is "a man's man."

Would you prefer I have a limp wrist, or a lisp, or any number of ridiculous, outdated stereotypes?

[sidecars]

[ Wow he walked right into that one! Bucky snaps his mouth shut and tries hard not to turn red. He fails. ]

No, I guess not. I mean, that's fine! I don't mind or nothing! I just... I wouldn't have ever pegged you as...

Do you... You tell people this? Don't you care?

[heliophilic]

I care enough that I do whatever it is that makes me happy. Everyone else can go to hell.

[sidecars]

Yeah, but... [ Bucky is frowning harder, disliking that kind of easy answer. That sort of thing just wouldn't fly back home. And those who would try it end up paying a heavy price. If Bucky were in their shoes, he doesn't think it would be worth it. ] It's easy for you to say that when you're unstoppable.

[heliophilic]

Look, I'm always going to pick a fight. That's who I am, even if I didn't have the fight computer in my brain. You're right when you said that it's easy for me to say, but not because I'm unstoppable. It's because I always know what's going to happen next. That, plus my love of a good fight means I'm not going to shy away from doing something that might raise some eyebrows.

But saying it's because I'm unstoppable? That's not true at all. Andrew was far stronger than me, in every way imaginable, and he had his issues too. Grew up surrounded by people who had the same kind of close-minded thoughts. It ate him up inside, pretending to be someone he wasn't. So I've seen firsthand what it does to people, even the "invincible."

[sidecars]

[ Bucky is bristling a little the more M speaks. He's making it sound personal and he's not sure why. Maybe it's his own paranoia, but Bucky isn't gay here! This isn't about him. Or it shouldn't be at any rate.

He doesn't need a pat on the back yes he does, always. ]

Maybe it does, but it's better to have a job and be free. All those guys that get arrested in raids... They all know it's gonna happen sooner or later. Why bother with that?

[ It doesn't seem like most aspects of life are about really being yourself. So why add to it with one more problem? It seems dumb to Bucky. ]

[heliophilic]

You skipped that part of the "welcome to the 21st century" handbook, eh soldier?

"Breathing while Gay"'s not a crime anymore.

[sidecars]

And I'm all for that. Good for the future.

[ His eyes narrow in a little, not exactly buying what M is selling here. ]

What does this have to do with me? [ What happened to talks of knives?!? ] I told you I'm not opposed to queers! Or gays, if that's what you wanna call it. I got nothing against gays. Just seems like one more pain in the ass, that's all...

[heliophilic]

Well, it can be a pain in the ass.

[Eyebrow waggle.]

And wow, full of yourself much? You were the one who freaked out about me being queer, and I just spent the last 5 minutes talking you off a ledge.

[sidecars]

[ Pain in the--? Oh God! ] Oh my God! Oh my God!

[ Bucky is scrubbing his face soooo hard ahhhhhh you and your horrible gay puns!! ]

I'm not full of myself! I just... It wasn't 'cause you like guys! It's... You just don't look...

[ You are a giant, rather intimidating man and the idea of you being tender with another guy is just.... HOW DOES THAT WORK?! ]

But you, you know... You're the one... on top right?

[heliophilic]

And here I thought we finally moved away from the stereotypes.

You going to give me every detail of your sex life?

[sidecars]

You're right, sorry! I just have so many questions!

[ Most of them very nosy and shameless. ]

Well, it's a pretty short book. I wanted to get rid of my virginity ASAP. I was drunk, she was drunk, there was heckling from some of the enlistees on base. [ Then he shrugs. ] Then a War happened and I got real friendly with my right hand. Sometimes my left when I was feeling particularly risque some nights...

[heliophilic]

[It takes every ounce of his (considerably small) tact not to burst out laughing when the kid actually starts handing in his sexual resume.

Instead, he deadpans:]

Wow, you're a real Don Juan, kid. What a lucky lady. And of course I'm referring to left.

[And seeing as there's no escaping this question:]

Sometimes I slam him against a wall, sometimes he slams me up against a table. Sometimes, we go crazy and try a bed for a change. It depends on how we're feeling that night.

[sidecars]

Yeah, lefty's pretty good.

[ It's followed up with a laugh! He isn't stupid, you know, Bucky's fully aware of how oh so magical his sex life sounds. Siigh sigh. ]

Really? [ He is far too invested in this. Morbidly so. ] You don't mind? Isn't that... I mean to let someone have the kinda power over you...

[ Lord it sounds awful! Then again everyone who tries to wrestle Bucky for top spot is also trying to kill him, so he's a little biased. ]

[heliophilic]

It's not power, kid. It's passion.

Believe me, there's a difference.

[sidecars]

Uh huh, guess I'll take your word on that...

[ He's never loved anyone "passionately" before, so it's hard to imagine there's something worth giving another person the upper hand over you. ]

[heliophilic]

Good.

Do us both a favor and give the internet a whirl on how "queer" really works. I'm not going to be your google for every little detail.