Bucky faces again and his mouth forms a thin line before he even starts talking again. His eyes lower, half-lidded and fixed on some spot in the middle of his friend's chest.
I'm just... ]
I know.
[ a pause, another breath, then quiet and firmly again: ]
I don't need you to be happy for me. I need you to understand that I'm just not willing to trade the family I've already got.
[ His eyes flick up again. Listen to me. ]
You're not the... guardian of my future happiness. You're not taking something from me. It's my decision to make.
[ So either you get that, or they're at an impasse. ]
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Bucky faces again and his mouth forms a thin line before he even starts talking again. His eyes lower, half-lidded and fixed on some spot in the middle of his friend's chest.
I'm just... ]
I know.
[ a pause, another breath, then quiet and firmly again: ]
I don't need you to be happy for me. I need you to understand that I'm just not willing to trade the family I've already got.
[ His eyes flick up again. Listen to me. ]
You're not the... guardian of my future happiness. You're not taking something from me. It's my decision to make.
[ So either you get that, or they're at an impasse. ]