[When Steve looks up at him, Bucky doesn't return the favor. Instead, he keeps his gaze down, but he doesn't need to see Steve's face to feel the thrum of his conviction. It reverberates over the link, echoing around in the empty space in Bucky's head rather than sinking in. Like rainwater on asphalt, the sentiment splashes everywhere but doesn't soak in.
Memories bubble over the link, full of warmth and contentment, and Bucky bites his lip. He doesn't want to take that away from Steve.
So he doesn't say anything at all, though he can't exactly hide the fact that he doesn't believe Steve.]
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Memories bubble over the link, full of warmth and contentment, and Bucky bites his lip. He doesn't want to take that away from Steve.
So he doesn't say anything at all, though he can't exactly hide the fact that he doesn't believe Steve.]