Made of Glass
Jan. 4th, 2015 12:11 amSteve knows his day is about to become even worse when there's the clang of heavy boots coming up the staircase of their shabby apartment house. He'd go hide, but they've only got one room and Bucky is not the type to give up easily.
Instead he settles for straightening his back, sitting up from where he was reclined on the ratty sofa they'd gotten off their old neighbors for free. His head is immediately spinning again and a sharp pain shoots through his heavily bandaged arm. The medication the nurse had insisted on seemed to numb everything, except the throbbing his broken bone was causing him.