[ if jack were actually a teenage girl, maybe that would have worked for him. sadly, he's a grown ass man, and he's seen people leave his life far too often not to realize placation when he hears it.
these people that came to mean the world to him and more, that changed twisted and ugly parts of him, that found little slots between his ribs and squirmed inside his chest to make a home near his heart - they're gone. bucky's still here, and while that means the world to him, and maybe jack surprised it isn't bucky alone that matters (that some others slipped into that loved category, despite jack thinking he hadn't allowed it for more than one or two), they were there all the same.
and now, they aren't.
jack's muscles tense, and he leans into the solid wall of bucky next to him, arms moving to wrap around his waist and squeeze tight at him. everything in him wants to cry in frustration, like a petulant child proclaiming but it's not fair. keep your shit together, jack.
stead, he nuzzles in against the side of buvky's neck, tilting his head to watch as the airlock gradually shuts, sealing out the endless space outside.
just... give him a second to very quietly and very stiffly mourn. and don't you fucking date leave him too, bucky, or so help him. ]
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these people that came to mean the world to him and more, that changed twisted and ugly parts of him, that found little slots between his ribs and squirmed inside his chest to make a home near his heart - they're gone. bucky's still here, and while that means the world to him, and maybe jack surprised it isn't bucky alone that matters (that some others slipped into that loved category, despite jack thinking he hadn't allowed it for more than one or two), they were there all the same.
and now, they aren't.
jack's muscles tense, and he leans into the solid wall of bucky next to him, arms moving to wrap around his waist and squeeze tight at him. everything in him wants to cry in frustration, like a petulant child proclaiming but it's not fair. keep your shit together, jack.
stead, he nuzzles in against the side of buvky's neck, tilting his head to watch as the airlock gradually shuts, sealing out the endless space outside.
just... give him a second to very quietly and very stiffly mourn. and don't you fucking date leave him too, bucky, or so help him. ]