He had to admit that when he volunteered for Project Rebirth that no one warned him (neither did he think of it himself) that there would be a near constant demand for his presence, not just for his fighting prowess in battle. Steve had gotten used to it eventually, and was able to carve out some private time for himself but it was part and parcel of Captain America that he may be called back any time. He'd made his piece with it some time ago. "There are some art galleries and museums I'm hoping to see. But quiet sounds lovely." And it was a reminder he hasn't touched his sketch books in a while. He didn't even bring them with him this trip.
The sound of Bucky growling made heat coil up inside him. They'd never really competed seriously against each other (not even their spars inside the Tower's training rooms counted, and their play wrestling definitely didn't) and Steve has never considered any need for it. "Yes please. I'll take a look around in the meantime...this is a quiet area and maybe we can race here." He parked the car in the motel's parking lot neatly.
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Date: 2015-07-07 03:45 pm (UTC)The sound of Bucky growling made heat coil up inside him. They'd never really competed seriously against each other (not even their spars inside the Tower's training rooms counted, and their play wrestling definitely didn't) and Steve has never considered any need for it. "Yes please. I'll take a look around in the meantime...this is a quiet area and maybe we can race here." He parked the car in the motel's parking lot neatly.