“Buried” (Chapter Six)
The guys find out who is behind this whole mess, and get ahold of Bucky. They spend an entire day together hiking through the jungle and it’s just as snarky as you think it will be. Little bit longer chapter this time, pushing 3300 words. Let me know if you figure out what is the significance of Bucky/Steves code names/ numbers! Excited to hear what you guys think!
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Tony popped awake just as Steve was reaching out to shake him and there was an entirely too awkward moment where they just looked at each other with wide eyes.
Steve’s were just as blue as they had ever been, striking against his darker hair, and Tony thought for a moment that maybe he preferred it to the golden blonde of before. And the beard was a winner. He had always loved Steve’s smile and that clear skin but he wasn’t complaining about the beard. Not at all.
Plus the beard sort of went with how big Steve had gotten, all broad shoulders and ridiculous pecs, and thighs that made Tony want to–
Oh shit I’m staring.
Steve’s lips had curled in an amused smile as Tony was fairly obviously checking him out, and Tony finally broke the stare, looking down at Steve’s out reached hand and then standing by himself, brushing the dirt as best as he could off his pants. “You let me sleep longer than ten minutes.” He said dryly, happy to pretend that he had not been ready to start drooling over the soldier.
Steve rolled his eyes before he could help himself. “Brilliant, Tony. Very observant.”
Tony bristled a little but tried to swallow down his annoyance “Why, though? We needed to get to the river.”
“Because you needed it.” Steve said honestly. “You look tired. More tired than you should for being on vacation. I just wanted to make sure you were as rested as you could be before… before we attempt whatever it is we are attempting.”
“Yes will, I did run for my life from a helicopter yesterday. I think I’m allowed to look tired, thank you.”
“More tired than that.” Steve lifted his pack. “I mean you look like you’ve been tired for months. When was the last time you slept? I could pack things in the bags under your eyes.”
“There’s that Rogers charm.” Tony snorted. “Thanks for the compliments. Let’s just go.”
“Not gonna tell me why you’re tired?”
“I feel like it’s not your business.”
“That’s fair.” Steve took a deep breath and pointed south. “River should be no more than a few clicks that way. I ended up leaving my GPS when I grabbed my pack so I’m not entirely sure about an exact distance. Good thing is, it’s a giant river so we will definitely run right into it at some point, and can follow the current until we hit a village.”
“Lean on, fearless Captain.” Tony re-tied his boot and nodded. “Let’s find some water.”