It started like this, with Bucky working as a longshoreman down at the docks, hauling mountains of crates of pineapples off of ships and down the port. The work came in fits and starts, with plenty of time spent simply waiting for boats to dock or for rough weather to pass, and he only got coin for the hours he was actually laboring.
Bucky would often come home exhausted, wiping sweat off his neck with a rag, and grinning at Steve with a dullness in his eyes that indicated that they’d be lucky to make rent that month.
‘Don’t worry, buddy,’ he said as he helped himself to a late dinner off the stove. 'We’ll make it work somehow.’
Old art post :3 * “ When playin’ games online, me n’ Iggy have a very interesting play style. Looks kinda mushy, but hey it works! >:3 Those online suckers don’t even know what hit em! “ … * ” Ahem.. Also.. his hair smells like pineapples *u* “