She doesn't waste any time, because he's barely shrugged into a different shirt before she's pounding on his door. He sighs a little and makes his way to the door, tugging it open after she knocks again.
"Thanks. I think." He eyes her uncertainly. She seems almost gleeful about this trip. Which, yeah, he likes weapons shopping, too. He has safe houses in various places all over the world with weapon caches that would put HYDRA to shame. He hopes he never has to use any of them -- the safe houses or the weapons.
But he likes to be prepared.
"Right." He follows her down the hall and toward the elevator.
Bucky just does not know what's coming and Yelena is in no rush to tell him. She turns and starts walking, jangling her keys as she goes. When she gets into the car, she's already revving the engine before Bucky can even get in.
"Come on, move your ass, old man," she tells him, waving at him. "Let's go, we don't have all day. Target awaits!"
Bucky rolls his eyes at her words. He's pretty sure she's trying really hard to be obnoxious. "You're ridiculous," he mutters as he climbs into the passenger seat and moves the seat back a bit to give his knees and legs more room.
"I don't think the weapons are going to get up and walk away."
"No, it's not. It is like...a high scale Wal Mart."
Oh Bucky, you were going to love it. She looks over at him, grinning.
"There might be some weapons there. Maybe. Like baseballs bats and knives. But, if you are looking for guns? I think the closest you'll get is a water gun. Oooh, we should get a few!"
Bucky isn't responsible for the face he makes at the mention of Wal Mart.
"You want to get water guns?" he echoes, eyebrows rising. For the team, she assumes. He shrugs a little, because it might be fun to shoot each other with water guns. Not like it can cause any of them actual damage.
Bucky makes a quiet noise of protest at that. "What's wrong with black shirts?"
He had other colors, if you counted shades of grey and a few navy blue. He's pretty sure he still has a red one, too. He just...doesn't wear it often. He has a look to maintain, Yelena.
"I have a red shirt." He glances at her sideways. "I just don't wear it very often." He blinks a couple of times, though, at her comment about him wearing orange.
"I would?" All he can think is that it would make him look like a pumpkin. Or worse, a scary jack-o-lantern that people would take one look at and run away screaming, maybe.
That's news to her and now she's going to make it a point to try and see it. But, that's for later.
"Yes, you would. Colors would look good on you. I will be nice and not make you try on anything neon but purple? Green? Light blue? You would look very nice in all of those. Maybe I'll get you a crop top."
Bucky can't help the face he makes at that question. There are reasons he works to keep his body covered as much as possible most of the time. Shuri had worked a bit on some of the scarring around his shoulder, but after everything, there wasn't really a way to make it look much better. It wasn't a pretty sight by any means.
The rest he's...maybe a bit oblivious about. At least a little.
He used to be proud of his body, when he was younger. Before HYDRA had mangled him. He glances at her sideways, remaining silent and then pressing his lips together, shrugging. He was no Steve Rogers, that was for sure. Or Sam. Or John.
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I'm good with it!
Date: 2025-06-04 12:45 am (UTC)"I was changing my shirt," he responds wryly.
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Date: 2025-06-04 04:11 pm (UTC)Well she's just going to step back and eye said shirt before she nods her approval. Not that he needs it but he has it anyway.
"Perfect Target look. Come on, I am driving."
Hang on tight, Bucky.
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Date: 2025-06-05 01:26 am (UTC)But he likes to be prepared.
"Right." He follows her down the hall and toward the elevator.
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Date: 2025-06-05 04:16 pm (UTC)"Come on, move your ass, old man," she tells him, waving at him. "Let's go, we don't have all day. Target awaits!"
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Date: 2025-06-07 12:53 am (UTC)"I don't think the weapons are going to get up and walk away."
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Date: 2025-06-07 12:50 pm (UTC)Oh no Bucky, you are about to get a rude awakening. Yelena looks over at him, confusion on her face, before she laughs.
"Oh no," she says with a laugh. "Oh, I am about to break your heart."
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Date: 2025-06-07 11:56 pm (UTC)"It's not a weapons store then?" There's a hint of uncertainty in his voice.
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Date: 2025-06-08 01:50 pm (UTC)Oh Bucky, you were going to love it. She looks over at him, grinning.
"There might be some weapons there. Maybe. Like baseballs bats and knives. But, if you are looking for guns? I think the closest you'll get is a water gun. Oooh, we should get a few!"
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Date: 2025-06-09 06:11 pm (UTC)"You want to get water guns?" he echoes, eyebrows rising. For the team, she assumes. He shrugs a little, because it might be fun to shoot each other with water guns. Not like it can cause any of them actual damage.
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Date: 2025-06-10 04:23 pm (UTC)Yes, she wants to get water guns.
"It might be fun. Can you imagine the look on John's face if we hit him with water guns first thing in the morning?"
She can and she wants to make it a reality.
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Date: 2025-06-11 01:33 am (UTC)"Okay. Why not?" he echoes, hint of mischief creeping into his voice.
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Date: 2025-06-11 08:08 pm (UTC)Best trip ever! She grins over at him, pleased.
"You will be able to get a lot of cool things at Target. Including water guns. Maybe we get you some tee shirts that are not black."
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Date: 2025-06-13 03:36 pm (UTC)He had other colors, if you counted shades of grey and a few navy blue. He's pretty sure he still has a red one, too. He just...doesn't wear it often. He has a look to maintain, Yelena.
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Date: 2025-06-14 01:57 pm (UTC)But.
"But, do you not want to have some color in your wardrobe? Maybe some red or yellow or orange? You would look very nice in orange."
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Date: 2025-06-16 04:37 pm (UTC)"I would?" All he can think is that it would make him look like a pumpkin. Or worse, a scary jack-o-lantern that people would take one look at and run away screaming, maybe.
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Date: 2025-06-17 12:01 am (UTC)That's news to her and now she's going to make it a point to try and see it. But, that's for later.
"Yes, you would. Colors would look good on you. I will be nice and not make you try on anything neon but purple? Green? Light blue? You would look very nice in all of those. Maybe I'll get you a crop top."
She tries to slip that last bit in there.
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Date: 2025-06-17 12:42 am (UTC)A smile quirks his lips upwards and he ducks his head a little before looking out the window. At least until she mentions crop top.
At which point, he squints. "Highly doubt that anyone wants to see that much of me, Yelena." His voice is wry.
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Date: 2025-06-17 02:36 pm (UTC)There were many reasons not to wear a crop top but that was not one of them. She fixes him with a look.
"Do you not know how you look?"
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Date: 2025-06-22 01:40 am (UTC)The rest he's...maybe a bit oblivious about. At least a little.
He used to be proud of his body, when he was younger. Before HYDRA had mangled him. He glances at her sideways, remaining silent and then pressing his lips together, shrugging. He was no Steve Rogers, that was for sure. Or Sam. Or John.
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Date: 2025-06-22 05:16 pm (UTC)She thinks, for a moment, that he is joking but no. She can tell he's serious and she is both amazed but also a little understanding.
"Well, I am here to tell you that you are attractive. I can see that. Anyone with eyes can see that, Bucky."