[ yelena raises an eyebrow, impressed that anywhere in america would stay open that long. she's been there long enough to know that the free market is brutal. ] I'm surprised anything could stay open that long. [ she mumbles more to herself than bucky. she looks at him with a devious little smile though: ] It was so fucking long ago. [ she adds, knowing damn well that she's calling him old in the process. ]
Spicy mustard? [ she asks, looking down at the newly presented hotdogs. yelena tries not to make a face and fails. they don't look entirely disgusting but the sauerkraut is the most unappetizing thing she's seen in awhile. they still smell good and she's reluctant to let him know otherwise and keeps her expression a static unimpressed disgusted. ]
This is a very weird combination, I hope you know. [ she says as she reaches for a hotdog, still skeptical but thrown by the delicious smell. any hesitance she has is mostly rooted in not wanting to be wrong about sauerkraut. ]
( he's surprised too, really, but he can't find it in him to complain. the smell was practically the same as it used to be, some other new desserts in the mix, but ultimately, it felt like home. walking out the front door had been like slamming back down to earth, mentally.
her defiance brings an amused smile to his lips and he shrugs as she tries to act like she isn't hungry enough to try it anyway now. god, she's precious. )
Yeah, I know, but, if you think about it, the recipe is just as old as those bakeries, so. ( he shrugs. ) Might be weird, but must be delicious to stick around so long.
Or maybe everyone is just pretending. [ she counters with a shrug. for someone so small, yelena can eat a lot more than it might seem. although she knows for a fact that 90% of the food before them will fall into the endless void that seems to be bucky's stomach.
she very carefully grabs one of the hotdogs and grimaces at it. yelena wants to whine about how weird it looks but she holds it back. instead she takes a deep breath and attempts to take a bite only to pull away at the last second. she shakes her head, annoyed at herself and then very quickly takes a bite.
there's a moment between when she takes the bite and when the flavours can register. they're still warm which is pleasant and... she's annoyed to find that she doesn't actually hate it. shit. yelena tries and fails to look disgusted as she chews. ] ...Gross. [ she says after swallowing the first bite, trying not to smile. ]
( he knows she'll likely argue the point just to be contrarian. it's a normal part of their banter and always more playful than it is malicious, though he knows better than to push too hard if she ever seems genuinely disgusted.
her training is just as impressive as his own, so her ability to keep from slipping is just as honed. but one advantage bucky has over everyone else is also knowing the subtle parts of yelena that are now truly her and not the assassin they built.
this time, it's the tone of her voice, the faintest twitch at the corner of her mouth. )
Gross, huh? ( bucky agrees plainly, reaching for the other dog in the box and taking a bite for himself. )
Yeah. Definitely disgusting. ( covers his mouth as he speaks between chews, the laughter clear in his words and eyes. )
[ she's not trying exceptionally hard to hide now, she can see him clock her lie. the hotdog, in all it's sauerkraut-nesss, is actually kind of good. enough that she could see herself finishing it. she contemplates lying but there's actually something sweet in the idea of enjoying something he likes. ]
How do you eat these? [ she asks just before taking another bite. she makes a show of rolling her eyes as she finishes chewing her second bite. ] Fine, you were right. It's not bad, are you happy to prove me wrong?
( bucky watches her, always entertained even by the way she eats. she can't even help being unable to hide the way she enjoys it, and it's goddamn cute. )
Not really, no, ( he chuckles. ) Honestly, I'm more glad you like it at all since that means we can share something else like we always do.
( he gives her a pointed grin before taking another bite. )
no worries! i get it, life just be happening to us at all times
[ she takes another bite of the hotdog, already seriously considering another but she remembers the tacos when she finally looks away from bucky.
yelena's head drops back, rolling her eyes theatrically. what he says is so sickeningly adorable it makes her stomach flutter. when she looks back at him she's smiling again, something soft around the edges. ] Do you always have to be so goddamn sweet?
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[ yelena raises an eyebrow, impressed that anywhere in america would stay open that long. she's been there long enough to know that the free market is brutal. ] I'm surprised anything could stay open that long. [ she mumbles more to herself than bucky. she looks at him with a devious little smile though: ] It was so fucking long ago. [ she adds, knowing damn well that she's calling him old in the process. ]
Spicy mustard? [ she asks, looking down at the newly presented hotdogs. yelena tries not to make a face and fails. they don't look entirely disgusting but the sauerkraut is the most unappetizing thing she's seen in awhile. they still smell good and she's reluctant to let him know otherwise and keeps her expression a static unimpressed disgusted. ]
This is a very weird combination, I hope you know. [ she says as she reaches for a hotdog, still skeptical but thrown by the delicious smell. any hesitance she has is mostly rooted in not wanting to be wrong about sauerkraut. ]
chef kiss love these two
her defiance brings an amused smile to his lips and he shrugs as she tries to act like she isn't hungry enough to try it anyway now. god, she's precious. )
Yeah, I know, but, if you think about it, the recipe is just as old as those bakeries, so. ( he shrugs. ) Might be weird, but must be delicious to stick around so long.
truly we are fed
she very carefully grabs one of the hotdogs and grimaces at it. yelena wants to whine about how weird it looks but she holds it back. instead she takes a deep breath and attempts to take a bite only to pull away at the last second. she shakes her head, annoyed at herself and then very quickly takes a bite.
there's a moment between when she takes the bite and when the flavours can register. they're still warm which is pleasant and... she's annoyed to find that she doesn't actually hate it. shit. yelena tries and fails to look disgusted as she chews. ] ...Gross. [ she says after swallowing the first bite, trying not to smile. ]
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her training is just as impressive as his own, so her ability to keep from slipping is just as honed. but one advantage bucky has over everyone else is also knowing the subtle parts of yelena that are now truly her and not the assassin they built.
this time, it's the tone of her voice, the faintest twitch at the corner of her mouth. )
Gross, huh? ( bucky agrees plainly, reaching for the other dog in the box and taking a bite for himself. )
Yeah. Definitely disgusting. ( covers his mouth as he speaks between chews, the laughter clear in his words and eyes. )
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How do you eat these? [ she asks just before taking another bite. she makes a show of rolling her eyes as she finishes chewing her second bite. ] Fine, you were right. It's not bad, are you happy to prove me wrong?
sorry for delay! been preoccupied offline
Not really, no, ( he chuckles. ) Honestly, I'm more glad you like it at all since that means we can share something else like we always do.
( he gives her a pointed grin before taking another bite. )
no worries! i get it, life just be happening to us at all times
yelena's head drops back, rolling her eyes theatrically. what he says is so sickeningly adorable it makes her stomach flutter. when she looks back at him she's smiling again, something soft around the edges. ] Do you always have to be so goddamn sweet?