headcanon that young bucky would tell little steve that the fireworks on the fourth of july were just for him
Steve’s five and he’s a bony mess of freckles and a cheap haircut, tugged in a shirt twice his size, knees bumpy and shoes frumpy.
And there’s Bucky with his fantastic, crooked smile, two teeth missing in the front row, wearing his dingy trousers fastened below his ribs with his father’s belt.
Maybe it’s a sorrow sight, two kids running screaming from the top of their lungs, giddy with laughter, fooling around the slams which smell of piss and dirt.
maybe we all stopped using XD because we stopped being capable of that kind of happiness