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back a way.§
He hesitates, and then reaches over and taps the figure in the corner of the page. ※This version of me was known as the Director. He was#he was wrong. In his mind, he waspletely twisted. He was violent, power-hungry. No remorse. He killed so many people 每 he came after me when I was there.§
※Shit, Steve,§ Clint whistles between his teeth. ※A bad version of you? Having trouble imagining it.§
※I*m not,§ Steve says heavily. ※But it kinda helps to hear you say that.§
※What made him bad?"
※No idea,§ Steve says. ※And that*s probably the worst bit, not knowing. Like, is it something that could happen to me, and make me lose it? Could I turn out that way if something goes wrong?§
Clint just shakes his head. ※Nah, you*re good,§ he says simply, and Steve believes him, immediately feeling more relaxed. Being insecure in his sense of self has been a strange, foreign feeling; even when he was tiny he never doubted himself, only the body he*d been born with.
Reassured, Steve sits back and eats some more, watching Clint as Clint looks at the sketches of the other Steves, still eating one handed. His mouth kicks in a slight smile as he looks at the drawing of Stephanie, but he doesn*tment.
※So, which ones were married to Tony?§ Clint asks casually.
※The woman, Stephanie,§ Steve tells him. ※And Seven 每 top right.§
※And 每 hang on, has that you got a robotic arm?§ Clint asks, distracted. ※Oh my god, he looks like he*s got issues. Look at that scowl. It*s like eye murder.§
※We all had issues,§ Steve laughs. ※Some more so than others.§
※So, if you could swap with any of the other yous, which one would it be?§
Steve considers for a moment, thinking of the Steve*s from the war who never crashed and froze; of the ones who are happily married; the Steve*s who were part of the modern world, as soldiers or civilians; the ones who didn*t lose Bucky or Peggy; the ones who lost everything in one way or another.
And he thinks of his life as it is now.
He smiles softly, looking up at Clint. ※Don*t think I would,§ he says.
Clint grins at him. ※Even if your love-life is an absolute clusterfuck and you got stabbed by a robot?§
Steve laughs, dipping his head for a moment before looking back up. ※Even if my love-life is an absolute clusterfuck and I got stabbed by a robot.§
※Well, we fixed the stabbing,§ Clint muses. ※Maybe we can fix the wreck that is the Steve and Tony train.§
Way beyond denial 每 and knowing that there*s little point trying with Clint, who is proving himself to be astoundingly perceptive 每 Steve just nods easily and carries on eating.
※Whatever you say.§
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He hesitates, and then reaches over and taps the figure in the corner of the page. ※This version of me was known as the Director. He was#he was wrong. In his mind, he waspletely twisted. He was violent, power-hungry. No remorse. He killed so many people 每 he came after me when I was there.§
※Shit, Steve,§ Clint whistles between his teeth. ※A bad version of you? Having trouble imagining it.§
※I*m not,§ Steve says heavily. ※But it kinda helps to hear you say that.§
※What made him bad?"
※No idea,§ Steve says. ※And that*s probably the worst bit, not knowing. Like, is it something that could happen to me, and make me lose it? Could I turn out that way if something goes wrong?§
Clint just shakes his head. ※Nah, you*re good,§ he says simply, and Steve believes him, immediately feeling more relaxed. Being insecure in his sense of self has been a strange, foreign feeling; even when he was tiny he never doubted himself, only the body he*d been born with.
Reassured, Steve sits back and eats some more, watching Clint as Clint looks at the sketches of the other Steves, still eating one handed. His mouth kicks in a slight smile as he looks at the drawing of Stephanie, but he doesn*tment.
※So, which ones were married to Tony?§ Clint asks casually.
※The woman, Stephanie,§ Steve tells him. ※And Seven 每 top right.§
※And 每 hang on, has that you got a robotic arm?§ Clint asks, distracted. ※Oh my god, he looks like he*s got issues. Look at that scowl. It*s like eye murder.§
※We all had issues,§ Steve laughs. ※Some more so than others.§
※So, if you could swap with any of the other yous, which one would it be?§
Steve considers for a moment, thinking of the Steve*s from the war who never crashed and froze; of the ones who are happily married; the Steve*s who were part of the modern world, as soldiers or civilians; the ones who didn*t lose Bucky or Peggy; the ones who lost everything in one way or another.
And he thinks of his life as it is now.
He smiles softly, looking up at Clint. ※Don*t think I would,§ he says.
Clint grins at him. ※Even if your love-life is an absolute clusterfuck and you got stabbed by a robot?§
Steve laughs, dipping his head for a moment before looking back up. ※Even if my love-life is an absolute clusterfuck and I got stabbed by a robot.§
※Well, we fixed the stabbing,§ Clint muses. ※Maybe we can fix the wreck that is the Steve and Tony train.§
Way beyond denial 每 and knowing that there*s little point trying with Clint, who is proving himself to be astoundingly perceptive 每 Steve just nods easily and carries on eating.
※Whatever you say.§
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