He can imagine most people think Zemo just opening his mouth is dangerous. Bucky doesn't mind listening to Zemo ramble - he actually quite likes his accent and finds the cadence of his voice soothing - but sometimes he has a feeling Zemo uses it to divert and distract rather than actually speak his mind.
"You don't have to tell me anything you don't want to. But, if you want to. I'm here. That's all." Heaven forbid Zemo try to use that as an excuse to get Bucky to talk more.
One thing that Bucky is definitely much more open to is public displays of affection and that much becomes obvious when he slides his metal arm around behind the small of Zemo's back, holding his new body with strange and interesting curves up against his hard edges, raised thumb rubbing across a couple inches of Zemo's lower back as vibranium fingers curl into bunched up fabric. It doesn't seem to bother him much, tipping his head to the left and leaning down a little more than usual, breathing Zemo in and being a little more mindful not to bite.
"Mmmh..." Man, that cologne. It's enough to make a distracted man forget to keep walking.
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"You don't have to tell me anything you don't want to. But, if you want to. I'm here. That's all." Heaven forbid Zemo try to use that as an excuse to get Bucky to talk more.
One thing that Bucky is definitely much more open to is public displays of affection and that much becomes obvious when he slides his metal arm around behind the small of Zemo's back, holding his new body with strange and interesting curves up against his hard edges, raised thumb rubbing across a couple inches of Zemo's lower back as vibranium fingers curl into bunched up fabric. It doesn't seem to bother him much, tipping his head to the left and leaning down a little more than usual, breathing Zemo in and being a little more mindful not to bite.
"Mmmh..." Man, that cologne. It's enough to make a distracted man forget to keep walking.