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When the door opens, Steve is already talking.

"--since about a month before Dr. Erskine recruited me. And it's not like any of the locals at home, so brace yourself. But I really love it and I think you'll love it too."

He stops a few steps inside the Bar, laughs and says, "And, uh, here we are. Bucky, this is Milliways."

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[tiny tag: James Buchanan "Bucky" Barnes"]

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"Yeah. Kind of immortal."

Steve hesitates again.

Then the plunge, "His name is Orpheus."

He bites his lip.

Bucky chokes on his beer.

"Bucky? Can you breathe, buddy?"

Hell. He was afraid of that kind of reaction.

He coughs, setting the glass aside and waving a hand at Steve to show he's fine.

Once he gets his throat clear and his air back, he stares at his friend.

"You're seeing a three-thousand-year-old immortal guy?"

"Yeah," Steve says, not defensively or dismissively.

"You know I've never really been comfortable with girls. I kind of figure...maybe guys are my thing. I'm having a good time with him."

"I figured you'd not been meeting girls who could appreciate you," Bucky argues. "You're doing fine with the ones I've seen you talking to here!"

He scrubs both hands over his face.

"Okay. Okay. Jesus, Steve. Give me a second here."

"You're having a good time?"

He lets his hands drop and looks up.

"They're a lot easier to talk to than the girls at home," Steve admits.

"Yeah. I am. He's great company. You wouldn't think somebody from so long ago--and who lives in the future, now--would be so easy to be with, but--" He shrugs. "We play around like kids sometimes, and we talk about things, and he's even asked me to sing to him.

"Look, you know me. You know the trouble this could get me into. But I want you to meet him, Bucky. He's really important to me."

Did Erskine's serum do this to him, too?

"... guess we've got yet another reason to bring down the Nazis, then," he says, after a few seconds of thoughtful silence.

Bucky shakes his head, then gives his friend a tired smile.

"Okay. If he's that important to you, then you better believe I want to meet him."

It's going to take him a while to get his head around this, but one thing's unchanged: Steve is Steve, and Steve is his best friend.

"You said he was some kind of immortal? I hope you're not gonna tell me I have to call him a god, or something."

"His grandfather is Zeus," Steve says, smiling a bit more. "His mother is one of the muses. The one of music. Calliope? I can't remember at the moment.

"So that makes him a demigod. I'm still stronger than he is, though."

"... of course you are. Jesus," he says again, a little weakly. "What the hell, Steve. What the hell."

Steve spreads his hands. "I think the usual term is 'fucking Milliways.'"

He's beaming, though.

"It's a good one," Bucky agrees, and reaches for his beer again.

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