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Matthew paced and wrung his hands. It's not that telling mortals that he was a demon was taboo, but he's never actually lov-held deep affection for one before this. This was uncharted waters.

Rationally, the worst that would happpen, Matthew knew, was that Bucky would be horribly repulsed and wish to renege any deal (Matthew would still have that soul due to his lovely loopholes, but he'd be alone again--not to mention Bucky would face his destiny alone and with no protection).

He swallowed the lump in his throat. He was a damned demon! Matthew should not have been this nervous. He took a deep, calming breath. "Do you remember the first night we met? I mean, I wouldn't expect you too, you seemed pretty drunk by the time I came into the bar..."

Matt took a deeper breath and plowed on. "If you do, you know how I said some pretty strange things for a human? And...that some of my behavior is odder than the normal human man?" He could feel a hysterical laugh bubble up. "That's probably because I'm decidely not. Not human that is. Heh."

“ I’m not - -cooped, Barnes, I’m just working on-- ”

The dog abruptly put her nose directly into his groin and huffed loudly. Tony blinked at the very delicate components he was balancing above a Bunsen burner.

“ Ok, first of all, ”  he said down at the pair of doe-brown eyes,  “ I know you’re trained better than this. You’re doing your profession a disservice. A shande. A scam. You don’t deserve that vest. ”

Through the translucent desk surface, he could see the fluffy tail wag aggressively.

“ Christ, the two of you really are a match made in-- Ok, fine, yes. Yes, let’s go for a walk. James, can you maybe call off your serial molester? These are Versace. ” 

❛what it’s your magic book,❜ bucky frowns looking down at the ancient tome they had found in the library. ❛so, how exactly do you use, or uh make? magic? i mean is it like a power you just have or can anyone use it? if anyone can use it- why doesn’t everyone have it? and-❜ the soldier continued to ramble, going on a tangent of questioning the technicalities of magic.

“Yes, it is. But the words aren’t the only part of the magic.” Oh lord, this is where things get squiggly... and hard to explain to anyone who doesn’t have a superstitious spirit. But who knew, he thought as he considered the other man’s acuity in questioning. There might be a believer in him yet.

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“ Is this, like, a peace offering? Or strychnine? ”

Maybe he’s spent the day too far in his own head, but Barnes casually there with a Starkbucks cup held out like an olive branch reads all sorts of confusing.  Tony rubs a hand over the back of his neck, feels the stiffness there from too many hours spent over blueprints.  Makes sure not to make eye contact, because there are days when he’s alright and days when he feels like everything he used to stand for, and those days he’s really not living his best life.

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And the thing was, a better world wasn’t what they were fighting for anymore -- maybe hadn’t been in years, though for a long time he didn’t let himself see that.  ( He was a futurist -- raised by a man whose generation set the world in flames but wanted everyone to believe that it would get better. )  They were fighting just to keep the world intact, one disaster after another, one fumbling battle for stability, one enemy down, a thousand new potential threats born.

The world wasn’t getting better.  It was dying, and they were the crash team desperately trying to keep it breathing one more minute, hour, day, week.

It was too big -- god, it’d always been too big, but for a time Tony had wanted to believe that they -- together, as a team, as a cohesive unite -- could be big enough to face it.

They weren’t.

He watched the fracturing in his periphery; the way Barnes and Rogers would keep their heads close, whisper things with serious expressions.  The way the battles got closer, the odds higher.  They had to know, they all did.

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