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Principles (WIP)

Peggy didn’t have a better word for it besides love. The girls who lingered in the loo trading gossip like a cheap cigar might have called it slaggy— if she were stupid enough to tell any of them. Peggy was many things, but she wasn’t stupid. 

The fact was simply that Steven Rogers was in love with Peggy Carter.

The fact was also, perhaps a little less simply, that Steven Rogers was in love with James Barnes, too. 

Complicatedly: girls were not supposed to be in bed with more than one boy at once, and boys were not supposed to kiss other boys. This was not so much a fact fact, but more of a general principle. The sort of thing people wrote down in books about propriety and sophisticated gentleman. 

Steve could be a gentleman, if he tried to be. He was the sort of man who didn’t mind what kind of dancing partner he had, so long as he danced. Those sort of men were to settle down and have plain children with a plain wife who wouldn’t ask questions about a late night out with the boys. 

James wasn’t a gentleman, even on his best days. Try as he might, he couldn’t dance with a woman to save his life. Those sorts of men didn’t get happy endings with white picket fences and a plain wife and plain children. Those sorts of men were to go into the nasty corners of the world where everyone could safely ignore them. Places like the war front or six feet under or some insane asylum. (As far as Bucky was concerned, those were all the same thing.)

The only nice thing about those nasty corners of the world that the rest of the world ignored, is that they were ignored quite well. Nobody asked about the boys who slipped into other boys’ doors in the night. Nobody asked questions about the ladies who stayed in the mail room too long after shift had ended. 

People probably would have asked questions about Sargent Barnes and Agent Carter entering Captain Rogers’ quarters just minutes apart from each other, if the lot weren’t experts at stealth missions. 

Questions about Carter and Rogers already circulated camp, but that idea was allowed, in a manner of speaking. Permissible. That idea kept people from asking about boys in each other's tents. It satisfied The Principal; gentlemen didn’t kiss other gentlemen; ladies didn’t kiss other ladies. 

Peggy was no more a lady than James was a gentleman, but she was quite a good dancer with just about anyone who struck her fancy. Bucky had not particularly struck her as anything more than a co-worker, but he was decent enough company not to make her want to strangle him. Most of the time. 

Is this a headcanon? Nope

Eek! New series!

The Carol and Maria Show is coming soon! It’s going to be a collection of Danbeau fics (probably not connected; we’ll see) and I can’t wait!

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Peggy Carter/Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, Peggy Carter/Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes/Peggy Carter, Howling Commandos - Relationship Characters: Steve Rogers, Peggy Carter, James "Bucky" Barnes, Rebecca Barnes Proctor, Winifred Barnes, Howard Stark, Timothy "Dum Dum" Dugan, George Barnes, Edwin Jarvis, Angie Martinelli, Daniel Sousa, Jack Thompson, Ana Jarvis, Chester Phillips Additional Tags: Avengers: Endgame (Movie) Spoilers, Steve Goes Back To Peggy, Time Travel, eventual OT3, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Canon Compliant, ish, Alternate Timelines, Angst, Fluff, Canon-Typical Violence, Post-War, Agent Carter References, Post-Canon Fix-It Summary:

How do I even begin to explan Peggy Carter? Peggy Carter is flawless...One time, she stapled a guy in the face. It was awesome.