"Say something about me." I ordered, as though I was the person incharge, still keeping the smile on my face to keep the mood light.
"Well," Steve started, slightly blushing. "you're very beautiful." He whispers, looking down, his hands making it's way to his pockets.
On the other hand, Bucky answers in different manner."You're pretty, doll. Gorgeous, may I add." Bucky says, smirking at his own words, like the flirtatious man he is.
I frowned a little, obviously in deep thought. They immediately noticed my change of expression; so quickly I asked, "Is that all I'll ever be?"
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FanfictionIs there anything in this world that matters far more than beauty? Something that looks deeper within the skin, deeper than the scars itself. As though the world falls for what catches its eyes, but never for what it hears. The screams of beauty, t...
