Photographing Life
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"Rumlow--" his voice is hoarse, like he hadn't spoken since the last time he'd seen his friend.
"Hey, kid, how you doin'?" Rumlow opens his arms, letting Bones in close for a little hug before he's taking a step back to feel like he has at least some personal space, but Bones is already invading it again, messing with the badge clipped to his shirt.
Bones takes the badge off and clips it to his own shirt, laughing and trying to imitate Brock's voice closely, "I'm Rumlow and I'm serious. Am can't have any hugs." The soldier rumbles, grinning when Rumlow chuckles and pulls him in for another short hug.
"Goofball. Gimme the badge back and go sit yer ass on yer bed, I got ya another gift."
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