Shit— [He shakes his head. It feels wrong to fake it now, and Bucky feels horrible for trying. He doesn’t want Steve to think he wants to hide or that he doesn’t want to be honest with him. He takes a deep breath and sighs through his nose.

Normal. What does that even mean?]

Sorry. [He’s quiet now, rather ashamed.] Don’t mean to be like that with you. Don’t wanna. It just happens, and...

Fuck, I just don’t know how to talk right with you anymore, and I— [His voice grows strained and harsh so he stops and shakes his head again to try and stifle the anger he directs at no one.]

I’m just no good like this. Not for you. Not for anyone.

[Despite this, he leans back in toward Steve because he can't stop himself.]