“Hey,” Tony hears from the door to his new workshop that Charles had FRIDAY help make for him. He looks up and finds Bucky standing in the doorway with that god awful man bun.
“What’s up?” Tony asks keeping his gaze pointed directly towards his screen. He doesn’t even so much as flinch when a gun comes sliding down his table to stop in front of him.
“Sorry, I don’t do weapons anymore,” Tony says.
“I don’t want you to fix it I want you to use it.”
“I lack a target,” Tony says.
“I want you use it on me. As much as you want. I promise I won’t retaliate,” Bucky says and Tony freezes hand hovering over the screen he was working with.
“I don’t want to.”
“I left a file with everything I could remember from my time as the soldier. The people I hurt will have closure and so will you. You can do whatever you want,” Bucky says stepping into the room so that the door will close and lock.
Tony picks up the gun and circles behind Bucky and in the silence Bucky can hear Tony checking to see if there are actually bullets in it.
Bucky stares straight ahead. He said he wasn’t going to fight back and he won’t. If he has to pick a way to go this is by far the best he can think of...he wonders how many people thought he was actually there to offer help and how many had a feeling that he was there to give Stark a chance of retribution. It does matter he won’t matter in a couple of minutes.
He lets out a startled noise when he feels something begin combing through his hair. Roughly at first and then it slows down.
“Finally! This man bun has been annoying me since you got here,” Tony says and Bucky glances behind him and sees that the gun has been completely dismantled and is now laying on the table forgotten.
“People have to stop thinking so little of me. I’m not about to murder you in cold blood, and between you and me I don’t know if I would have killed you in that bunker,” Tony says.
“I didn’t mean to imply that you would kill me in cold blood, but I wanted to give you the option. And I’ve seen footage of what you can do when you mean it and I can promise you that you weren’t even close to trying to kill me,” Bucky says softly with a smile.
“I’ve had a lot of time to think about everything that happened and I realized that what I was doing to you was the same thing that Wanda was doing to me,” Tony says and looks at Bucky as he steps back to his screen.
“I…” Bucky says, mouth falling open, looking around at all the interesting sights and graphs around the workshop eyes alight with interest and Tony’s mouth twitches up into a smile.
“Close your mouth before something accidently flies into it,” Tony says but there’s not real bite in his voice and then looks at Bucky’s arm and says, “sorry about blowing off your metal arm.”
“Don’t be. I hated that thing. It was the arm they gave me,” Bucky says and looks down.
“Your new arm looks really nice. Shuri is amazing. She’s going to go on to change the world,” Tony says eyes lighting up no doubt thinking about all the things she’ll be able to change.
“Yeah,” he says with a smile.
“If you want I can make you a synthetic skin so it looks like an actually arm. It can be quite jarring to wake up in the mornings and see something that’s not you,” Tony says absentmindedly rubbing his chest.
“You know, just because you don’t want to kill me doesn’t mean you have to be nice to me. Honestly you’d be justified putting me in cryo or a cage,” Bucky says.
“Bucky I don’t have the energy to hate or dislike you. I’m saving all my anger for Rogers and Romanoff. They’re betrayal was by far the worst and besides I really think it would be a lot easier for me to be nice,” Tony says.
“Let me earn the right to you kindness,” Bucky says and Tony nods slowly.
“So...what are you working on?” Bucky asks watching various plans and blueprints flick by in front of Tony and circle around the various screens.
“Protective gear for everyone who’ll be fighting Thanos,” Tony says and Bucky recognizes the outline for one of the mannequins.
“Those are Steve’s measurements,” Bucky says staring at the outline on the screen.
“You can recognize him by his measurements?” Tony asks looking at him.
“Some things never change. But you shouldn’t make things for him. Let him use Shuri’s stuff or the most basic things the government can supply. He isn’t your responsibility and he doesn’t deserve your tech.”
“When did you get wise?”
“Hey, goat farmers are exceedingly wise,” Bucky says.
“God I thought that Shuri was joking about the goats,” Tony says face breaking out into a grin.
“Nope...I actually kinda miss them,” Bucky says.
“Goats in general or those goats?”
“Those goats. I worked on a farm in order to make enough to buy the goats and then I was able to raise them,” Bucky says.
“When Thanos is over I’ll help settle you with them,” Tony says but Bucky shakes his head.
“No, I would appreciate any advice that you can give me to help in the process but I am capable of handling this by myself,” Bucky says.
“You are making it impossible to be nice to you huh,” Tony says and Bucky smiles.
“No, I’m making it impossible for you to let me take advantage of you,” Bucky says and watches Tony work for a couple of minutes more before going back up to talk to Shuri.
Tony lets out a deep breath and thinks about his mom, how gentle she had been, how ready to forgive and understand. She 100% would have forgiven him.
But Steve on the other hand, she would never forgive.