There was something about the soulmate tattoos that hadn’t really been talked about much; you could only see your own while it was counting down. Once contact with your soulmate had been made, the tattoo disappeared from your skin in the blink of an eye.
Steve was staring down at his wrist, at the spot where the tattoo had once been, his thumb stroking over the area. He had spent countless minutes and hours watching the time tick away, wondering who fate would bestow upon him. Needless to say, it felt odd not having the numbers on his skin anymore.
“What’s goin’ on in that head a’yours, Stevie?” Bucky asked after dropping down onto the sofa.
“Nothing,” he mumbled with a shrug of his shoulders. “I just never thought we would end up having the same soulmate.”
Bucky shifted on the couch. “I didn’t either,” he admitted. “Are you, uh, having second thoughts to this?”
“No, no,” Steve argued, pulling down his sleeve. “I’m just… confused and, God, I feel like I’m going crazy every second I’m not with her.”
“I know the feeling,” Bucky mused, a hand running through his hair.
“This isn’t going to be easy, Buck,” Steve said once again.
Bucky glanced down at his wrist and sighed heavily. “It sure ain’t.”
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