𝟏𝟗𝟒𝟏 | 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍 𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃

as a navigator, harry ‘cros’ crosby didn’t have much need to visit the mechanics. but the one time he did, bucky drunkly dragged him out towards your garage. the men followed the glow of the stars, the only light to guide them through the dark space between the garage and the base.

bucky’s began ringing out in the echoing room the moment they entered, and harry watched as you appeared from behind the plane you had been working on.

he stood in front of you as bucky chatted away, a little in awe. you nodded absentmindedly at bucky’s story, glancing at harry occasionally.