Raise your glass to a love that burns (смешанная)

Bucky waves his hand in the air above the covers, staring at the popcorn ceiling in the room. It takes a beat before he realizes Steve can’t see him. “Same as always. It’s–” Bucky sucks in a deep breath. It was nice to be a part of something. He enjoyed the ritual of it, being with his family–even the extended family he wasn’t as close to or liked much at all. But mostly his sisters and his parents. They were spread all across the country, at this point and Rosie was about to head to Spain in May for her summer abroad. “It was nice. To see everyone.”
Something softens in Steve’s voice when he speaks next over the line. “I’m sure they missed you, too, Buck.”