When he woke up this morning, his first instinct was that those memories had been a dream.
Steve had spent his entire first week laying low, barely even interacting with Bucky, and attempting to find out if the information they'd fed him on day one could be verified. During that week, there were a few things he had counted on never changing, including his memories.
But these were indisputably real, but at the same time, they weren't him. He'd been younger, he knew both by the size of his body and his desire to impress what might have been his father. But he was also more agile, even by Captain America standards. Performing the trapeze, the memories of his parents-
No. Someone's parents.
-he could still see the look in their eyes when he fell. Walking to breakfast that morning, Steve felt so much bigger and bulkier in his body than before. Even after the serum was injected, and his body went through such a drastic change, it still felt like his. Getting his food and sitting down both felt unnatural.
That's when he felt the gaze of the kid next to him. He even tried not to look for a second or two, until he finally turned and a mixture of strangeness and familiarity swelled in his chest.
This is so perfect.
Steve had spent his entire first week laying low, barely even interacting with Bucky, and attempting to find out if the information they'd fed him on day one could be verified. During that week, there were a few things he had counted on never changing, including his memories.
But these were indisputably real, but at the same time, they weren't him. He'd been younger, he knew both by the size of his body and his desire to impress what might have been his father. But he was also more agile, even by Captain America standards. Performing the trapeze, the memories of his parents-
No. Someone's parents.
-he could still see the look in their eyes when he fell. Walking to breakfast that morning, Steve felt so much bigger and bulkier in his body than before. Even after the serum was injected, and his body went through such a drastic change, it still felt like his. Getting his food and sitting down both felt unnatural.
That's when he felt the gaze of the kid next to him. He even tried not to look for a second or two, until he finally turned and a mixture of strangeness and familiarity swelled in his chest.