[He wanted to throw the pan across the room. He wanted to rip out the stove and fling that as well, then the rest of the appliances and cabinets and everything else he could reach. What Steve did was finish cooking and slide the food onto a plate, setting the pan in the sink afterwards. Destroying his and Bucky's home wouldn't solve any problems, and he wouldn't even feel better after he finished.

Steve braced his hands on the counter, still not looking at Bucky.]


I can't be objective about this Buck. I can't. I know what you said makes sense, and in any other situation I'd just worry about you being safe but agree it was necessary. But not with this. You just don't understand . . .