[ It doesn't matter that Bucky can't say it out loud yet; this is worth just as much. Seeing Bucky laugh, feeling him be happy, knowing that Sam was the cause of that? Sam doesn't really have the words to say how much that means to him, either.
So instead he leans into the arm Bucky curls around him, tangling his fingers absently in the fabric of Bucky's disguise, and helpfully supplying his mental image of Bucky with a flower crown - the birds are very important here okay. ]
(It's never a waste of time when I'm with you.) [ Yeah, he knows exactly how cheesy that was, but his grin doesn't fade until he leans in to let Bucky kiss him, kissing him back slow and easy, like they got all the time in the world. ]
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So instead he leans into the arm Bucky curls around him, tangling his fingers absently in the fabric of Bucky's disguise, and helpfully supplying his mental image of Bucky with a flower crown - the birds are very important here okay. ]
( It's never a waste of time when I'm with you. ) [ Yeah, he knows exactly how cheesy that was, but his grin doesn't fade until he leans in to let Bucky kiss him, kissing him back slow and easy, like they got all the time in the world. ]