[ Sam takes Bucky's hand, lacing their fingers together absently before he lifts it to press a kiss to the back of Bucky's knuckles.
It... kind of feels good, in a maybe messed up way, that they only thing either of them really know is how important they are to each other. Everything else they can figure out together. ]
Whatever choice we make - we gotta say the words, take the next step to getting one over on the programming. It can't do that to us again.
[ He doesn't just mean the poisoning - well, mostly he means the poisoning, because nothing's scared him like finding Bucky like that in a very long time. But he also means everything about the night they tried to save Keya, the way it whispered in Sam's mind as it bulldozed through Bucky's and they'd been too fragmented to fight it. ]
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It... kind of feels good, in a maybe messed up way, that they only thing either of them really know is how important they are to each other. Everything else they can figure out together. ]
Whatever choice we make - we gotta say the words, take the next step to getting one over on the programming. It can't do that to us again.
[ He doesn't just mean the poisoning - well, mostly he means the poisoning, because nothing's scared him like finding Bucky like that in a very long time. But he also means everything about the night they tried to save Keya, the way it whispered in Sam's mind as it bulldozed through Bucky's and they'd been too fragmented to fight it. ]