[ When Bucky gets up, Sam doesn't fight him on it, though he watches him closely. He's honestly not sure how much of Bucky's unsteadiness right now is because of the intensity of their emotions and the fact that he doesn't know what to do with any of them and how much is lingering effects of the poison, but he's not taking any chances.
Bucky's angry, more than enough for Sam to feel the echo of it burning in his veins, even with Bucky pulling away.
He wants to fight, wants to argue with Bucky again about what he deserves, but he keeps that back. Sam knows, he knows, knows that it was gonna be a least a few years working on it for Bucky to accept that maybe he deserves something good in his life, too.
It gets easier to remind himself of that when Bucky finally tells him that he loves him, finally puts words to the feelings, and it makes Sam's breath catch for a moment. ]
I love you, too, and apparently we're gonna get pissed and yell at each other about it instead of me kissing the hell out of you.
[ Because he wants to, he wants to so damn bad, but Bucky's sagging back down and looking lost. Sam wants to pull him into his arms and he wants to shove him in equal measures and he wants -
He shakes his head. ]
It doesn't change anything just because I said it and made it real, Bucky. We're still gonna use the words, we're still gonna work on control. We have a plan and it's gonna work, because this? It makes us stronger, not weaker.
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Bucky's angry, more than enough for Sam to feel the echo of it burning in his veins, even with Bucky pulling away.
He wants to fight, wants to argue with Bucky again about what he deserves, but he keeps that back. Sam knows, he knows, knows that it was gonna be a least a few years working on it for Bucky to accept that maybe he deserves something good in his life, too.
It gets easier to remind himself of that when Bucky finally tells him that he loves him, finally puts words to the feelings, and it makes Sam's breath catch for a moment. ]
I love you, too, and apparently we're gonna get pissed and yell at each other about it instead of me kissing the hell out of you.
[ Because he wants to, he wants to so damn bad, but Bucky's sagging back down and looking lost. Sam wants to pull him into his arms and he wants to shove him in equal measures and he wants -
He shakes his head. ]
It doesn't change anything just because I said it and made it real, Bucky. We're still gonna use the words, we're still gonna work on control. We have a plan and it's gonna work, because this? It makes us stronger, not weaker.