[ So is Sam. This is the kind of thing he lives for, on missions like this - the reminder that things are good, that they can be happy.
Sam manages to resist the urge to childishly stick out his tongue, but it's a close call. Of course, the intention's probably clear through their connection anyway as he holds the flowers close. ]
(Oh hell no, these flowers are very important to me. We'll get you more.)
[Wow. Rude. Bucky laughs, but underneath that, he's touched that Sam considers such a small gift of flowers important. He supposes his effort to cheer Sam has succeeded if his broodmate is tempted to stick his tongue out at him. With a nudge of Sam's shoulder, Bucky's grin sobers, softens as he watches Sam.]
(Most of them are a couple hours walk.)
[Looks like they might have to spend some more away from the rest of the Nest.]
[ It's absolutely succeeded, and despite everything going on, Sam can't quite seem to get the soft smile off of his face. Especially not when Bucky laughs, because no matter what, Sam's always going to count getting Bucky to laugh as a win. ]
(Couple hours of alone time with you? Yeah, that sounds just awful, I don't know how I'll manage.)
[ He doesn't even bother to hide the sarcasm there - that sounds like a great idea to him, and Sam nudges Bucky's shoulder back. ]
(Guess I better make you a flower crown and get something out of it.)
[Once more, Bucky finds himself laughing and Sam's soft affection reflecting back at him brings a similar warmth bubbling through Bucky. He wanted this for most of the mission, for most of his life: to have someone to laugh with and be comfortable with. Sam has told him he loves him and Bucky feels the same way but give life to those feelings requires more than he can give. The programming won't let him express it out loud, his training won't let him, and it takes a vulnerability he still can't quite muster.
Bucky curls his arm around Sam, positively beaming. He doesn't know what a flower crown is, but any gift from Sam is something to cherish.]
(Yeah. Don't want to waste time.) [He says as he leans in toward Sam in an effort to kiss him.]
[ 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. ]
[Bucky's about to say that it was Sam who suggested they make a flower crown, but then Sam crosses the rest of the distance between them. In his mind, they do have all the time in the world, but the truth is that he's been away from his guard post for too long. It wouldn't do to have guards disappearing into diplomats' tents for extended periods of time. Slow and easy is so nice, so them, even as Bucky returns the kiss with an intensity unbefitting the situation.
His fingers curl tighter in Sam's disguise, pulling his broodmate closer.
He always wants more from Sam, perhaps too much more.]
[ Sam doesn’t give a shit about Bucky having to be at his guard post, honestly, or about the other envoys might think about a guard disappearing into his diplomat’s quarters. He’s pretty sure he’s already got that reputation, with how close he is with his “guards.”
If it gives him an excuse to stay sequestered away with Bucky for a little bit longer, he’s gonna take it.
When Bucky ramps up the intensity, Sam responds in kind, letting Bucky pull him in and moving as close as he can get, fingers pressed into Bucky’s back. He shifts a little, tugging Bucky in even closer, even if it basically means trying to coax Bucky into his lap.
As far as he’s concerned, there’s no damn thing as too much, not with Bucky. ]
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Sam manages to resist the urge to childishly stick out his tongue, but it's a close call. Of course, the intention's probably clear through their connection anyway as he holds the flowers close. ]
( Oh hell no, these flowers are very important to me. We'll get you more. )
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( Most of them are a couple hours walk. )
[Looks like they might have to spend some more away from the rest of the Nest.]
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( Couple hours of alone time with you? Yeah, that sounds just awful, I don't know how I'll manage. )
[ He doesn't even bother to hide the sarcasm there - that sounds like a great idea to him, and Sam nudges Bucky's shoulder back. ]
( Guess I better make you a flower crown and get something out of it. )
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Bucky curls his arm around Sam, positively beaming. He doesn't know what a flower crown is, but any gift from Sam is something to cherish.]
( Yeah. Don't want to waste time. ) [He says as he leans in toward Sam in an effort to kiss him.]
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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. ]
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His fingers curl tighter in Sam's disguise, pulling his broodmate closer.
He always wants more from Sam, perhaps too much more.]
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If it gives him an excuse to stay sequestered away with Bucky for a little bit longer, he’s gonna take it.
When Bucky ramps up the intensity, Sam responds in kind, letting Bucky pull him in and moving as close as he can get, fingers pressed into Bucky’s back. He shifts a little, tugging Bucky in even closer, even if it basically means trying to coax Bucky into his lap.
As far as he’s concerned, there’s no damn thing as too much, not with Bucky. ]