[ He presses closer when Bucky's grip on him gets tighter, holding onto him more securely. It's not much, but he can make sure Bucky's back fits right into the line of his front. On keeping his breathing slow and even, the rise and fall of his chest nice and steady.
None of what Bucky says is surprising - both because it's way too damn similar to how he'd felt waking up in the Capitol, and because he'd already tried to connect to any kind of frequency with no luck, on top of not being able to make sense of the guns that were supposed to be for security personnel.
They both hate feeling helpless, and he figures it's gotta be even worse for Bucky. At least this is the second time around for Sam; Bucky's never been the one trying to make sense of a world that isn't his. And it isn't fair. After everything Bucky'd gone through on his own world, he shouldn't have to deal with this, too.
But whatever he'd been half planning on saying about Bucky not having to do this alone vanishes the moment Bucky apologizes. When Sam realizes he's pushing himself in part because of Sam, because Bucky feels like he's letting him down, and that's - of course he does. For a moment, Sam loves him so damn much it's hard to breathe. ]
Sweetheart. [ He swallows, his free hand sliding up to rest over Bucky's heart. ] You did. I know - I know this isn't gonna be quick and easy, but that's okay. Because you're here. It's gonna be frustrating and feel like there's a million dead ends and there's so much waiting and trying not to go crazy, but I've done it before, and you make me remember that. I've got you, Bucky, I'm good.
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None of what Bucky says is surprising - both because it's way too damn similar to how he'd felt waking up in the Capitol, and because he'd already tried to connect to any kind of frequency with no luck, on top of not being able to make sense of the guns that were supposed to be for security personnel.
They both hate feeling helpless, and he figures it's gotta be even worse for Bucky. At least this is the second time around for Sam; Bucky's never been the one trying to make sense of a world that isn't his. And it isn't fair. After everything Bucky'd gone through on his own world, he shouldn't have to deal with this, too.
But whatever he'd been half planning on saying about Bucky not having to do this alone vanishes the moment Bucky apologizes. When Sam realizes he's pushing himself in part because of Sam, because Bucky feels like he's letting him down, and that's - of course he does. For a moment, Sam loves him so damn much it's hard to breathe. ]
Sweetheart. [ He swallows, his free hand sliding up to rest over Bucky's heart. ] You did. I know - I know this isn't gonna be quick and easy, but that's okay. Because you're here. It's gonna be frustrating and feel like there's a million dead ends and there's so much waiting and trying not to go crazy, but I've done it before, and you make me remember that. I've got you, Bucky, I'm good.