[ A chuckle. Wet and a little wobbly, but genuine. ]
Oh, so that's how it is? Treasure. Yeah, we can do that. Precious, too, if you'd like.
[ And yeah, he gets it. Had to ask, because how could he not - but the last thing Sam ever wants to do is take away Bucky's choice. Hell, he'd even resigned himself to Bucky's original regret and outcome for that very reason. But now he can't stop feeling Bucky's shuddering breath against his own neck, the burden he has agreed to help Bucky carry, held secret between the two of them.
A though, small and tentative: ]
Could it be fixed when his contract's up? When he's done here?
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Oh, so that's how it is? Treasure. Yeah, we can do that. Precious, too, if you'd like.
[ And yeah, he gets it. Had to ask, because how could he not - but the last thing Sam ever wants to do is take away Bucky's choice. Hell, he'd even resigned himself to Bucky's original regret and outcome for that very reason. But now he can't stop feeling Bucky's shuddering breath against his own neck, the burden he has agreed to help Bucky carry, held secret between the two of them.
A though, small and tentative: ]
Could it be fixed when his contract's up? When he's done here?