[ He absolutely refuses to sit down for a moment. Drops the shield to the ground to reach for Steve with his good arm. And a moment later, Steve will realize why Sam doesn't want to sit down.
Sam has... complicated feelings her. Because Steve left, but he didn't just leave. He said goodbye to Bucky, gave him a heads-up, informed him of his plans for Sam. And Sam? Got no choice, no warning, and lost so many friends in one day. And all he got for it was a job he didn't ask for and at the time... couldn't fathom wanting.
And that hurt back then, and hurts now, and Sam was never allowed to be angry about it, because his pain is never given room - whether by others or himself. Bucky got to be angry and upset and irrational, and Sam had always been expected to be gracious about it.
And maybe for a moment that shows on his face. The way his lips purse, the way his gaze is just a little too hard for a moment when he looks Steve in the eyes. But then his breath comes out in a shudder, he wraps his good arm solidly around Steve's shoulder and crowds into his space. And he hides his anguish by pressing his face against Steve's shoulder. ]
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[ He absolutely refuses to sit down for a moment. Drops the shield to the ground to reach for Steve with his good arm. And a moment later, Steve will realize why Sam doesn't want to sit down.
Sam has... complicated feelings her. Because Steve left, but he didn't just leave. He said goodbye to Bucky, gave him a heads-up, informed him of his plans for Sam. And Sam? Got no choice, no warning, and lost so many friends in one day. And all he got for it was a job he didn't ask for and at the time... couldn't fathom wanting.
And that hurt back then, and hurts now, and Sam was never allowed to be angry about it, because his pain is never given room - whether by others or himself. Bucky got to be angry and upset and irrational, and Sam had always been expected to be gracious about it.
And maybe for a moment that shows on his face. The way his lips purse, the way his gaze is just a little too hard for a moment when he looks Steve in the eyes. But then his breath comes out in a shudder, he wraps his good arm solidly around Steve's shoulder and crowds into his space. And he hides his anguish by pressing his face against Steve's shoulder. ]
It's been over three years. I've missed you.
[ He is owed a good hug. ]