[The warmth bubbling behind Bucky's blocked-off end of the connection grows confused, and Bucky's mouth makes a similar quirk, but he doesn't argue. He's not sure what he could argue, but there's no sense in it now. Once Sam leaves, Bucky makes his way to his temporary quarters and takes almost sixty seconds on the dot to wash his hair. So, by the time Sam returns, Bucky is already there, hair wet and dampening his shirt. He glances up and sends the mental equivalent of how do you want to do this?]
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