[ Relaxing, that's good. Soft and pliant - not as much, and Sam'd be unnerved if he knew all of what was behind Bucky being able to keep calm under his touch.
But he remembers the way Bucky'd soaked up the phantom sensation of fingers in his hair when it was just over their mental link, and Sam's determined to make this a positive experience. To treat Bucky like he's normal. So he talks as he braids, unhurried and unafraid. ]
I did this for my first girlfriend, long time ago. Her dad was useless with braids, she told me, but I think she just liked sassing the hell out of me while I learned how to do it.
[ He reaches for the first feather when he’s halfway through the braid, tucking it among one strand of hair and braiding it in as he keeps going. ]
Now I do this kind of thing for my nieces. You're not a weapon, Bucky. You can be anything you want, do anything you want. [ He ties off the braid, and combs his fingers through Bucky's hair again before sectioning off the next one. ] Even if it's just right now, like this.
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But he remembers the way Bucky'd soaked up the phantom sensation of fingers in his hair when it was just over their mental link, and Sam's determined to make this a positive experience. To treat Bucky like he's normal. So he talks as he braids, unhurried and unafraid. ]
I did this for my first girlfriend, long time ago. Her dad was useless with braids, she told me, but I think she just liked sassing the hell out of me while I learned how to do it.
[ He reaches for the first feather when he’s halfway through the braid, tucking it among one strand of hair and braiding it in as he keeps going. ]
Now I do this kind of thing for my nieces. You're not a weapon, Bucky. You can be anything you want, do anything you want. [ He ties off the braid, and combs his fingers through Bucky's hair again before sectioning off the next one. ] Even if it's just right now, like this.