[ Sam can't help but listen in to Bucky's feelings as he considers the question. It wouldn't have felt right, back when they first got here, but now... now it feels damn near natural, being close enough to feel what Bucky's feeling.
That's all the symbiote, sure, but this? Sitting here having a couple of drinks, wanting to lean in so their shoulders are brushing or keep his hand on Bucky's knee? He's pretty sure that's mostly them. Especially when he picks up on why Bucky is hesitant about it. No, Sam never has been one to dance around him, or do anything other than stubbornly continue to treat him as person.
It just makes Sam want to do it more, until one day all Bucky expects from it is affection. He hums a quiet agreement, shooting Bucky a smile before he downs a significant portion of his drink and shifts to bump his shoulder against Bucky's. ]
(Now I just gotta figure out what I'm gonna get you.)
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That's all the symbiote, sure, but this? Sitting here having a couple of drinks, wanting to lean in so their shoulders are brushing or keep his hand on Bucky's knee? He's pretty sure that's mostly them. Especially when he picks up on why Bucky is hesitant about it. No, Sam never has been one to dance around him, or do anything other than stubbornly continue to treat him as person.
It just makes Sam want to do it more, until one day all Bucky expects from it is affection. He hums a quiet agreement, shooting Bucky a smile before he downs a significant portion of his drink and shifts to bump his shoulder against Bucky's. ]
( Now I just gotta figure out what I'm gonna get you. )