[Bucky shuts his eyes for a moment as Sam's memories play across his vision, but blinks them open again at the nudge to his knee. Setting the umbrella down on the table between them, he breathes out slowly as he worries at the edge of his lip again. For all that 'the whole package' talk, Bucky still can't help but wonder again if he's worth all this effort.
He looks down at his drink, running his fingers over the embossed ripples in the glass. Once again, he finds himself at odds with Sam's confidence that Bucky has more good parts of him tucked away somewhere in the dark.]
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He looks down at his drink, running his fingers over the embossed ripples in the glass. Once again, he finds himself at odds with Sam's confidence that Bucky has more good parts of him tucked away somewhere in the dark.]
( Didn't think you made mistakes. )