THANK GOODNESS BECAUSE ME TOO. it's just a habit i can't break anymore.
AND THAT IS TOTALLY FINE WITH ME. i love every interaction between these two. also!!! how are you on spoilers? c: i can adjust any of the below if need be.
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[ sam wilson should, for all intents and purposes, be used to this kind of thing by now. the last few years of his life has built him up to a place where this - any of this - shouldn't be surprising. not alien attacks, not intergalactic wars, not time travel, and certainly not bounties on their heads. people being out to kill them is normal, people being out to kill him is normal. this - all of this - should be something he can take with stride.
but there's also a bigger part of him that never wants to be that person. that never wants any of this to feel normal. going home, being with his family - that is the kind of person he wants to think of when he thinks of his life. bounties and assassins and taking classified trips across the globe to places the government doesn't need to know he's in? he can manage. he can survive. he can get through those missions and make it back home and then things can be normal.
all that's to say is that sam hasn't been sleeping well. and whether bucky makes just enough noise to rouse him from whatever not sleep sam had been doing, or it's just the luck of the draw that he happens to be getting a glass of water right when he sees the other get up, it doesn't really matter. what does matter is that sam sees bucky get up, a kind of tension and heaviness to his shoulders, and he can tell it was a nightmare. can tell that it has been a bad night.
sam stands in the hallway for one moment, and then a moment longer, deciding if this is something he plans on doing. if this is a conversation he, or bucky, wants to have. and then, once those moments are over, sam heaves a sigh and follows, moving through the space and stopping just inside the door to the porch. because while bucky may be okay with challenging killers from all angles, but sam is not. so instead he remains just inside, crossing his arms over his chest and leaning against the door. ]
Hey. [ quiet, though he's sure bucky heard him coming. knows that he's probably not startling him. ] You good?
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AND THAT IS TOTALLY FINE WITH ME. i love every interaction between these two. also!!! how are you on spoilers? c: i can adjust any of the below if need be.
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[ sam wilson should, for all intents and purposes, be used to this kind of thing by now. the last few years of his life has built him up to a place where this - any of this - shouldn't be surprising. not alien attacks, not intergalactic wars, not time travel, and certainly not bounties on their heads. people being out to kill them is normal, people being out to kill him is normal. this - all of this - should be something he can take with stride.
but there's also a bigger part of him that never wants to be that person. that never wants any of this to feel normal. going home, being with his family - that is the kind of person he wants to think of when he thinks of his life. bounties and assassins and taking classified trips across the globe to places the government doesn't need to know he's in? he can manage. he can survive. he can get through those missions and make it back home and then things can be normal.
all that's to say is that sam hasn't been sleeping well. and whether bucky makes just enough noise to rouse him from whatever not sleep sam had been doing, or it's just the luck of the draw that he happens to be getting a glass of water right when he sees the other get up, it doesn't really matter. what does matter is that sam sees bucky get up, a kind of tension and heaviness to his shoulders, and he can tell it was a nightmare. can tell that it has been a bad night.
sam stands in the hallway for one moment, and then a moment longer, deciding if this is something he plans on doing. if this is a conversation he, or bucky, wants to have. and then, once those moments are over, sam heaves a sigh and follows, moving through the space and stopping just inside the door to the porch. because while bucky may be okay with challenging killers from all angles, but sam is not. so instead he remains just inside, crossing his arms over his chest and leaning against the door. ]
Hey. [ quiet, though he's sure bucky heard him coming. knows that he's probably not startling him. ] You good?