"Another eclipse alone," Bucky admits miserably. "I get so cold that I can't think of how to warm up. And it's just so lonely." He screws his eyes shut. "God I sound pathetic. Like you ain't got better shit to do than pit up with my nonsense."
Sam's hands are warm like a summer afternoon and Bucky presses his cheek to them. "I've been really shit and I'm sorry. Steve was never here, you know? He had shit to do. I'm not used to having someone around."
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Date: 2022-12-21 05:57 am (UTC)Sam's hands are warm like a summer afternoon and Bucky presses his cheek to them. "I've been really shit and I'm sorry. Steve was never here, you know? He had shit to do. I'm not used to having someone around."