[Bucky can hardly feel Sam's fingers entwined with his, but the spread of frozen wings over boiling water makes his presence more obvious. Those feathers dig into the fragments of ice and hum as snow re-freezes and offers relief from the searing heat. Bucky knows how it's supposed to be, how cold his mind usually is and provides the mental scaffolding. The chemical burn in his veins lessens, even as the programming shrieks like torn metal at this subversion of its power.
Physically, Bucky struggles into a sitting position so he can connect their bodies in more places: shoulder to shoulder, arm to arm, cheek to cheek. Each provides more anchoring, more strength to the shielding keeping him from the heat.]
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Physically, Bucky struggles into a sitting position so he can connect their bodies in more places: shoulder to shoulder, arm to arm, cheek to cheek. Each provides more anchoring, more strength to the shielding keeping him from the heat.]