[ Sam put himself in the Raft, their shitty government that doesn't give a damn about any of them once they're no longer useful put his ass in the Raft.
He doesn't say that, but he doesn't have to, not with their minds so connected. The impression of it is there, anyway. Zemo played them all, and Sam's not ever gonna blame the guy who tried to help best he could with the information he had. ]
(They took everything from you; you got every damn right to be selfish. And you know what? So do I.)
[ His wings draw Bucky in closer, feathers warm and soft behind the strength of the hug, and he tangles his fingers in Bucky's hair. ]
(I won't lose you, sunshine. I can't. I'm selfish, all right, and I need you.)
[ He lets it all pour out. How much he's come to depend on Bucky being here, the hope Bucky gives him, the way he draws on Bucky's strength when he feels out of his depth, the comfort he feels from Bucky's hand in his. Just how deep their connection goes, how much of Sam is in their brood bond - how much Sam loves him.
Sam doesn't know if it'll be enough to pull Bucky out, to drown out the voices, but he's hoping it'll at least be enough to get Bucky to look at him - and that there can't be any doubt about the way that he feels, not when he isn't holding any of it back. ]
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He doesn't say that, but he doesn't have to, not with their minds so connected. The impression of it is there, anyway. Zemo played them all, and Sam's not ever gonna blame the guy who tried to help best he could with the information he had. ]
( They took everything from you; you got every damn right to be selfish. And you know what? So do I. )
[ His wings draw Bucky in closer, feathers warm and soft behind the strength of the hug, and he tangles his fingers in Bucky's hair. ]
( I won't lose you, sunshine. I can't. I'm selfish, all right, and I need you. )
[ He lets it all pour out. How much he's come to depend on Bucky being here, the hope Bucky gives him, the way he draws on Bucky's strength when he feels out of his depth, the comfort he feels from Bucky's hand in his. Just how deep their connection goes, how much of Sam is in their brood bond - how much Sam loves him.
Sam doesn't know if it'll be enough to pull Bucky out, to drown out the voices, but he's hoping it'll at least be enough to get Bucky to look at him - and that there can't be any doubt about the way that he feels, not when he isn't holding any of it back. ]