[After all that, Bucky doesn't know what to say. At first he's confused, trying to fit the idea of Sam loving two very different people into what he knows. Then again, he has zero expertise when it comes to friendship, relationships, and anything else past those. In fact, he's so focused on trying to understand everything that the steel flickers one more time before disappearing into the usual snowy tundra. Underneath them, however, the flora remains uncovered by the gentle fall of snow and a combination of red and deep blue Lisanthus begin to bloom.
Bucky doesn't know how to describe them either. What they share is deeper than friendship, past the camaraderie that bonds soldiers in a unit. What he does know is that whatever it is between them is different from what Sam shares with Shiro. Maybe that's what makes this all okay. Sam isn't trying to replicate what he has with Shiro with Bucky or vice versa. This isn't HYDRA, this isn't a force of manufactured super soldiers where only one can survive.
This would be the time when any normal person would echo Sam's profession, but Bucky struggles. There's no hiding the glow of affection behind the confusion, but he can't seem to put words to it.
The only thing he can offer, though, is a quiet] (Me too.)
[He means that he loves Sam, too, that he's also flying blind, that he doesn't know how to describe what they have.]
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Bucky doesn't know how to describe them either. What they share is deeper than friendship, past the camaraderie that bonds soldiers in a unit. What he does know is that whatever it is between them is different from what Sam shares with Shiro. Maybe that's what makes this all okay. Sam isn't trying to replicate what he has with Shiro with Bucky or vice versa. This isn't HYDRA, this isn't a force of manufactured super soldiers where only one can survive.
This would be the time when any normal person would echo Sam's profession, but Bucky struggles. There's no hiding the glow of affection behind the confusion, but he can't seem to put words to it.
The only thing he can offer, though, is a quiet] ( Me too. )
[He means that he loves Sam, too, that he's also flying blind, that he doesn't know how to describe what they have.]