[ There's a tiny pulse of warmth as Sam's symbiote ability activates - not enough to take the headache from Bucky and transfer it to Sam himself, just enough to sooth the pain a little. He's gotten better at this and it comes a hell of a lot easier when it's Bucky.
This is a conversation for later. For when they're both a little more stable, for when they're not exhausted and disgusted and just done.
For when Sam's not still a little drunk, and can do a better job at making how he feels make sense in words.
Right now, all he's got is how he feels, and he lets that wash over their brood bond - that all he wants is this, to just be here with Bucky until they both manage to fall asleep. ]
(I'm here. No where else I want to be.) [ He rests his head against Bucky's, pulling his hand away just long enough to grab the blankets and pull it over them both. ]
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This is a conversation for later. For when they're both a little more stable, for when they're not exhausted and disgusted and just done.
For when Sam's not still a little drunk, and can do a better job at making how he feels make sense in words.
Right now, all he's got is how he feels, and he lets that wash over their brood bond - that all he wants is this, to just be here with Bucky until they both manage to fall asleep. ]
( I'm here. No where else I want to be. ) [ He rests his head against Bucky's, pulling his hand away just long enough to grab the blankets and pull it over them both. ]