[ He runs his thumb over the back of Bucky's knuckles, a familiar, absent gesture. ]

Yeah. Yeah, it has. Couple of times - but you always come back. I, uh. [ He ducks his head, briefly, before he looks back up to meet Bucky's eyes. ] I told you once how much it meant to me, that you always come back. Hasn't happened a lot, for me.

[ Sam exhales, slow and steady, and can't help bringing Bucky's hand up to press a quick kiss to the back of it. ]

You remembered me this time.