Open Post for FATWS shitposting

[restoral]

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[wingmans]

[ sam's not sure how he feels about that. on one hand, it's flattering, for sure. as sam told nick fury long ago, they were similar people. sam has his own reckless and stubborn streak a mile long, but it is tempered by a different collection of life experiences. the kind steve didn't have to deal with. the kind that keeps isaiah bitter and alone.

he's not bitter. sam's never held onto any illusions that came to bite him back. but after being with steve this long . . . maybe he does feel alone in it. five years and in a blink, sam is also a man out of time.

sam manages a faint smile. ]

Some of it is bound to rub off me.

[restoral]

You know he was even worse when he was small and sick, right?

[ Maybe not worse, exactly, but Bucky remembers being a lot more worried that Steve's stupid body would give out on him. Nothing about Steve that matters had come out of the serum. In Bucky's eyes, it had just made him safer.

He glances at Sam again, a little more unguarded this time. Talking about Steve doesn't feel easy right now. They'd barely gotten each other back before Steve had left again and Bucky had never been much of an open book before. ]

Whatever, you don't have the excuse of being a small little shit.

[wingmans]

And I don't need any excuse.

[ his feet are firmly planted and he won't sit here and wait for ghosts to dissipate from bucky's eyes. the present is moving and sam will move with it. ]

This is who I am.