(This is just SamBucky fluff. Somewhat of a continuation of the previous one, but it's okay if you skipped it, cause this stands on it's own.)
Not knowing what to do, he begrudgingly called Torres. Maybe he knew what to do.
"Take him out on a date."
"What? Why? What the hell? He's my partner and my coworker.."
"Are you dumb or are you fucking dumb?"
"Hey! Just cause we're on phone right now doesn't mean I don't know where to find you!"
"Yeah, yeah. If you haven't murdered Agent Carter by now, I'm certain that I'm safe."
Bucky didn't reply as he kept glaring at Sam's door.
"Look, I didn't want to interfere. But you guys are either blind or dumb. You're not teens that you're having this weird angsty situation. Just ask him out. He's probably mad at himself more than you. He probably thinks that him going as Sharon's date is what made you do this. Just ask him out."
"You really think he likes me? Doesn't he like women and I don't know..."
"He swings both ways, that isn't going to be a problem. I just want to ask something though."
"What?"
"Did you sleep with Miss Dentral?"
"No. I can assure you I'm not that dumb. Where should I take him?"
"Anywhere you want. I doubt that's gonna matter."
"Okay, thanks. Maybe you're not that bad."
"I'm not bad at all! What are you ta-"
Bucky cut the call. Sam liked him? He didn't think that was possible. Wasn't Sam into Sharon?
"Hey, Sam!"
"Fuck off."
"I want to ask you something. Just open the door."
"No."
"Sam! Sam! Sam! Open the door!"
Bucky began knocking at the door loudly, causing Sam to finally open the door.
"What?"
"Uh, want to get drinks tonight?"
Sam glared at him, "No."
Sam was about to close his door again when Bucky put his foot between the door and the frame, "I didn't actually sleep with her, you know. She just wanted bragging rights and some gruesome stories."
"I don't care." Sam huffed.
"Sam, let me make it up to you."
"You can't. You can't take away the guilt I felt when I saw you on stage. Maybe if I stayed with you. Maybe if I insisted on going together. I know you've been through that bullshit before. Your movements were too calculated and rehearsed to be just casual. You knew what you were doing and I didn't even cause a scene. I froze. I'm not.. I'm not mad at you. I just...let me be."
Bucky bit his lower lip. He didn't mean to hurt Sam.
"Sam, I..."
Sam cut him off by pulling him into a hug. "I promised Steve I'd take care of you. If you felt the need to go up there, I honestly don't know what I did to make you want to go through that. Why would you want that?"
He sighed. Maybe telling Sam the truth would be better.
"I was trying to help. They were mostly government and military officials and a lot of them have a thing for controlling people they consider powerful. So Sharon figured I could fetch a high enough price."

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