Sambucky - Figuring out feelings: Book 1, 2 And 3

Book 2: Chapter 1: 3 Weeks Later

Tw: Mentions of Self h@rm, suicide

'Ouch'

Bucky was attempting to cook. He kept slicing his fingers though. Nothing new there. He was bleeding either way.

'Meow?'

Bucky glanced down to the little black cat sitting beside him. Alpine. He smiled and reached down to pat her head.

'I'm OK. I just cut my finger...again'

He walked over to the sink and rinsed his finger under the tap.

Bucky had taken up cooking as a coping system. Since he didn't have Sam anymore he needed a distraction. Uh. No. He wouldn't let himself think negatively. It wouldn't go well.

Bucky was coping well. He was minding himself and Alpine and learning new things. Like cooking. Besides the loss of human interaction he was OK.

Everything was good.

Bucky rummaged around in his drawer, looking for a plaster but not for his benefit... To stop blood from getting on Alpines food. He cared more about a cat than himself. He resumed his cutting.

*Bang*

Bucky dropped the knife and swore, viciously. Alpine jumped and scuttled away. They had both got a fright from the door. No one knocked anymore. Bucky felt something on his hands. He glanced down. Uh. He was bleeding again. He grabbed the towel, wrapped it around his finger and walked to the door.

He pulled it open, not even thinking to check who it was.

Rhodey.

Bucky jumped. He had not expected this.

'Bucky. How have you been?'

Rhodey looked Bucky up and down, noting the apron, flour stains and then noticed the blood.

'Hey, is your hand OK?'

Bucky glanced down.

'Oh... It's nothing'

Rhodey raised an eyebrow and walked in.

'It obviously isn't. Here let me help'

Bucky followed him into his own apartment, somewhat confused. Rhodey walked to the sink and gestured to Bucky.

'You should really be running your hand under water'

Bucky nodded.

'I was! Until you... Um... knocked'

Rhodey nodded. Gestured to the sink.

'Ah yes'

Bucky hurried over and put his hand under the tap. He tapped his foot. Turned his head to Rhodey.

'Uh... why... Why are you here?'

Rhodey raised an eyebrow.

'Well first of all it's been a few weeks and I'm obligated to check up on you. And I do care... Who knows why'

Bucky sighed.

'Are you ok?'

Rhodey looked concerned. Bucky was surprised.

'Yeah... I'm fine'

Rhodey raised an eyebrow and took 2 quick steps over to Bucky and pulled up his sleeve. Bucky laughed nervously.

Hm.

Bucky bit his lip.

'I have not been careful'
'Yeah obviously not'