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

Book 2: Chapter 10: Satisfied

After the 'interrogation' Sam and Bucky had awkwardly come up with a plan.

Awkwardly being the key word.

Zemo had made things weird between them. Especially now they were 'dating'. Bucky knew they weren't really. It was just to make Zemo happy.

But still.

Sam had said they were.

'Bucky. Do you wanna get your injuries looked at?'

Bucky raised his head and looked at Sam. His injuries? It was a bit late now. It had been a week since he had carried Sam out of the building and jumped off the balcony. If they had been serious he would have done something by now.

But Sam was gesturing to his face.

'Do you want me to take a look at... Your scar?'

Oh.

The word that 'Sam' had carved into his face.

Weak.

Bucky felt weak asking for help. But he probably should get it checked.

When they were taken from the hospital he hadn't had it checked yet. Bucky wondered how Rhodey and everyone else were. They hadn't been in contact in days.

He hadn't even thought about them.

'Bucky?'
'Yeah... Maybe I should'

Sam nodded and gestured for Bucky to come over to him. Bucky stood and walked over to the couch.

'Sit down'
'Ok'

Bucky sat and looked down, nervously clasping his hands together. Last time they had both sat on a couch they had kissed.

No no. Don't think that.

'Look at me'

Bucky turned his head to meet Sam's eyes. He struggled to maintain eye contact. Sam suddenly took Bucky's face in his hands, causing him to freeze.

Bucky wanted to just close his eyes so he couldn't see Sam. Being this close to him just reminded him of his feelings even more.

Sam was inspecting the word carved into Bucky's jaw. Bucky looked across the room. Up close he could see every flaw Sam didn't have.

Suddenly Sam leaned back to get... Something. Bucky let out a breath he didn't realise he was holding. Oh.

Sam was back. He began to speak as he checked the wound.

'So Bucky. What are we gonna do about Zemo?'
'Uh, I think he could help. Because he has one of those things'
'Yeah I guess. But he's always making things weird'
'Well... He said he'd stop'

Sam suddenly stopped, looking sad. Bucky looked at him.

'I'm so sorry this happened'
'It's not your fault'
'I know. But the thing that did this wore my face'

This reminded Bucky of when Zemo had killed t'chaka and pretended he was him. It was the same thing. Maybe that's what the technology was like.

Sam began cleaning the cut, with antibacterial wipes. Bucky hissed in pain.

'Sorry'
'It's ok'

Sam frowned. Then flicked his eyes up to look at Bucky.

'Surely it should have healed a bit by now? Especially with the serum?'

Had it not? It should have by now.

'Look'

Sam leaned away from Bucky and got a small mirror. Bucky looked at his reflection.