Comfortember: Self-Care

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"Hey, did you guys-" Sam starts, bursting through your front door to see Bucky jolt as he sits on the couch faced away from him.

"Sam," Bucky awkwardly states, still facing away from Sam. "How'd you get in here?"

Sam falters from the entryway. "I, uh, I have a key. Is everything okay?"

Bucky uncomfortably clears his throat. "Everything's great. Just didn't know we gave you a key."

"We? No. Your girlfriend, yeah." Sam takes another step toward the couch, seated in the middle of the apartment. "Are you... wearing a headband?"

"It's a sweat band," Bucky grunts, angling himself further away from Sam's view.

Sam takes another step forward, craning his neck to look at Bucky. "Sweat bands aren't fuzzy."

In that moment, as Sam rounds the couch, Bucky decides there are two ways he can play this: One, he can go on the defensive. Or, he could own the self care day you and him were currently enjoying. He turns around to face Sam with an unimpressed frown, though that hardened expression is mostly covered by a freshly placed face mask. "It's called self care, Sam. You should try it sometime."

"Oh, hey, Sam!" you greet, suddenly walking into the room. "Wanna do face masks with us?"

Sam blithely shrugs. "Okay!"

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