the team doctor || bucky barnes (EDITING IN PROGRESS)

17.

Edited 8/27/25
ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ꜱᴏɴɢ: ꜱᴏᴍᴇʙᴏᴅʏ ᴇʟꜱᴇ - ᴛʜᴇ 1975

"𝐇𝐞𝐲, 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫?"

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"IT'S WEIRD BEING A BOYFRIEND."

Sam was sitting on top of the metal table in Valerie's lab, sucking on a lollipop she mostly kept in there for decoration. His feet nonchalantly swung back and forth as he watched her view a sample under a microscope.

"Is it?" She spoke as she squinted her eyes. "I've never been one,"

"You have to like, be available to talk all the time. And listen to bullshit about some sales rack incident where she fought some bitch for the last shirt in her size."

"Sounds riveting,"

"I love it, though."

This made Valerie smile. She wanted nothing more than for Sam to be happy, and things seemed to be going well with the receptionist.

"Sex is better, too."

She lifted her head solely to glare at him, rolling her eyes. "Gross."

"What? You're like my bro."

"I am your doctor." She laughed.

"Same difference,"

"Well, I wish I spoke man sometimes." She lowered her head back down to the microscope.

"Oh really," He mused. "What's going on in Valerie World?"

"Nothing," She waved him off.

"Nah, that was absolutely an invitation to talk about your feelings,"

She rose an eyebrow at him.

"I know when a woman needs to vent."

She sighed. "Fine. Say, you and a guy...have relations. Afterward, he says something kind of dismissive and doesn't want to talk about the fact that you had said relations at all."

Sam furrowed his eyebrows. "What did he say?"

"Unimportant." She stated, not wanting to reveal anything that could possibly trace the scenario back to Bucky.

"Well, from what it sounds like, it was probably a one-time thing." Sam bit down on his lollipop. "Was it something you wanted to pursue?"

"Definitely not." She spoke almost too quickly.

"Then it sounds like the situation has been handled,"

"But what if said guy still kind of gives a weird vibe that he's interested? Like, what if he stares at you in an almost seductive way but at the same time, pretends he doesn't give a shit? I mean, what if beforehand, he acted like he absolutely hated your guts but out of nowhere starts to give you this look of like pure sexual attraction and--"

Sam blankly stared at her.

"..I digress," She felt heat rising on her cheeks, pretending to look back down at her sample.

"This sounds way too complicated," He offered. "It ain't supposed to be that complicated. If a man wants you, he'll let you know, how 'bout that?"

"You're right."

"I usually am,"

"You sound like Tony." She joked. "Thanks for listening. I don't usually deal with this kind of stuff and it kind of appeared out of nowhere,"