Sambucky Oneshots

memories

-269 words- (after I read chloesimagination's comic on insta I got inspo for this! go follow her!)

A scream rang out through the small apartment.
Sam shot up, tossing his book across the bed, rushing quickly out of his room, flinging himself out of the door as his feet hit the carpeted floor loudly.
The dark hallway rushed around him as he sprinted towards the door he had memorized the way to from nights too similar to this one.

As he reached the door, Sam heard panting breaths from inside.
He opened it as quickly as he could, stepping inside.
When Sam got a look at the appearance of his housemate, he ran over and sat down away from the man across from him, taking his hand and resting it against his own palm.
"Hey? Buck? W-was it the same nightmare again?"
Two taps.
"Can I touch you?"
One tap.
"Alright, I'll stay right here. Focus on your breathing buddy."
Three very hesitant taps.
"I love you too, Buck."

"I-it-" Sam shot up after starting to let his eyelids droop,
"Yeah? Are you ok?"
"Tha- thank-s-s" Bucky sniffled out the the last word, shuddering softly.
"It's ok, love. Take your time, just breathe."
Sam slowly reached out a hand to tap his friend's knee,
"Can I touch you? I need to make sure you're alright buddy."
Two taps.
Sam slowly scooted closer, wrapping his arms around the shaky man as he whispered to him.
"I won't leave you, not ever. I love you too much, Bucky."
The man crying into his shirt responded by gripping his back tighter and tapping his finger three times on Sam's back.

Three taps. I. Love. You.