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"Are you sure about this?"
That's what Bucky asked, unsure, He'd never forgive himself if he hurt him. But Sam wasn't afraid, not really. He trusted Bucky, even after everything that happened, he loved him.
"Долго", Sam started as the soldier's eyes filled with tear, remembering all he has done, all they make him do.
"ржавый", Sam got closer, keeping his eye contact the whole, he needed his boyfriend to know he was there for him, that he'd always support him.
''It's not gonna work'' James whimpered, fully crying now, flashback clouding his mind.
"печь", Sam continued.
Images of everything that happened, so much killing and blood, every time they wiped him, hitting Steve, Tony's parents.
"рассвет"... "семнадцать"... "доброкачественный", Sam was kneeling in front of him, not touching, but Bucky still felt warm.
"девять"... "возвращение домой", Sam took Bucky's hand and kissed his fingers gently, still looking at him like was the most wonderful thing he's ever seen (he definitely was).
"грузовой автомобиль" as the last word was spoken he felt all the weight he has been carrying for years leave his body, he exhaled, tears still running down his pretty face.
''Sam'' he cried, hugging the love of his life close to him, while he hid his face on the side of the latter's neck.
''You're free baby, you're free...'' he heard softly and he laughed while he cried, letting all his guard down, because he knew Sam would catch him.