[Fuck him, Steve is just-- look at him, he's so gorgeous even while doped up to the eyeballs and he's just so perfect with it. Bucky's steps over to the bed are a little stilted, but eventually he's sat next to Steve, voice low.]
My therapist from the vet centre is coming over tomorrow morning, he said-- he said it was okay to stay with you.
[Don't cry, Barnes, get it together. Hopefully Steve is too out of it to notice the thick wobble to Bucky's voice.]
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My therapist from the vet centre is coming over tomorrow morning, he said-- he said it was okay to stay with you.
[Don't cry, Barnes, get it together. Hopefully Steve is too out of it to notice the thick wobble to Bucky's voice.]