[ There's a small sound, just a miniscule hitching of Sam's breath. Enough to give his surprise away to a super soldier's hearing, though. He glances at Bucky, for a moment unable to mask the surprise clearly visible in his eyes. He didn't expect to hear that from this Bucky. Cap. And it eases a worry he'd nurtured without realizing, a fight he'd been braced for and wasn't sure he could handle having a second time all over again.
So he breathes out, slow and deep. The set of his shoulders relaxes, and then he ducks his face down a little, bashful smile playing on his lips. ]
Oh, that's how it's gonna be, huh.
[ Lightly nudges Bucky's elbow with his. Flashes him a quick smile that holds gratitude.
And sure, why not do some late night dress up. If Bucky wants to see Captain America suited up, Sam's happy to oblige. Suits up. Keeps the wings tucked in for starters though, so Bucky can get a look at the suit by itself first, and places the shield where it belongs - over the wingpack on his back, so Bucky can have a look at the entire getup assembled. ]
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So he breathes out, slow and deep. The set of his shoulders relaxes, and then he ducks his face down a little, bashful smile playing on his lips. ]
Oh, that's how it's gonna be, huh.
[ Lightly nudges Bucky's elbow with his. Flashes him a quick smile that holds gratitude.
And sure, why not do some late night dress up. If Bucky wants to see Captain America suited up, Sam's happy to oblige. Suits up. Keeps the wings tucked in for starters though, so Bucky can get a look at the suit by itself first, and places the shield where it belongs - over the wingpack on his back, so Bucky can have a look at the entire getup assembled. ]