#sam and bucky hang out on the floor until the janitorial staff comes in

[thatmexisaurusrex]

So here is the second prompt that you accidentally chose, @funsized-loser. I hope you enjoy Trapeze Class! 🥰

Date 27 of 28: Trapeze Class

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"This was a terrible plan," said Bucky, holding onto the trapeze for dear life, unable to stop looking down.

"It's not a terrible plan, it's your plan," said Sam, snorting, "So, maybe it just wasn't well thought-out."

When Sam had seen trapeze lessons being taught at the local community college, he found that to be instantly fascinating, something he just knew he wanted to try out. And, while Sam had been perfectly fine doing the trapeze class on his own, Bucky had insisted that he would be totally fine doing it with Sam.

Sam had had the inkling that Bucky wouldn't be good for long, and while Bucky had finally broken, Sam had been surprised with how far Bucky had gone before calling uncle.

Bucky had gotten to the class, which within itself felt like a huge step. Bucky had listened to all of the safety protocols and agreed to everything. Hell, Bucky had even gotten onto the trapeze and allowed the people running the class to bring him up high above the ground.

But it was when the heights were in plain sight, when he was actually up there, when Bucky had realized, right, I have acrophobia.

"Sam. Not the time to be joking," said Bucky, definitely closing his eyes, definitely holding onto one of the ropes for dear life, definitely not okay.

Okay, well, fuck trapeze class, then.

"Can you get us back down? Please?" asked Sam, calling down to the instructor below.

"Just drop down, the net will catch you!" the instructor called back, peppy.

Sam glanced over at Bucky.

"Yeah, we're not doing that. You're getting us down right now by lowering us," said Sam, firm yet still pleasant, trying to keep a smile on, trying to sound calm.

"...Or you can just drop down?" said the instructor, either not getting it or not wanting to get it.

Sam dropped the smile.

"You're getting us down how you got us up here. Now. We're not jumping," said Sam, losing patience with the instructor, "Not like you wouldn't be bringing it down eventually, anyways."

There were definitely mumbles from the crowd. Sam honestly didn't care. All that he cared about was that they were lowering the trapezes as requested and Bucky didn't have to fall in order to get down.

About a yard before they got to the net, Sam jumped down, knowing it probably freaked Bucky out but wanting to be down there before Bucky got down, Sam telling Bucky, "Hey, no. It's okay. I just wanted to be here. I'm right here for when you get - "

Bucky scrambled off the trapeze, his entire body sprawling on top of Sam, holding Sam. Sam reflexively held Bucky back just as tightly, hiding Bucky's face.

"I'm sorry," said Bucky, definitely in the midst of tampering down a panic attack, "I thought I could - I really did think I could - "

"Shh, it's okay," said Sam, fingers combing through Bucky's hair, "You're okay. Fuck the trapeze. The trapeze can get fucked. I'm fine on the net with you."

"Um. I'm sorry, sirs. But we... we have other people in the class," said the instructor.

Sam glowered at the guy, but then Bucky nodded, saying, "No, he's right. Let's just - "

Sam burst out into a fit of giggles as Bucky started rolling them off the net and onto the ground, rolling them away from the other people in the class, Bucky probably not caring enough about the opinions of the people in the class to care about the fact that they literally just rolled away from a bunch of other grown adults.

"You see? This is fun," said Sam, still giggling, "Ground things are fun. We can roll away from all awkward situations. And if we act shameless about it, the only people who think it makes the situation more awkward would be the people we don't want to be near."

Bucky chuckled into Sam's chest, still holding onto Sam tightly.

"I am sorry for messing this up," said Bucky after a while, calmed down, slumped on top of Sam, he and Sam the only two left in the gym, "I know you were looking forward to this."

"Eh, I'd rather hang out with you," said Sam, absently rubbing Bucky's back, "But maybe I'll go to trapeze class alone next time."

"Yeah," said Bucky with a sigh, "That might be for the best."

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