#source: sammy-souffle

[teenwolfpackincorrectcaptions]

Stiles: I feel like I am the only one putting effort into our relationship.

Derek: Just because I refuse to call you my "cuddle bunny" doesn't mean I am not putting effort into this relationship, Stiles.

Stiles: Well, I call you my "Honeybun, sugar plum" all the time.

Derek: Which I have begged you not to.

Eli: We all have.

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[babygirl-diaz]

29 or 31 for a Sambucky prompt fic <3 love your work btw

((Thank you so much, anon. I really appreciate it! I went with number 29: You’re leaving for something dangerous and I can’t help but kiss you))

***

Bucky watched from the bench as Sam put on his gear in the locker room.

"Do you have to go now?" Bucky asked. "Can't you wait for me to back from my mission? Then we can go together."

“Bucky, if Rumlow really is back then it’s my responsibility to take him down,” Sam told him.

“It’s both our responsibility,” Bucky threw back. “He’s HYDRA and if he’s back then we both need to take him down. So just wait a couple days. Please.”

“Do you know the damage he could do in a couple days?” Sam asked pulling the cowl over the back of his head.

Bucky sighed and moved forward on the bench to press his hands together like a prayer. “I know, but—“

“He’s extremely dangerous and it was our job —mine and Steve’s— to bring him to justice. I need to know if we failed. And I need you to support me.” Sam was not wearing his goggles, so Bucky could see the hopeful look in his eyes and how could he say no to that?

Bucky stood up from the bench, and moved to stand in front of Sam. Without really thinking about it, he reached out and touched Sam’s cheek.

They were so close, oh, so close, that Bucky could hear Sam’s shallow breathing.

“Buck?” He called out softly.

Instead of saying anything, Bucky leaned in and kissed him. The kiss started out slow and chaste and Bucky was about to pull away when Sam pulled him back and deepened it. Their lips expertly moved against each other’s like they had been doing this for ages? Why hadn’t they been doing this for ages? Bucky wondered to himself.

Bucky pressed Sam against the lockers and continued to kiss him, as his hands traveled down to Sam’s ass and stayed there.

“I love you,” Bucky said in between the kisses and then realized what he just said and pulled away immediately. “Shit, I-“

Sam put a finger on Bucky’s lips and smiled. “I love you too, Buck,” he said.

Bucky felt his eyes widen in surprise. “Really?” He asked.

“Yes,” Sam replied, and reached out to touch Bucky’s cheek. “And Buck?”

“Yeah?”

“I’ll be fine,” Sam said. “And I’ll be back before you know it. So don’t you go on worrying that pretty little head of yours.” A smirk appeared on his face and pulled Bucky in for another kiss.

***

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[fayewonglibrary]

Long Live the Queen (2005)

Singer Faye Wong hinted she was going to quit showbiz. An aghast Life! writer pens a letter to her pleading with her to change her mind

by Hong Xinyi

DEAR Faye,

Last week, both your manager Chan Kar Ying and music producer Zhang Yadong hinted that you were thinking about retiring from showbiz.

Don’t do it.

I know, I know. It’s no fun being the only real diva in the Chinese pop scene. After all, the competition out there is lacklustre. Since the incomparable Anita Mui died of cancer in 2003, no one has quite catapulted successfully into the diva stratosphere.

Singapore’s Stefanie Sun shows a lot of promise. With her distinctive voice and an arsenal of catchy songs, she was caught on like wildfire in the region. Just last Saturday, she was named the Best Female Artiste at Taiwan’s prestigious 16th annual Golden Melody Awards.

But while Sun has commercial clout, she is not yet the stuff of showbiz legends like you are.

Since you wisely abandoned the moniker Shirley Wong (Wang Jingwen) as well as the career trajectory of a generic popster in 1992, your music and personal style have repeatedly proved that standing out is more fun than fitting in.

You led your life with the same kind of insouciance you brought to your career. In 1997, at the height of your fame, you had a daughter, Jingtong, with rocker Dou Wei, then promptly disappeared from the public eye for almost a year.

Defying all expectations, your star just kept on rising. Years before Demi Moore was flaunting her toy boy Ashton Kutcher, you were leading a blushing Nicholas Tse - who was 11 years your junior - by the hand out of karaoke pubs in 2000.

With unflappable nonchalance, you completely disregarded the Hong Kong paparrazi’s obsession with your life, including your divorce from Dou in 1999 and your ever-changing images.

Your fans didn’t seem to care much about the gossip either.

Not that the other female pop stars out there don’t attract tabloid attention. At the beginning of her career in 1996, Taiwan’s A*mei looked all set for the big time. However, her fate changed in 2000, when she sang Taiwan’s anthem at the inauguration of President Chen Shui-bian, prompting China to ban her from performing there. The ensuing bad press, and a string of mediocre albums, has stalled her previously promising career.

And while her powerhouse voice delivers her trademark anguished ballads with aplomb, the same cannot be said for others. Sammi Cheng has a pretty decent flair for fashion, but comparing her vocals to yours is like putting a soggy pandan cake next to a gossamer-light souffle.

Your voice and delivery remain unique, despite imitations by singers from Chiang Mei-chi to Grace Chow. They channel your crystalline sweetness without realising your singing can be icicle-cold at the same time. Only chanteuse Sandy Lam’s breathy tender purr is on a par with this distinctive style.

Kelly Chen’s weedy voice and dead eyes make her unfit for your throne. CoCo Lee is busy trying to repackage herself as a Chinese Beyonce.

Now, I’m not a big fan of your Cocteau Twins (whom you collaborated with) and Cranberries phase, but while you imitated the styles of these groups, you at least never tried to aggressively court the West.

And let’s just give the likes of sweetie-pies Gigi Leung, Jolin Tsai and Miriam Yeung a collective pat on the back for trying. Not even close, honeys.

Karen Mok is certainly cool, has a unique voice and some pretty good songs. But whereas you are both known for not humouring the press, she comes across as haughty when rubbed the wrong way. Your reticence, however, reflects your genuine spaciness.

Not ice maiden but nice maiden

HOW do I know this? Because since becoming a full-time journalist about a year ago, one of the highlights of my short career has been talking to you.

It happened in October last year. You were doing press for Wong Kar Wai’s 2046 from a hotel room in Shanghai, and it felt completely surreal when you answered my long-distance call.

And, to my great relief, you were not the truculent ice-maiden the press has often made you out to be.

Your perplexed pauses as you tried to articulate your rambling thoughts seemed only to show that you were just not cut out for the sort of glib PR spiel that other manufactured posters spew.

You even revealed a deadpan sense of humour when you talked about one of your 2046 characters, an android. “She has no facial expressions and doesn’t feel emotions. I guess some might feel that was like me,” you said, with the barest hint of a chuckle.

It was a memorable experience for someone who has been a fan since the age of 13.

Your first major feature film, 1994’s Chungking Express, inspired me to get the pixie-cut you sported.

Your music supplied the theme songs for the soundtrack of my life, as your voice changed from the ethereal ballads in 1994’s Mystery (Mi) to the trance-inflected whispers and operatic soundscapes of 2000’s Fable (Yu Yan).

I obsessed over my first crush to Ambiguous (Ai Mei, from 1995’s Di-Dar) and nursed my first heartbreak with Overthrown (Tui Fan, from 1999’s Only Loving Strangers).

Sometimes, you did disappoint. 2001’s Faye Wong (the album) and 2003’s To Love (Jiang Ai) generally left me cold with their impenetrable lyrics and aloof delivery.

But at your best, you showed us that Chinese pop isn’t just sappy love songs and cheesy dance tracks.

You sang about becoming a mother in Tong (from 1998’s Wanderlust). You sang about simply being bored (Men, from 1997’s Faye Wong). You released songs with no words whatsoever, scatting whimsically in 1996’s Restless (Fu Zao).

So, please don’t retire yet. Get married to China actor Li Yapeng. Take a break. But don’t disappear.

Over the course of the past 10 years, you have changed the rules of the Chinese showbiz game. Don’t leave us to the mercy of wannabe nymphets and soul-less songstresses now.

Sincerely, Xinyi

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SOURCE: THE STRAITS TIMES / LIFE

[shortsrifle7-blog]

The Essential Guide to Breakfast at Disney World

At Walt Disney World, nearly everything qualifies as a breakfast. Hot dogs are slung by 10 a.m., last night’s desserts double as sugary morning fare, and the Dole Whip stand opens earlier than your usual workday begins. Truly, there are no rules.

But while the options are boundless, sitting down to a full meal of eggs, bacon, and toast here can be a merciless catch-22: You either cannibalize your early-morning park time (precious hours when ride lines are shorter than usual) with dining, or forego the serious sustenance required for the long day ahead.

There are, in fact, some fantastic eye-openers on the property, but you’ll have to know where to find them. Which is why we’ve highlighted the best breakfast tacos to scarf on the run, specialty foods worth taking a break for, and when you should just rely on the emergency granola bars in your backpack.

Desperate for caffeine? The most obvious options are called out below, but refer to Eater’s comprehensive guide to coffee and tea across the property for info on where to get hopped up throughout the day.

The famous Cat Tail pastry at the Cheshire Café

Magic Kingdom

With an updated park entry procedure, having a reservation no longer gets you into the park as early as it used to. Character dining options are either the Crystal Palace buffet with Winnie The Pooh & Friends (don’t knock it, Eeyore is a delight) or the iconic Cinderella’s Royal Table, with tableside princess visits inside the castle’s upper towers. The only other sit-down options are Plaza Restaurant, which just introduced breakfast, and Be Our Guest (more on that below).

Signature morning sweets include Cheshire Café’s eponymous “cat tail,” a pink and purple icing-drizzled Danish log, and the warm jumbo cinnamon roll at Gaston’s Tavern; both are fine, not great. If you prefer to start the day with a macaroni-and-cheese-topped hot dog, you’re in luck, because Cosmic Ray’s, Lunching Pad, and Casey’s Corner all start serving lunch fare bright ’n’ early at 10 a.m — with the frozen pineapple favorite, Dole Whip, up for grabs as early as 9 a.m.

Top Pick: Sleepy Hollow, whose freshly made sweet and savory waffle sandwiches hit the spot, unless you indulge in a Mickey-shaped one instead. (Late risers, take note: the ham, egg, and cheese waffle sammy is served ’till noon.) Avoid: Be Our Guest. The hottest ticket in town is a travesty at breakfast time, when a chaotic pre-order format ruins its delightful Beauty and the Beast-themed interiors. The food isn’t terrible and comes out lightning quick, but it remains a pricey breakfast that’s not entirely worth it. Coffee: The Main Street Bakery (halfway down the main drag, right-hand side) hides the park’s very own Starbucks, while a Joffrey’s Revive stand in Tomorrowland (by Space Mountain) serves solid coffee without the long lines.

Disney’s Hollywood Studios

Morning options are tough to come by inside this timeless take on Tinseltown, with most quick-service locations opening early with lunchtime foods in busy months, but grab-and-go eats, such as the whoopie pie-like carrot cake cookie, at the Trolley Car Café Starbucks are a reliable choice. That is, if you’re not eating omelets and Mickey waffles with familiar Disney Junior faces at Hollywood & Vine, the only spot in the park offering character dining.

Top Pick: Woody’s Lunch Box in Toy Story Land. The strange delights at this quick-service stand are worth stopping for, particularly the indulgent scrambled-egg bowl with smoked brisket, gravy-smothered tater tots, and a s’mores French toast breakfast sandwich with graham-crusted brioche. It’s less sweet than it sounds, and you can even use Disney’s mobile-ordering service to skip the line. Avoid: ...eating lunch fare at 10 a.m. It won’t end well. Coffee: Starbucks is located within the Trolley Car Café (at end of the entrance’s central stretch, right-hand side), but a Joffrey’s Coffee stand is conveniently lurking at the entrance of Toy Story Land.

Cheesy stuffed croissants at Les Halles Boulangerie

Epcot

Epcot’s World Showcase is the place to chow down on international cuisine within themed pavilions during the day, but only Mexico, Norway, and France are open pre-11 a.m. If you’re back there — most likely for a morning ride on Frozen Ever After — there are sweet Scandinavian pastries and a salmon-and-egg bagel at Kringla Bakeri Og Kafe, or Mexican specialties like chilaquiles and pambazo de chorizo con huevo at Cantina de San Angel.

You won’t totally destroy your plans by sitting down for breakfast, so munch on a family-sized platter of hearty staples with Chip ’n’ Dale, Pluto, and Mickey Mouse at Garden Grill or with a bevy of princesses at Norway’s part-buffet, part-restaurant Akershus Royal Banquet Hall, the park’s two character dining locations. If you’re just putzing around Future World between morning Fastpass reservations and need a quick bite, Sunshine Seasons, with its souffle, croissant egg sandwich, and healthy options like a tofu wrap and overnight oats, is your best bet.

Top Pick: Les Halles Boulangerie in the World Showcase’s France pavilion for a tempting bakery case of croissants and chocolate-filled pastries, along with ham- and cheese-stuffed croissants, quiches, and croque monsieurs. Avoid: Waiting until World Showcase opens at 11 a.m. Have a little something, even if it’s a piece of fruit — you’ll want to pace yourself once the real eating begins. Coffee: Here, Starbucks is called Fountain View; walk past Spaceship Earth and it’ll be on your right-hand side, across from the fountain. Can’t wait? There are Joffrey’s Coffee kiosks beneath the monorail station, over by Test Track, and within the World Showcase.

Disney’s Animal Kingdom

Given that your morning plans likely include waiting for the immensely popular Avatar: Flight of Passage ride, skip the sad pastries sold at pop-up stands nearby and send a family member to retrieve French toast sticks, sausage-and-egg biscuits, or sweet pineapple lumpia from Pandora’s nearby Pongu Pongu stand. (The line now snakes through an outdoor walkway between Pandora and Africa, alleviating any difficulty of shimmying through a proper queue to find them — a big Disney no-no.)

Your only true sit-down options are Tusker House, a character breakfast buffet with good food and a few African options (mealie pap, beef bobotie) or, gulp, Rainforest Cafe, so opt for the former if you’re inclined. It’s got the core characters — Mickey, Daisy, Donald, and Goofy — and some of the best grub, too.

Top Pick: Yak & Yeti Local Foods Cafe. The quick-service counter in Asia has an array of made-to-order sunrise sandwiches — bacon and egg on challah toast, sausage and egg on an English muffin — as well as a breakfast burrito and tacos, all served with herbed hash-brown bites. Avoid: Kusafiri Coffee Shop, the kiosk in Africa whose oversized Mickey-shaped cinnamon roll is not as good as Instagram would have you believe. Coffee: Creature Comforts houses the park’s Starbucks (take the left at the park’s emblematic Tree of Life; it’ll be on your left-hand side), but if you’re headed toward DinoLand U.S.A., Isle of Java is more convenient.

Tonga toast at the Polynesian Village

Around the Resort

All Disney Resort hotels offer breakfast, but only some are worth changing your plans for:

Disney’s Polynesian Village Resort: Kona Cafe offers loco moco and macadamia-nut pancakes, but is most famously known for the cinnamon sugar-crusted, banana-stuffed sourdough loaf that is Tonga Toast. Reservations can be tough to nab, so you can also grab the toast to go (sans strawberry compote) at Capt. Cook’s.

Disney’s Yacht Club: Ale & Compass offers one of the best breakfast buffets in the park (they’ve even got whitefish salad!) as a small upcharge to its selection of inventive entrees that are, for the time being at least, priced competitively.

Disney’s Animal Kingdom Lodge: Sanaa’s limited but substantial breakfast menu, paired with up-close views of animals, makes it a top choice time and time again.

Disney’s BoardWalk Inn: If you’re looking to give your kids some princess magic and yourself a table-service breakfast (poached eggs with fennel sausage; sopressata-stuffed breakfast calzone) far superior to the character buffets, Trattoria al Forno is the spot.

Disney’s Grand Floridian Resort & Spa: 1900 Park Fare is the ol’ standard when it comes to character dining, but Grand Floridian Cafe not-so-secretly has one of the best breakfast menus (and calmest atmospheres) on property.

Walt Disney World Swan & Dolphin Resort: Fuel is the ideal lobby pit-stop, with a full espresso bar, egg sandwiches, and endless packaged snacks ideal for scarfing while waiting for the Magic Kingdom bus.

Four Seasons Resort Orlando at Walt Disney World Resort: Ravello not only has a superior breakfast buffet, but hosts character dining a couple days a week, giving you quality time with Goofy, Mickey, and Minnie alongside a gourmet spread of charcuterie, house-made granola, and eggs made to order.

Disney’s Caribbean Beach Resort: The perk of staying at a Disney hotel that recently underwent renovations is an updated quick-service menu that almost always includes unexpected surprises. Enjoy breakfast Cubans, coconut waffles, and a chorizo tostones Benedict at Centertown Market or try the cream cheese-guava French toast and yucca hash at the hotel’s Spyglass Grille.

Disney’s Port Orleans Resort — French Quarter: Load up on breakfast po’ boys, baguette French toast, breakfast shrimp and grits bowls, and beignets from the quick-service counters at Sassagoula Floatworks & Food Factory.

Disney’s Art of Animation: Long heralded as the best quick-service food of all value-tier hotels, Landscape of Flavors delivers a strong and varied bounty, with breakfast sandwiches on naan bread, challah French toast, and vegan seitan scrambles.

Source: https://www.eater.com/2018/12/21/18138029/best-breakfast-restaurants-walt-disney-world-florida

[babygirl-diaz]

Drunken Confessions

((As requested by @shititbe. Thanks, my friend! I'm going to go with number 15: Drunkenly confessing feelings))

***

Sam stumbled through the hotel room and repeatedly smacked his hand against the wall to find the light switch and turn it on. When he did, he took off his jacket and tossed it aside before falling back onto a couch. He then took out his phone and sadly stared at a picture of himself and Bucky. He missed Bucky. The former Winter Soldier was in Delacroix while Sam was in New Orleans, attending a friend's bachelor's weekend.

He did not bother to check the time before calling his friend.

"Sam?" Bucky asked. "Are you okay?"

"Buckyyyyyyy!" Sam said excitedly. "Yeah, I'm good."

"Are you drunk?"

Sam could hear the concern in Bucky's voice.

"No..." Sam lied before chuckling and saying, "Yeah, I am."

"Where are you right now?"

"In my hotel room," Sam pouted. He wanted to drink some more, but his friends dragged him back to the hotel.

"Okay, good." Bucky audibly let out a breath of relief.

"I wish you were here.I miss you," Sam told him, and threw his head back against the couch.

"What?" Bucky asked. "Y- you don't mean that."

"Yes, I do!" Sam argued. "I miss you so much."

Bucky went quiet for a while and Sam assumed that had he hung up on him.

"Bucky?" He called out softly.

"Why?" Bucky asked.

"Why what?"

"Why do you miss me?" Bucky continued to ask.

"Because...." Sam whined and trailed off. His eyes were closing, and he was struggling to keep them open.

"Because what, Sam?" Bucky was a little stern this time.

"Because I love you," Sam admitted.

Silence fell over them again. "You're drunk."

"Yes, I am," Sam replied. "But doesn't mean that I don't love you. Because I do."

"Let's talk about this when you sober up," Bucky told him. "Goodnight, Sam"

Bucky hung up on him before Sam could say anything else.

Not being the one to give up, Sam called him again.

"Sam... go to sleep," Bucky sighed on the phone.

"What are you wearing?" Sam asked instead. "Are you sleeping naked like you usually do?"

"Are you trying to have phone sex with me?"

Sam heard the amusement in Bucky's voice

A wave of dizziness hit Sam as he got up from the couch. He started unbuttoning his shirt and slipped it off his shoulder. "I just took off my shirt." He announced.

"Sam..." Bucky breathed out.

Sam put the phone between his ear and shoulder as he fumbled with his belt.

"Sam," Bucky said as a warning this time.

"I want you, Buck," Sam said as he dropped his pants to the floor and stepped out of it.

"That brings me back to my previous point. You're drunk," Bucky told him.

Sam fell back on the couch again and replied, "I am, but I still want you." He trailed his hand down his body, but right before he reached into his boxers, he heard silence on the phone again.

"Bucky?" He called out but got no answer.

"Bucky?" He called out again.

"I love you too, Sam, but I'm not having phone sex with you while you're drunk."

With that, he hung up on him again.

***

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[babygirl-diaz]

how about number 1, 17 or 45? 🥰

((Thank youuuuuuu @barneswilsonrogers! I went with number 1! 🤗))

***

Without even thinking about it, Steve grabbed Sam's hand and ran down the street. He could hear General Ross' soldiers getting close, so he pulled Sam into an alleyway and wrapped his arms around the other man's waist, holding him close.

"How did they find us?" Sam asked.

"I don't know. I thought we left them behind in Sweden," Steve replied.

Steve pulled Sam closer, and Sam got with the program, burying his face in Steve's neck as they pretended to make out.

Steve could hear the soldiers walking past the alleyway, most likely ignoring them. "Public displays of affection make people uncomfortable," Natasha had once told Steve.

Sam and Steve stayed close for several minutes, even after the soldiers left. Steve got goosebumps as felt Sam's warm breath against the column of his neck.

Sam slowly pulled away and looked into Steve's eyes while biting on his lips.

Steve watched him intently as Sam worried his bottom lip between his teeth. He wanted to take Sam's lip and pull on it himself. It looked so inviting.

"Wow... we're close," Sam nervously chuckled, as he broke the silence.

Steve chuckled as well and looked down, though he still didn't let go of Sam's waist. "Does it bother you?" He asked, looking up at the other man again.

"No," Sam replied without missing a beat.

Before Steve could stop himself, both he and Sam were leaning in and kissing each other.

***

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[babygirl-diaz]

Hello dear! The cliché prompt thing! A few different options stood out to me, but don't feel pressured!

#13 with SamSteve

#25 with SamBucky (seems like it might fit your slice-of-life kick!)

#47, dealer's choice! I love that trope.

((Hello, my friend, @questinwitchface! I absolutely love the cliche prompt thing! I am going with number 47: “I’ve been in love with you for years.”))

***

With long strides and a look of determination on his face, Bucky moved through the hospital. He was ready to take down anyone who dared to stop him. He stopped at the nurse’s station and asked for Sam’s room number and when they asked him what his relation to Sam was, he said, “I’m his husband,” without any hesitation.

The nurse, of course, did not look convinced, but she did not argue and gave Bucky the room number.

Bucky’s confidence waned the closer he got to the room. He wasn’t sure what to expect, but he was glad that at least Sam wasn’t in the ICU.

Sam looked so small and vulnerable when Bucky found him in his room. Banged up and bruised all over, he looked like he fought a wood chipper and lost.

Bucky fell back onto the chair next to Sam's bed, and without really thinking about it, he reached out to take Sam's hand into his own.

"I'm sorry," he started to say. "I am so sorry." He could feel tears forming in his eyes, but he made no move to wipe them away. "I should have been there. I should have saved you."

Bucky wasn't with Sam on this mission because he was on a different mission of his own. He got intel that a faction of HYDRA might be active again, and he left to deal with it without so much as saying goodbye to Sam. It was his job to have Sam's back. It was his job to keep Sam safe, and he failed at it.

Bucky brought Sam's hand to his lips and kissed it as he cried. "I love you so much," he admitted. "I can't live without you. Please come back to me." He continued to hold on to Sam's hand and cry for what seemed like hours.

"B- Buck?" Bucky heard Sam's groggy voice and immediately became alert.

"Sam?" He called out and touched Sam's head. "You're awake."

"And you're crying," Sam threw back.

Bucky immediately wiped his tears away and cleared his throat. "I got something in my eye."

"Yeah, you got big tears in your eye," Sam replied.

At least he had his sense of humor back. That was a good sign.

"I had a dream..." Sam admitted. "...a dream where you told me you loved me."

Bucky wanted to joke and tell him that that sounded more like a nightmare, but then he decided to tell him the truth.

"It wasn't a dream," Bucky told him. "I- I really do love you. I've been in love with you for years."

"W- what?" Sam asked.

"I love you, Sam," Bucky repeated himself. He was willing to repeat himself for the rest of his life.

"Bucky-"

"Sam, you don't have to say anything."

"Bucky-"

"I know you don't feel the same way..."

"Bucky-"

"I don't know if I can take the rejection..."

"Oh my god, Bucky, will you shut up!" Sam tried sitting up on the bed but groaned in pain.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't move." Bucky was immediately by Sam's bed, gently pushing him back down.

Sam grabbed Bucky's hand, much to his surprise. "Buck... I love you too," he said.

And Bucky was sure he might need the bed next to Sam.

***

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