Back on the 100 words 100 days bs!! Im exciteddd!!! Have some soft sambucky 🦾🦅
Day 18: Bucky Barnes/Sam Wilson
“What’s it like, flying?” Bucky asks, he’s chewing slowly on some ration jerky while they wait for extraction.
It’s a cold, hellish place they’re in, the kind that wreaks havoc on his arm. Another Hydra cell crushed beneath his fist—and Sam’s steel-toed boots. You’d think, after decades, they’d’ve given up on the mountains. Evidently not.
He’s trying to keep his head on straight, though. Hence, the questions.
Sam shrugs, he keeps glancing at the sky, like looking at it will make the S.H.I.E.L.D. copter show up faster.
“It’s a little like falling. Ground swept up beneath you and suddenly you’re in open air.”
He always looks dynamite in his suit. Like a leading man ripped straight from a comic book, muscles highlighted by the sleek fibre metal, cheekbones framed by the headpiece.
Bucky coughs.
“I know that feeling.”
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