[ There was a shot of tension through Will's body, that desperate need for autonomy that never completely left him. But Bucky's arms, his lap, being held like this was so familiar and warm that with a soft noise Will pushed aside his own stubbornness and pressed closer.
It was selfish of him. Pressed against Bucky like this, the ex-profiler was all too aware that he must feel like an ice sculpture; particularly when he folded up his legs to get his toes on muscular calves. But he pressed his face to Barnes' collar bone and though his eyes were still closed, he could not picture the man behind his lids.
The wash of warm breath and low words slid over his fractured mind like a soothing ointment, blotting out the itch of faces and men who were destructive horrors. Leaving behind only the moment a place Will often struggled to live in, but strove to make the most of when he had time with ]
James. [ He breathed out softly.
Two breaths while his fingers found the fabric of the larger man's shirt and tangled into it, anchoring himself and pushing back to business. ]
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It was selfish of him. Pressed against Bucky like this, the ex-profiler was all too aware that he must feel like an ice sculpture; particularly when he folded up his legs to get his toes on muscular calves. But he pressed his face to Barnes' collar bone and though his eyes were still closed, he could not picture the man behind his lids.
The wash of warm breath and low words slid over his fractured mind like a soothing ointment, blotting out the itch of faces and men who were destructive horrors. Leaving behind only the moment a place Will often struggled to live in, but strove to make the most of when he had time with ]
James. [ He breathed out softly.
Two breaths while his fingers found the fabric of the larger man's shirt and tangled into it, anchoring himself and pushing back to business. ]
Tell me.