Sam let Steve take his hand after a moment then sighed and turned his face away. "I get the feeling he doesn't like me anyways." He looked back up at Steve.
"I came down to check on how you were doing. Guess you're doing just fine." He frowned, then stepped in towards Steve. He leaned up and pressed their lips together. He watched Bucky straighten up from the corner of his eye then stood, features twisted in something like jealousy and anger.
Bucky watched Sam go from angry to kissing Steve in a matter of moments and stared, still not sure if he trusted Sam so close to his best friend. Not only was Sam a man, he was also black. The thought that they were doing something that could get Steve in trouble made him mad. It might have been 70 years, but it had still been only 70 years and Bucky couldn't imagine people being so open to Steve - Captain America - being with another man.
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"I came down to check on how you were doing. Guess you're doing just fine." He frowned, then stepped in towards Steve. He leaned up and pressed their lips together. He watched Bucky straighten up from the corner of his eye then stood, features twisted in something like jealousy and anger.
Bucky watched Sam go from angry to kissing Steve in a matter of moments and stared, still not sure if he trusted Sam so close to his best friend. Not only was Sam a man, he was also black. The thought that they were doing something that could get Steve in trouble made him mad. It might have been 70 years, but it had still been only 70 years and Bucky couldn't imagine people being so open to Steve - Captain America - being with another man.