He doesn't quite know what he's apologizing for. Not until he brushes his lips against Bucky's. He doesn't think about it before he does it. It just... sort of happens. Sam's dying, and this is what he reaches for. And it's unfair, to kiss without asking for permission, to kiss Bucky when Sam's not gonna make it through. And yet...
It's brief. Just a sweet, tender brush of lips against lips before Sam pulls back again.
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He doesn't quite know what he's apologizing for. Not until he brushes his lips against Bucky's. He doesn't think about it before he does it. It just... sort of happens. Sam's dying, and this is what he reaches for. And it's unfair, to kiss without asking for permission, to kiss Bucky when Sam's not gonna make it through. And yet...
It's brief. Just a sweet, tender brush of lips against lips before Sam pulls back again.