[ Steve sensed it, and a part of him was heartened by the hint of refusal in his voice -- this meant that Bucky was getting better, getting more of himself back. It would take awhile, of course, but progress was progress.
He was studying him closely, watching every flicker of reaction with care, aware that he had to keep an eye on his every reaction. Nodding, he simply stepped over to the bathtub; it would be a little cramped for them with not much room to move, but if Bucky got on top of him, it would be all right.
Steve stripped, stepping into the water, and sat in the tub before he held his hand out to him. ] We'll make do. Come sit in my lap.
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He was studying him closely, watching every flicker of reaction with care, aware that he had to keep an eye on his every reaction. Nodding, he simply stepped over to the bathtub; it would be a little cramped for them with not much room to move, but if Bucky got on top of him, it would be all right.
Steve stripped, stepping into the water, and sat in the tub before he held his hand out to him. ] We'll make do. Come sit in my lap.