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Trust Only You

trust ONLY you

Intimacy is wonderful, no doubt...but you just can't. For you, you can't let someone in like that, can't let your guard down, or just don't want to. There's also the possibility that you actually cannot be close and candid like that, unless you want to risk their safety and yours. It could, however, be a much more normal case: you were burned in the past by someone, and you don't want that to happen again, or no matter how much of an open book you are in all other aspects of your life, sexuality makes you clam up and retreat.

You just can't be with someone - at least not just anyone.

Until the right person comes along, then everything changes. Their strength, their kindness, or their trust in you makes you trust them; finally, there's someone you can be honest with and be comfortable enough with to explore a side of you that's had to be locked up. Whenever you have an urge, you can turn to a partner who can give you relief. Whether your tastes be a kink you've always secretly had or just a vanilla, consensual connection, don't be hesitant to let go.

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Gotcha. ( scott's already looking for the materials necessary for cleaning for part maintenance. there's a whole new brand of hero worship that awakens in him seeing sam work on his tech the way he does; now all he wants to do is a good job for him. ) Hey, when was the last time you did a tune-up?

[ He ponders that briefly. ]

Some time after what went down on Sokovia. I was on another mission.

[ A mission that has now come to a complete close. Sam still wished he had found Bucky earlier - and saved them all this trouble. Not that it was Bucky's fault. ]

Are you ever not on missions? ( he smiles a bit, happy to watch sam opening and dismantling and trying to memorise what he can at first glance. ) You know, taking a break?

( what first pieces he's allowed to, he cleans with meticulous attention to detail. )

Sounds like you and Captain America are always trying to save the world somehow.

Sure. The jump in activity only happened once I got to know Steve.

[ And everything went downhill? Uphill? Sam isn't even sure some days. It's just been a ride. ]

Before he was just some asshole who kept making fun of me.

And I was the asshole who stole your tech! Maybe you just attract assholes, which really isn't fair considering you're one of the nicer ones around here.

( scott blows very gently after having wiped a certain piece down. )

What'd you do before this? Y'know, before the whole... superhero thing.

I really hope that's not my superpower.

[ Sam glances at his wings, thinking of times long gone. ]

I was a pilot. Now I just help people with PTSD - other veterans like me. I was grounded so . . . [ He shrugs. ] Best to help out where I can.

( sam isn't just a nice guy. he's a great guy. scott actually has to look up from his work just to stare at him, sort of awed.

he wonders what it's like to be able to give so much to so many. )

Sounds pretty Sam Wilson-y. ( not that he knows sam particularly closely, but the image just fits. ) PTSD, though, huh...

Is that why you were a pilot?

Yeah, I mean. Being part of something bigger was just something you went along with at the time.

[ And Riley was always there, so there was no question of what Sam would have done. ]

( scott smiles a bit. )

I wouldn't have known the feeling then, but I sure know it now.

's why I answered your call when you went lookin' for me.

I appreciate that, really.

[ He still feels a little bad, especially for Scott's family. ]

You really bailed us out. Cap wouldn't have gotten away.

You were trying to keep a bunch of Winter Soldiers from popping up in the world--figured I should'a helped where I could.

( scott offers a grin. he does miss cassie something awful; wishes he could apologise to the pyms for how poorly he'd acted when he told them he had to save the world. but he's sure there'll be time for that at some point. or at least, he likes to have faith. )

'course, I didn't expect things to turn out like this, but it really isn't the worst that's happened to me. ( having finished his cleaning, scott sets to work getting the machinery itself put together. ) This time I got to tell my little girl goodbye before leaving to be a hero.

[ According to Steve, Zemo had killed the other Super Soldiers. The whole thing was one big twisted game of vengeance and retribution. It made him queasy. Zemo's not the first they have hurt. ]

I'm glad you had that.

I'm glad, too. ( scott smiles a bit, ducking his head to find sam's gaze where it's averted. his head cants to the side gently. ) I don't regret anything, sir.

Don't think too much about it--I mean, I'm sure everyone had some idea of what they were getting into.

I'm happy I answered your call. I'm happy I get to be here helping you fix your wings.

It's not that bad a deal.

[ Sam absorbs that quietly. ]

Okay. Okay, you win. But on one condition.

What's that?

You stop calling me sir.

I-- ( there's something there scott should be latching onto, but he's still a little too dense to figure it out. )

... mister?

Scott.

... dude.

Dude! S-... Sam?

Yes, Sam! C'mon, we just fought the Avengers together. Well, half of them.

I mean--I know we did! I know, I was there, I remember very clearly what it felt like to bang my helmeted head against the runway of a German airport and how nice that was but it--

Holy cow, really!?

This should not be news at this point, Scott. Seriously.

[ He claps his shoulder. ] So lighten up.

( scott jumps a little. )

Okay, Sam.

( and gets pretty giddy about it. )

Shit. Sam? Really? ( here comes the face-splitting grin. ) You have no idea how hard it is for me to keep my voice at an acceptable volume right now.

Well, you haven't started squeaking yet, so I'll give it a pass.

[ Sam grins. Scott's enthusiasm was infectious. ] Just don't wear yourself out. And then we'll work you up to saying Steve's name.

I like how you think I need training for this kinda stuff.

Because... it's true. You can't see it, but I'm crying a little inside. ( he laughs, ducking his head to get back to work on the pack that might've started it all--and maybe to hide the small smile tugging at his lips, too. ) I mean... having you for a friend just made this whole fugitive thing a lot easier to deal with.

And I know, I know--that's sappy. Gross. Who says shit like that?

But it doesn't make it any less true.

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sam's so cute holy shit

NO YOU

"Yes, Sam!" IS JUST SO GOOD I HEARD IT IN MY HEAD AND DIED A LITTLE

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