[Bucky watches Will crouch in front of him and any other teasing words die on his lips, leaving him just staring with slightly afraid eyes down at the other man.]
Listen.
[Why is his throat suddenly dry.]
...I'm not good at being worked on like this, medically. If I freak out, you have to run away from me.
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Listen.
[Why is his throat suddenly dry.]
...I'm not good at being worked on like this, medically. If I freak out, you have to run away from me.