"Hey, it's your head injury." Bucky couldn't help the way he rolled his eyes at that, then stood up and walked back around to the other side of the bed. "Better?" he asked simply as he sat down again. "Or is this not the right spot either?"
Okay, maybe he was being a bit of a little shit with that remark, but Bucky didn't really care. He'd just been trying to look out for Steve by taking the left side.
Plus, while his left arm could pick up on things like touch and pressure, it couldn't feel things like warmth.
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Date: 2026-01-03 06:08 pm (UTC)Okay, maybe he was being a bit of a little shit with that remark, but Bucky didn't really care. He'd just been trying to look out for Steve by taking the left side.
Plus, while his left arm could pick up on things like touch and pressure, it couldn't feel things like warmth.