[Bucky's hand stills, frowning down at Zevran. His lower lip still tingles from the bite, and his head is spinning from the need slowly enveloping him.]
I thought -
[His shoulders hunch inward, and he drops his arms back to his side.]
I shouldn't have.
[He lowers his eyes, reaching for the soap so that he can begin to wash himself. Bucky had thought he was reading Zevran correctly. That he wanted Bucky too, and that the memories he had of them together meant that he'd be okay with Bucky needing this. He was wrong and it's fine. They can shower and after, if Zevran wants, he might hold him again.]
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I thought -
[His shoulders hunch inward, and he drops his arms back to his side.]
I shouldn't have.
[He lowers his eyes, reaching for the soap so that he can begin to wash himself. Bucky had thought he was reading Zevran correctly. That he wanted Bucky too, and that the memories he had of them together meant that he'd be okay with Bucky needing this. He was wrong and it's fine. They can shower and after, if Zevran wants, he might hold him again.]