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Bucky hadn't managed to talk to SamHe knew that Sam was friends with Steve and that he was Steve's best friendLogically he should have already met Sam and talked to him, but no.Bucky was a little jealous of SteveSteve could talk to Sam whenever he wanted but Bucky couldn'tHe almost prayed for an excuse that would make them talk together but Bucky wouldn't stoop to that.He is still the best player on the SHIELD hockey team.Even if it's true that Bucky would still like to have an excuse to talk to Sam, although he wouldn't pray for thatMaybe God heard himOr maybe it was all just chanceOr maybe otherStill, Bucky bumps into Sam at their university library during a break like a huge romantic clicheBucky can't not notice that the skater is slightly shorter than him.When their eyes meet, Bucky easily gets lost in the beautiful color.Sam has to snap his fingers in front of him to bring him back to reality.-Hey, are you still here? he asks laughing.Bucky stammers an apology embarrassed.-Don't worry James. Are you okay?A little angel passes by.Sam knows his name.Sam fucking Wilson knows his nameOh my goshBucky is so surprised by the news that he forgets to answer.-James?He recovers-Yes, yes, excuse me-No worry ! What are you doing here? Is it time for your training yet?-No, there is one day of rest per week for the muscles Sam raised his eyebrows surprised by the news-And you? I heard that you have a competition but how are you going to do it?Sam looked at him and seemed to think-I don't know yet. We train out ice for the moment but we're going to go see with Nat, Clint and a few others, if there isn't a free slotBucky nodded.A slightly awkward silence settled between the two athletes.Bucky didn't know what to say anymore. He wasn't close to Sam and didn't know the subjects that interested him.Unlike Steve who, one, was friends with Sam and, two, was more outgoing than him.Bucky didn't really know how to fuel a conversation. It was the others who did it. He had never encountered this problem before since he only chatted amicably with Steve.-How do you know my name?Bucky didn't know where this question came from. He found it awful and childish. If a hole opened under his feet, he would gladly throw himself into it.The hockey player was almost mortified with embarrassment. "How do you know my name?", he could have just as easily asked what university he came from.What a looser, he thinksSam looked at him surprised which increased his embarrassment but before dying of embarrassement he heard his laugh.The most beautiful music to his ears.He could have killed to hear it indefinitelyOr simply record it to heard it wherever and whenever he wanted-Steve often talks to me about you. You are literally a god to him. I couldn't wait to meet youBucky didn't know what to say anymore. There was a mixture of joy and at the same time embarrassment inside his stomach. He didn't know how to reactSam Wilson, the guy he is obsessed with likes want to meet him so bad-Steve calls you Bucky, I can call you that if you don't like your name, Sam retracted-Oh... yes, yes you can call me thatBucky likes Sam when he calls him James but it'll be weird and suspicious for his friends. He can wait for the moment.The skater smiled at him. They looked into each other's eyes for another ten minutes before parting-Maybe I should go-Y-yeah Bucky scratched the back of his head to let Sam pass-Good...good luck with your competition-Thanks, to you too BuckyThe hockey player watched Sam walk away into the aisles of the library
Bucky sounds good too in Sam's mouth
He can't wait to see him again