Bucky finally sat up, still breathing hard and looking sick, but at least he didn't feel like his heart was going to burst out of his chest at any moment. He didn't shrug off Steve's touch, the warmth still comforting.
The relief when they were off the street and on White House grounds was almost palpable from both Bucky and his mother. The cars pulled up and Bucky followed his mother out, sliding to the edge of the seat.
He waved off all those who tried to help him into the wheelchair, though, and lowered himself in and promptly waved away the guards. "I can push myself, thanks." He was tired and stressed, and he wanted to get back to his own bed and lay down.
Maneuvering his wheelchair with only one hand was awkward, but he managed just fine.
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Date: 2014-06-07 08:51 pm (UTC)The relief when they were off the street and on White House grounds was almost palpable from both Bucky and his mother. The cars pulled up and Bucky followed his mother out, sliding to the edge of the seat.
He waved off all those who tried to help him into the wheelchair, though, and lowered himself in and promptly waved away the guards. "I can push myself, thanks." He was tired and stressed, and he wanted to get back to his own bed and lay down.
Maneuvering his wheelchair with only one hand was awkward, but he managed just fine.