Bucky bit his lip as the doctor settled on a stool and started pulling on gloves. This was a man Bucky had known since entering the White House, who had given him physicals and shots and everything. And still...
Bucky hesitated then asked, "What are you going to tell my mother?"
Dr. Rush looked up. "Legally, I don't have to tell her anything. You're an adult now." He glanced over at Steve, then down at Penny.
"Then she doesn't learn about this." Bucky scratched Penny's head.
"Alright, then." He smiled at Bucky.
Bucky nodded and laid back. It was too easy to just let his legs fall open, exposing himself the way he had done for months. This time, instead of a hot, rough hand, though, he felt cool fingers against his skin. He winced, fingers twisting around bits of Penny's fur. He knew better than to close his eyes so he just stared up at the ceiling, let his self-inflicted cuts be cleaned and bandaged. They weren't deep, or long. But they did cut through a swathe of the tick marks, marring the previously perfect scars
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Date: 2014-07-09 10:12 pm (UTC)Bucky hesitated then asked, "What are you going to tell my mother?"
Dr. Rush looked up. "Legally, I don't have to tell her anything. You're an adult now." He glanced over at Steve, then down at Penny.
"Then she doesn't learn about this." Bucky scratched Penny's head.
"Alright, then." He smiled at Bucky.
Bucky nodded and laid back. It was too easy to just let his legs fall open, exposing himself the way he had done for months. This time, instead of a hot, rough hand, though, he felt cool fingers against his skin. He winced, fingers twisting around bits of Penny's fur. He knew better than to close his eyes so he just stared up at the ceiling, let his self-inflicted cuts be cleaned and bandaged. They weren't deep, or long. But they did cut through a swathe of the tick marks, marring the previously perfect scars