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[homeostatic]

CHARACTERS: McCoy & Open
LOCATION: On E-23b for those three weeks & on the station
DATE: Variable; after the coup and once they've returned
CONTENT: Gen; will change if needed
WARNINGS: none atm

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[unclesam]

[ For a moment it feels like McCoy's next words just turn to static in Sam's mind, and he has trouble following. It's so much worse than if he'd said 'You're dying, Sam.' Because while Sam's absolutely not gonna make this about him, it hits that wound inside his chest that just never ever heals, the wound that holds Riley, Steve, Nat, Tony, and is already preparing to hold Bucky, too. Friends and partners he's lost. Some of them several times over.

McCoy is dying. McCoy lost his husband and McCoy is dying.

Sam's fingers prickle, go a little numb. He quietly rises from his seat, drops down beside McCoy instead and draws him closer, into a half-hug with one arm that allows him to keep holding onto McCoy's hand. ]

I'm sorry.

[ It goes without saying, but it's worth saying. Sam swallows. ]

What do you need?

[ Because he'll have it, whatever it is. For whatever exact time they have together... McCoy's got Sam in his corner for whatever it is he needs going forwards. ]