[ Bucky just nods. He'll make sure Steve is cleaned up later, but for now, he's going to get him undressed and wrapped in the blankets. Just like old times.
His mind still feels like Swiss cheese some days, but taking care of Steve is something he very much remembers, so he gets to work helping Steve out of his clothes and boots. He's not sure how he keeps his hands so steady, because he still feels wired from worry and wrung out with relief that Steve is here, but he treats undressing Steve like an important project, impossible focus on each zipper and strap, and it's not until Steve's mostly undressed that he steps away, going to get a towel from the bathroom and running it under the faucet.
If Steve doesn't want to bath, Bucky's at least going to wipe his face down. ]
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His mind still feels like Swiss cheese some days, but taking care of Steve is something he very much remembers, so he gets to work helping Steve out of his clothes and boots. He's not sure how he keeps his hands so steady, because he still feels wired from worry and wrung out with relief that Steve is here, but he treats undressing Steve like an important project, impossible focus on each zipper and strap, and it's not until Steve's mostly undressed that he steps away, going to get a towel from the bathroom and running it under the faucet.
If Steve doesn't want to bath, Bucky's at least going to wipe his face down. ]
C'mere.