You and Bucky had been quite close since you joined the team. You just… clicked. Neither of you are very open people, Bucky especially. He only ever opens up and is comfortable around you and Steve. You both understand each other’s cues and boundaries, and it’s quite a refreshing break from the others sometimes.

Currently, you’re in a mission debrief. This one had resurfaced some bad memories, and you can feel your heart rate picking up. You try to keep your breathing steady, to no avail, slipping into a minor panic attack.

You’re sitting to the left of Bucky, who notices. He moves his right (flesh) arm towards you subtly, so that you can doodle on it. It’s a coping mechanism you’ve developed, but he doesn’t like you doing it to yourself, in case you get ink poisoning.

You pick up the pen you had been given and begin to draw on his arm, moving your attention away from the debrief for the time being.