"I'll help you through everything," Sam promised, instinctively reaching to take one of Steve's hands. While he hoped his best friend wouldn't find the thought of what he was (and what he'd done to him) repulsive enough to pull away, it was a fear that lingered at the edge of his mind. "We'll get T'Challa to give us a secure space for your first change, make sure you can get everything under control.
"It's not that bad," he added, almost pleading. "You'll see." He didn't want Steve to fear what he was - didn't want him to change his opinion of him. And, yeah, Sam knew it was selfish, but Steve meant the world to him, and he didn't want to lose him.
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"It's not that bad," he added, almost pleading. "You'll see." He didn't want Steve to fear what he was - didn't want him to change his opinion of him. And, yeah, Sam knew it was selfish, but Steve meant the world to him, and he didn't want to lose him.