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[semistableman]

Come tag away! I don't mind at all.

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[semistableman]

[from here]

Aw, come on now. Do you know how many times I have to shave a day to keep my face looking baby smooth? It's a real pain in the butt.

[semistableman]

[from here]

Excellent.

It'll be my first party in nearly a century, you know.

[semistableman]

[from here]

C'mon, then, Stevie. I'll pick you up on my bike.

[semistableman]

[from here]

Steve, the last time I flirted with anyone it was 1940. I can deal with a little out of practice.

I'll be there in a little bit, you go ahead and think of the sexy games for us to play.

[And that will absolutely be him knocking on Steve's door in about fifteen minutes.]

[semistableman]

[from here]

"Coney Island," Bucky laughs. "Guess we don't have anything like that, but Wakanda has plenty of entertainment in the city itself," he says. His smile is easy, and he presses into his friend, brushing his thumb against Steve's beard teasingly. "You have any authentic Wakandan food since coming here?" He might be a Brooklyn boy at heart, but there's something to be said for the simpler life. Just because he's a farmer most of the time doesn't mean he never steps inside the city, after all.

"I'd save you all over again if I had to, punk," his voice is a whisper. "But you're right. Just you'n me in that poor bed was hard enough at times, I think it was doing plenty of protesting when it was just me. Good thing my pallet should be strong enough for the two of us, if you want to try your hand at keeping me warm." As flirtatious as it is, it's just an offer, even if his eyes are bright as he says it.

[semistableman]

[from here]

[This is cute? This is really cute. Bucky offers a cheerful smile.

He's suddenly feeling a little self-conscious, even if he's always been decent at small talk.]

I can't complain. I'm here, flirting awkwardly with the guy I like the most in the world.

I've been doing well. One day at a time, and all that.