Where Every Scroll is a New Adventure
Steve: Bucky, I love you, but could you let go?
(Steve was being cuddled so tightly in Bucky's arms, trapped in Bucky's room, being nuzzled.)
Bucky: Mine.
Steve: I know, but- *Ehh!*
(Steve tried to pull away. He fails obviously.)
Bucky: Mine.
Steve: *Ehh!*
Bucky: Mine.
Steve: *Ehh!!*
(Bucky kisses Steve.)
Bucky: MINE.
Steve: For the love of...
Bucky: Sweetheart?
Steve: yes?
Natasha. yes?
Sam: yes?
Bucky: Hey Stevie, are you a toaster?
Steve: why?
Bucky: cus you're hot
Steve: *is cooking* Bucky, whispers: damn that's hot. Steve: I'm sorry, what did you say Buck? Bucky, panicking:I said I'm thot!
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