Steve hasn’t moved. He’s got that romantic comedy look on his face, where everything has frozen but his eyes have popped wide. He’s had innumerable dreams about Bucky kissing him but none has involved sitting on a bench in an alien garden while he’s barely wearing anything and looking like he traded bodies with a hockey player. That’s probably a good thing, because his mind is on shut down and reboot mode now and he wouldn’t want to miss the next few moments for anything.
When he can move again, it’s just to wet his lips and straighten up. Looking down at Bucky is strange but exciting. He furrows his perfectly arched and groomed brows and drops an elbow on the back of the bench.
“It took me two months to come out to you because I needed to wait until you were in a relationship so you wouldn’t think I was coming into you—“ it’s harder now to concentrate around Bucky. It makes his nose twitch when the wind brings in his scent, driving his senses up a wall with desire. “Which uh... You figured I didn’t— Buck, everyone has a thing for you. Everyone. You’ve only ever had girlfriends. You can’t just say that you loved me— You... you can’t blame me either for..”
So this isn’t working. Not with Bucky still leaning in towards him, almost inviting, and saying words he’d always wanted to hear. Steve’s hand finds the dimpled chin of his scruffy best friend and pulls him in. A peck on the lips won’t do, not now that Steve has a taste for him.
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Steve hasn’t moved. He’s got that romantic comedy look on his face, where everything has frozen but his eyes have popped wide. He’s had innumerable dreams about Bucky kissing him but none has involved sitting on a bench in an alien garden while he’s barely wearing anything and looking like he traded bodies with a hockey player. That’s probably a good thing, because his mind is on shut down and reboot mode now and he wouldn’t want to miss the next few moments for anything.
When he can move again, it’s just to wet his lips and straighten up. Looking down at Bucky is strange but exciting. He furrows his perfectly arched and groomed brows and drops an elbow on the back of the bench.
“It took me two months to come out to you because I needed to wait until you were in a relationship so you wouldn’t think I was coming into you—“ it’s harder now to concentrate around Bucky. It makes his nose twitch when the wind brings in his scent, driving his senses up a wall with desire. “Which uh... You figured I didn’t— Buck, everyone has a thing for you. Everyone. You’ve only ever had girlfriends. You can’t just say that you loved me— You... you can’t blame me either for..”
So this isn’t working. Not with Bucky still leaning in towards him, almost inviting, and saying words he’d always wanted to hear. Steve’s hand finds the dimpled chin of his scruffy best friend and pulls him in. A peck on the lips won’t do, not now that Steve has a taste for him.