Opening his mouth to say something cheesy, Strve found himself pressing his lips together again with a brilliant twinkle to his eyes. "Almost said that you tasted like home but I haven't resorted to cannibalism yet. And if I did, you'd be the last to go."

Thst really wasn't all that romantic either, though, and so he shoved more than he needed to into his mouth, cheeks bulging from flaky crust and sugary apple pieces in a light syrup. He waited for Bucky to say something, but held up his hand under his could swallow under the pretense of wanting to excuse himself from being a moron. Instead, he set a hand to Bucky's shoulder and kissed him inside.

There was a full day of just existing on this ship left and no one needed the man in the uniform with the shield just yet.

Why not let the twenty-eight year old have a few hours to make out over apple pie with his... Uh.

He pulled back with rosy lips and cheeks. "Are you my boyfriend?" It sounded so naughty.