"F*ck the Patriarchy!"

College!AU. #mcurp. Writer 25+. Semi-selective. Minors DNI.

[collegebuckyanon]

ACCESSING STUDENT DATABASE . . .

FOUND: JAMES BUCHANAN BARNES.

SOPHOMORE ARMY BRAT, SCIENCE/HISTORY MAJOR.

Class: Wealthy. Attitude: Fuck around and find out.

NOTES:

- Raised on an army base.

- Qualified for officer.

- Came out as gay.

- Dropped out of the army.

- Pursued career in history and science.

ATTRIBUTES:

- ‘Badboy’ Archetype.

- Rebelious.

- Cocky.

- Confident.

- Romantic.

- Rich.

WEAK POINTS:

- His family’s expectations.

- Using his family inheritance.

- Conforming to general rules.

- Authority figures.

- Sweet, attractive, sporty guys. ;)

RULES OF INTERACTION:

- Marvel HumanVerse CollageAU rp blog

- 🔞 Minors DNI, interacting is a statement of age.

- SFW/NSFW content will be posted.

- You send unnecessary hate, you will be cut off.

- Asks, submissions, and DM’s are open to character and non-character blogs.

( don’t sent me disrespectful shit )

- Crossover, OC, AU, Multiverse.

- Gay, Single-ship.

- Will definitely still flirt ;)

#Tag Directory

#😎 badboy thoughts - bucky’s got something to say

#📸 buckys stuff - college aesthetics

#📲 james responds - answered asks/ submissions

#🟢 online - social media posts

#Main Storyline:

#college stucky au: omg they were roommates - part one

Rules will update as required.

All good? Then let’s go!

[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

@collegebuckyanon

Steve thought a lot about how his college career would go as far as playing ball. He hoped that he could stay healthy and not suffer any major injuries. He worried about doing well in his classes so he could keep his scholarship and help keep the burden off of his mother's shoulders. And he wondered what his roommate would be like, if they would get along or if they would be complete opposites.

He's had some time to settle into the routine of life as a college freshman athlete. So far, he liked his teammates, and the conditioning wasn't as nightmarish as the stories made it out to be. School wasn't giving him too much trouble, but he was legitimately concerned about any history courses he would have to take. Phone calls home always left him with a bittersweet smile on his face; happy that his mother sounded much more relaxed than he'd heard her be in years and homesick for the strength of her hug and the warmth of her affection. It turned out his roommate was completely opposite of him, ironically enough, but they were also similar in a way. And regardless of the polarity of, well, many things, they got on well.

As good as it has been, some days were still harder than others, and there was one day that Steve wasn't sure how James would handle this side of him, considering that of the two of them, Steve was far more externally expressive and optimistic. The blond could admit that he got uncharacteristically surly at times and Sarah Rogers was the only person that could get him out of his head. That is, until James Barnes.

Maybe it wasn't a surprise that the brunet knew how to handle a grumpy and irritable roomie, especially considering the disposition he tended to have with everyone around him (even though James seemed to dial it back when it was just them.) But the ballplayer came home one day after a rough day of practice, feeling off after not performing well and fully intent on sulking in his room for the rest of the night.

The army brat took one look at him, forced him onto the couch, handed him a beer, and ordered them a pizza. While waiting for the delivery of their apparent dinner, James pushed a gaming controller into Steve's hand and proceeded to try to teach the athlete how to play Call of Duty: Black Ops TWO - the brunet stressed that when the other said it wrong, correcting him immediately and vehemently, making Steve chuckle as he held up his hands in surrender. "Okay, okay. My bad. Guess that's important."

The response was swift and sure. "It is. Because it's the best." The rest of the night was spent drinking beer, eating pizza, and learning that Steve was absolutely abysmal while James gleefully told him so at every opportunity. It was the most fun the blond had had in a long time. The best part? James never asked him to talk about what had been bothering him, just helped get him out of his head.

Ball was mostly ups rather than downs, school didn't make him feel like he was drowning yet, his mom was happy and healthy, and his roomie was a pretty alright guy who just seemed to get him.

So yeah. So far, college life isn't so bad.

[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

Steve's usual morning routine starts with stretching and going for a run, this time it was with a few of his teammates.

The weather was gorgeous this morning and he couldn't resist posting it on his IG story.

[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

Moving Day (omg they were roommates)

[Close Starter for @collegebuckyanon]

Steve had visited campus before the start of term, thanks to baseball conditioning and practice, so he was somewhat familiar with the layout. The three student housing blocks, set up in a U-shaped pattern around the courtyard, were structurally identical; the only discernible feature was that they were painted different colors.

As he heads toward his dorm, the sight of the green-painted bricks makes Steve remember something one of the upperclassmen had said after their last practice before the start of term. “Pro-tip: knowing your block color will help you find your way back home when you’re smashed.” It had made everyone laugh but Steve could appreciate the color-coding system on hectic ‘moving day.’

He finds his dorm easily but has to dig in his pockets for the key, muttering to himself as he tried to remember which one he’d crammed it in this morning. He knocked on the door as he rooted around on the off chance his roomie made it there before him.

[collegebuckyanon]

James had spent the morning setting up the last few items in his room, organising his clothes and making a list of supplies the apartment needed for general use. He figured he’d head down to the grocery store later today, hell he’d even take his new roommate, show them around the town, and maybe the campus if he could be bothered. The apartment themselves were bigger than he had expected, when he enrolled last year, so he figured it might be a similar case for a new freshman. All he could think of was that anything was better than smelly old army barracks. Glancing out the window he couldn’t help but huff in annoyance, watching parents farewell their now adult kids, actually giving a damn about their own choices… but so clingy. 

Was he envious?

He’d never admit if he was. He swivelled his head around at the knock, moving out of his own room and into the shared lounge space. He swung open the door, pausing in the doorway as he examined the blonde hair, athletic build and blue eyes, noticing the guy digging for what could only be… “You lost your keys already? You’re off to a good start.” He leant against the doorway for a moment, “So, roomies huh?”

[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

Too preoccupied with trying to remember where he stuffed his dorm key (this is what he gets for just carrying the loose key, he scolds himself), Steve was caught off guard when the door suddenly opened.

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[collegebuckyanon]

Taking a moment to gaze over the freshman, he notices the duffel bag slug over one shoulder, and quirks a brow. “I believe you, so, you get in on a sports scholarship or something?”

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[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

Steve tosses a glance over his shoulder at his bag and looks back with a grin that’s half shy, half proud. “Yeah. I did, actually. Baseball scholarship.”

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[collegebuckyanon]

Baseball? Bucky had felt his brow arch curiously, he didn’t think he’d ever watched a game in his life… apart from the mock up ones on base, but his father hadn’t ever let him relax enough to play.

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[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

Steve nods mostly to himself when James says that he’s an army brat, filing the information away for later. He grins impishly at the mention of a motorcycle as he leans down to dig his car keys out of a zippered pocket in his backpack.

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[collegebuckyanon]

Bucky laughs on the way out the door as Steve throws off the playful comment of a good time on his bike, “Careful freshman, might say you’re trying to flirt.” He says out loud as he walks through the hallway, far enough in front to turn back with a wink.

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[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

Steve’s eyebrows climb high in surprise before a wide grin stretches across his face at the banter and wink. Never one to back down from a challenge, and what a surprising turn this has taken, he smiles and doesn’t bother to change the volume of his voice when he replies with complete sincerity. “If I were flirting, you’d know it.”

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[collegebuckyanon]

His brows had shot up upon hearing the banter given straight back to him, even causing a small huff to leave his nose, ok… this guy didn’t shy away easy amongst a crowd.

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[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

“Thanks,” he says with a warm smile as he pats the steering wheel. “It’s a solid car. She’s good to me.” He reaches for the seatbelt, glancing up as he clicks it into place.

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[collegebuckyanon]

Bucky chuckled at the innocent notion of naming one’s car, “She huh? She got a name?” He asked curiously.

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[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

“Uh, no, actually I haven’t yet,” Steve says after taking a moment to think about it. “I mean, I’ve called her Baby, but that’s really it.”

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[collegebuckyanon]

“I guess so… so, you like to people-please huh?” He chuckles and shakes his head lightly, clearly teasing, “I shouldn’t joke around about that, honestly I’m envious of your kindness to people already, you’ll learn pretty quickly my patience isn’t that great. When it comes to food at least.”

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[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

Steve lets out a soft snort of laughter and cracks a grin as he gives James a side glance. “I guess I do…” he concedes with a nod, “in some ways, at least.” He waves dismissively. “Tease all you want, I can take it.”

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[collegebuckyanon]

James quirks a brow cautiously as he catches Steve’s statement, a small smirk pulling at his lips, eyes dancing for a moment before he settles for the sake of the blondes embarrassment. He’d file that away for later.

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[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

It was easy to agree to watch a game with James sometime, even if it was on the premise that he would be laughing at Steve’s tendency to become engrossed in the game. “Oh, it’ll happen roomie, you can count on it.” He laughs good-naturedly.

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[collegebuckyanon]

“Perfect, can’t wait.” He huffed in amusement, meeting the others eyes for a moment of mischief, before settling into a more serious expression. “It’s good you got someone to support you like that Steve, sometimes one person can make all the difference.” He smiles at the clear admiration on Steve’s face.

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[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

The trip around the store with James enlightened Steve more than it was probably meant to. The little quips that the brunet would make were clever and witty; some were said quietly and directly to him, and others were said much louder to get a reaction from the odd onlooker. Either way, those little remarks made him crack a grin or chuckle. “Hey, no judgement here; if you want to be a fancy pot, you’re a fancy pot,” the blond chuckles.

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[collegebuckyanon]

Bucky nodded already stepping into the young man’s space to take control of the trolley with a grin, “Ok well how about I play house-wife and drive the buggy and you run along and grab what you need to throw in?” He shook his shoulders as he grabbed the handle and brushed his hair out the way fussily, “Full fuss pot mode, let’s go.”

James followed along with the buggy, watching as the blonde picked up certain items, even grabbing himself a new set of dark green sheets and a new lamp for his bedside table. He may have accidentally thrown the other one off at the sound of his alarm one morning. He began to hum lightly as he walked, some rock tune, something he heard on in the gym that morning.

When Steve asked about being intimidating he chuckled darkly for a moment before shrugging, “Would it be mean if I said I didn’t mind the scared expressions? People annoy me, it’s a me thing, and having that under my belt means they stay away. Just… don’t really take criticism well unless it’s from someone I trust. Besides, I don’t know anyone in their right mind who would find that attractive.” He explained somewhat half cocked.

As they make their way to the counter, James is recognised by the cashier, who smiles a little more than normal. “Hi James.” Her voice smooth, rich and very annoying. He began to help Steve unload the items, and turned his head back to acknowledge the offer, which he just smiled.

“Deals a deal, Rookie.” He brought out his wallet, and held up his card to the eftpos without even looking at the price, placing it back in just as quickly. “It’s your first day, and besides, it would be nice to make at least one friend on campus…” he mouthed lowly so it was intended for Steve only.

“James! Are you coming to the orientation party? You can bring your friend too!” And James sighed, taking a moment before turning back with a charming smile, grabbing a few bags.

“Absolutely not.” He answered, sending her into an immediate disappointed frown. “Bye.” He nods, before glancing at Steve to keep walking, he’d explain outside. Once outside, he sighs and breathes in the fresh air dramatically. “Her family are military, she’s one of the high and mighty types at college, parents tried to set us up back in high school. She’s never taken the hint.”

[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

Moving Day (omg they were roommates)

[Close Starter for @collegebuckyanon]

Steve had visited campus before the start of term, thanks to baseball conditioning and practice, so he was somewhat familiar with the layout. The three student housing blocks, set up in a U-shaped pattern around the courtyard, were structurally identical; the only discernible feature was that they were painted different colors.

As he heads toward his dorm, the sight of the green-painted bricks makes Steve remember something one of the upperclassmen had said after their last practice before the start of term. “Pro-tip: knowing your block color will help you find your way back home when you’re smashed.” It had made everyone laugh but Steve could appreciate the color-coding system on hectic ‘moving day.’

He finds his dorm easily but has to dig in his pockets for the key, muttering to himself as he tried to remember which one he’d crammed it in this morning. He knocked on the door as he rooted around on the off chance his roomie made it there before him.

[collegebuckyanon]

James had spent the morning setting up the last few items in his room, organising his clothes and making a list of supplies the apartment needed for general use. He figured he’d head down to the grocery store later today, hell he’d even take his new roommate, show them around the town, and maybe the campus if he could be bothered. The apartment themselves were bigger than he had expected, when he enrolled last year, so he figured it might be a similar case for a new freshman. All he could think of was that anything was better than smelly old army barracks. Glancing out the window he couldn’t help but huff in annoyance, watching parents farewell their now adult kids, actually giving a damn about their own choices… but so clingy. 

Was he envious?

He’d never admit if he was. He swivelled his head around at the knock, moving out of his own room and into the shared lounge space. He swung open the door, pausing in the doorway as he examined the blonde hair, athletic build and blue eyes, noticing the guy digging for what could only be… “You lost your keys already? You’re off to a good start.” He leant against the doorway for a moment, “So, roomies huh?”

[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

Too preoccupied with trying to remember where he stuffed his dorm key (this is what he gets for just carrying the loose key, he scolds himself), Steve was caught off guard when the door suddenly opened.

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[collegebuckyanon]

Taking a moment to gaze over the freshman, he notices the duffel bag slug over one shoulder, and quirks a brow. “I believe you, so, you get in on a sports scholarship or something?”

Keep reading

[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

Steve tosses a glance over his shoulder at his bag and looks back with a grin that’s half shy, half proud. “Yeah. I did, actually. Baseball scholarship.”

Keep reading

[collegebuckyanon]

Baseball? Bucky had felt his brow arch curiously, he didn’t think he’d ever watched a game in his life… apart from the mock up ones on base, but his father hadn’t ever let him relax enough to play.

Keep reading

[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

Steve nods mostly to himself when James says that he’s an army brat, filing the information away for later. He grins impishly at the mention of a motorcycle as he leans down to dig his car keys out of a zippered pocket in his backpack.

Keep reading

[collegebuckyanon]

Bucky laughs on the way out the door as Steve throws off the playful comment of a good time on his bike, “Careful freshman, might say you’re trying to flirt.” He says out loud as he walks through the hallway, far enough in front to turn back with a wink.

Keep reading

[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

Steve’s eyebrows climb high in surprise before a wide grin stretches across his face at the banter and wink. Never one to back down from a challenge, and what a surprising turn this has taken, he smiles and doesn’t bother to change the volume of his voice when he replies with complete sincerity. “If I were flirting, you’d know it.”

Keep reading

[collegebuckyanon]

His brows had shot up upon hearing the banter given straight back to him, even causing a small huff to leave his nose, ok… this guy didn’t shy away easy amongst a crowd.

Keep reading

[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

“Thanks,” he says with a warm smile as he pats the steering wheel. “It’s a solid car. She’s good to me.” He reaches for the seatbelt, glancing up as he clicks it into place.

Keep reading

[collegebuckyanon]

Bucky chuckled at the innocent notion of naming one’s car, “She huh? She got a name?” He asked curiously.

Keep reading

[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

“Uh, no, actually I haven’t yet,” Steve says after taking a moment to think about it. “I mean, I’ve called her Baby, but that’s really it.”

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[collegebuckyanon]

“I guess so… so, you like to people-please huh?” He chuckles and shakes his head lightly, clearly teasing, “I shouldn’t joke around about that, honestly I’m envious of your kindness to people already, you’ll learn pretty quickly my patience isn’t that great. When it comes to food at least.”

Keep reading

[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

Steve lets out a soft snort of laughter and cracks a grin as he gives James a side glance. “I guess I do…” he concedes with a nod, “in some ways, at least.” He waves dismissively. “Tease all you want, I can take it.”

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[collegebuckyanon]

James quirks a brow cautiously as he catches Steve’s statement, a small smirk pulling at his lips, eyes dancing for a moment before he settles for the sake of the blondes embarrassment. He’d file that away for later.

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[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

It was easy to agree to watch a game with James sometime, even if it was on the premise that he would be laughing at Steve’s tendency to become engrossed in the game. “Oh, it’ll happen roomie, you can count on it.” He laughs good-naturedly.

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[collegebuckyanon]

“Perfect, can’t wait.” He huffed in amusement, meeting the others eyes for a moment of mischief, before settling into a more serious expression. “It’s good you got someone to support you like that Steve, sometimes one person can make all the difference.” He smiles at the clear admiration on Steve’s face.

James shakes his head gently, “Hey, when I said that, I promise it was in relation to my family. Not you, sports-jockey, but thanks.” He laughs lightly with a smirk, placing his phone in his back pocket, agreeing to grab essentials first.

He showed Steve where all the important things were, and where to find the specials, talked about the uni club discount in case he wanted to join too. When passing the fridge sections, James grabbed a little cheese pack, putting it in the buggy. “What? I like to be a fancy pot every now and again.” He grinned, grabbing a couple other things from his own list. They separated for a few minutes to grab different things and meet back in a certain isle.

“Alright, what’s left on your list?” James spoke as he returned carrying a few things and placing them in the buggy, “I can only handle people for so long before they annoy me, so let’s make tracks and head out when you’re ready.”

A few others passed them both, giving curious glances toward Steve and then James, who just sent them a glare until they stopped. He turned back toward Steve with a half smile, “… don’t worry bout’ ‘em, apparently I’m intimidating to the general nosey student community.” He shrugged with a lopsided grin.

[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

Moving Day (omg they were roommates)

[Close Starter for @collegebuckyanon]

Steve had visited campus before the start of term, thanks to baseball conditioning and practice, so he was somewhat familiar with the layout. The three student housing blocks, set up in a U-shaped pattern around the courtyard, were structurally identical; the only discernible feature was that they were painted different colors.

As he heads toward his dorm, the sight of the green-painted bricks makes Steve remember something one of the upperclassmen had said after their last practice before the start of term. “Pro-tip: knowing your block color will help you find your way back home when you’re smashed.” It had made everyone laugh but Steve could appreciate the color-coding system on hectic ‘moving day.’

He finds his dorm easily but has to dig in his pockets for the key, muttering to himself as he tried to remember which one he’d crammed it in this morning. He knocked on the door as he rooted around on the off chance his roomie made it there before him.

[collegebuckyanon]

James had spent the morning setting up the last few items in his room, organising his clothes and making a list of supplies the apartment needed for general use. He figured he’d head down to the grocery store later today, hell he’d even take his new roommate, show them around the town, and maybe the campus if he could be bothered. The apartment themselves were bigger than he had expected, when he enrolled last year, so he figured it might be a similar case for a new freshman. All he could think of was that anything was better than smelly old army barracks. Glancing out the window he couldn’t help but huff in annoyance, watching parents farewell their now adult kids, actually giving a damn about their own choices… but so clingy. 

Was he envious?

He’d never admit if he was. He swivelled his head around at the knock, moving out of his own room and into the shared lounge space. He swung open the door, pausing in the doorway as he examined the blonde hair, athletic build and blue eyes, noticing the guy digging for what could only be… “You lost your keys already? You’re off to a good start.” He leant against the doorway for a moment, “So, roomies huh?”

[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

Too preoccupied with trying to remember where he stuffed his dorm key (this is what he gets for just carrying the loose key, he scolds himself), Steve was caught off guard when the door suddenly opened.

Keep reading

[collegebuckyanon]

Taking a moment to gaze over the freshman, he notices the duffel bag slug over one shoulder, and quirks a brow. “I believe you, so, you get in on a sports scholarship or something?”

Keep reading

[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

Steve tosses a glance over his shoulder at his bag and looks back with a grin that’s half shy, half proud. “Yeah. I did, actually. Baseball scholarship.”

Keep reading

[collegebuckyanon]

Baseball? Bucky had felt his brow arch curiously, he didn’t think he’d ever watched a game in his life… apart from the mock up ones on base, but his father hadn’t ever let him relax enough to play.

Keep reading

[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

Steve nods mostly to himself when James says that he’s an army brat, filing the information away for later. He grins impishly at the mention of a motorcycle as he leans down to dig his car keys out of a zippered pocket in his backpack.

Keep reading

[collegebuckyanon]

Bucky laughs on the way out the door as Steve throws off the playful comment of a good time on his bike, “Careful freshman, might say you’re trying to flirt.” He says out loud as he walks through the hallway, far enough in front to turn back with a wink.

Keep reading

[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

Steve’s eyebrows climb high in surprise before a wide grin stretches across his face at the banter and wink. Never one to back down from a challenge, and what a surprising turn this has taken, he smiles and doesn’t bother to change the volume of his voice when he replies with complete sincerity. “If I were flirting, you’d know it.”

Keep reading

[collegebuckyanon]

His brows had shot up upon hearing the banter given straight back to him, even causing a small huff to leave his nose, ok… this guy didn’t shy away easy amongst a crowd.

Keep reading

[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

“Thanks,” he says with a warm smile as he pats the steering wheel. “It’s a solid car. She’s good to me.” He reaches for the seatbelt, glancing up as he clicks it into place.

Keep reading

[collegebuckyanon]

Bucky chuckled at the innocent notion of naming one’s car, “She huh? She got a name?” He asked curiously.

Keep reading

[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

“Uh, no, actually I haven’t yet,” Steve says after taking a moment to think about it. “I mean, I’ve called her Baby, but that’s really it.”

Keep reading

[collegebuckyanon]

“I guess so… so, you like to people-please huh?” He chuckles and shakes his head lightly, clearly teasing, “I shouldn’t joke around about that, honestly I’m envious of your kindness to people already, you’ll learn pretty quickly my patience isn’t that great. When it comes to food at least.”

Keep reading

[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

Steve lets out a soft snort of laughter and cracks a grin as he gives James a side glance. “I guess I do…” he concedes with a nod, “in some ways, at least.” He waves dismissively. “Tease all you want, I can take it.”

Keep reading

[collegebuckyanon]

James quirks a brow cautiously as he catches Steve’s statement, a small smirk pulling at his lips, eyes dancing for a moment before he settles for the sake of the blondes embarrassment. He’d file that away for later.

He bows his head in bubbly laughter as the blonde admits to yelling at the tv screen, “I knew it!” Shaking his head gently, a wide grin on his lips, “Gosh, now we have to, I need to see this coaching in action Rogers.” He had turned to watch the other for a moment as he pulled into the lot, a comfortability settling in.

Now on the sidewalk and walking along together, he considers what Steve has told him about his family, “Sorry to hear about your dad pal, your mother sounds like a saint, you guys must be close…” he assumes quietly, not pushing for more information. If anyone knew what difficult families were like, it would be him.

James hears the blonde clear his throat, he decides to nod and move forward with the conversation, entering the store and pointing toward the fresh produce section. “Well… I grew up travelling around, whole family is army and have been for generations. Living at college is the first real boots-on-the-ground living I’ve had, my own space and… anyway you get the idea.” He huffs in quiet self consciousness, rubbing the back of his neck, “I never open up like this, guess you’re alright, Steve.” He smiles softly.

He then sighs and pulls out his phone, “Alright so, I made a list of the necessary things, and then we can grab what you need along the way. First things first, there’s no toilet paper, that’s a disaster waiting to happen so let’s grab some of that.” He chuckled, lightening the mood.

[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

Moving Day (omg they were roommates)

[Close Starter for @collegebuckyanon]

Steve had visited campus before the start of term, thanks to baseball conditioning and practice, so he was somewhat familiar with the layout. The three student housing blocks, set up in a U-shaped pattern around the courtyard, were structurally identical; the only discernible feature was that they were painted different colors.

As he heads toward his dorm, the sight of the green-painted bricks makes Steve remember something one of the upperclassmen had said after their last practice before the start of term. “Pro-tip: knowing your block color will help you find your way back home when you’re smashed.” It had made everyone laugh but Steve could appreciate the color-coding system on hectic ‘moving day.’

He finds his dorm easily but has to dig in his pockets for the key, muttering to himself as he tried to remember which one he’d crammed it in this morning. He knocked on the door as he rooted around on the off chance his roomie made it there before him.

[collegebuckyanon]

James had spent the morning setting up the last few items in his room, organising his clothes and making a list of supplies the apartment needed for general use. He figured he’d head down to the grocery store later today, hell he’d even take his new roommate, show them around the town, and maybe the campus if he could be bothered. The apartment themselves were bigger than he had expected, when he enrolled last year, so he figured it might be a similar case for a new freshman. All he could think of was that anything was better than smelly old army barracks. Glancing out the window he couldn’t help but huff in annoyance, watching parents farewell their now adult kids, actually giving a damn about their own choices… but so clingy. 

Was he envious?

He’d never admit if he was. He swivelled his head around at the knock, moving out of his own room and into the shared lounge space. He swung open the door, pausing in the doorway as he examined the blonde hair, athletic build and blue eyes, noticing the guy digging for what could only be… “You lost your keys already? You’re off to a good start.” He leant against the doorway for a moment, “So, roomies huh?”

[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

Too preoccupied with trying to remember where he stuffed his dorm key (this is what he gets for just carrying the loose key, he scolds himself), Steve was caught off guard when the door suddenly opened.

Keep reading

[collegebuckyanon]

Taking a moment to gaze over the freshman, he notices the duffel bag slug over one shoulder, and quirks a brow. “I believe you, so, you get in on a sports scholarship or something?”

Keep reading

[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

Steve tosses a glance over his shoulder at his bag and looks back with a grin that’s half shy, half proud. “Yeah. I did, actually. Baseball scholarship.”

Keep reading

[collegebuckyanon]

Baseball? Bucky had felt his brow arch curiously, he didn’t think he’d ever watched a game in his life… apart from the mock up ones on base, but his father hadn’t ever let him relax enough to play.

Keep reading

[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

Steve nods mostly to himself when James says that he’s an army brat, filing the information away for later. He grins impishly at the mention of a motorcycle as he leans down to dig his car keys out of a zippered pocket in his backpack.

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[collegebuckyanon]

Bucky laughs on the way out the door as Steve throws off the playful comment of a good time on his bike, “Careful freshman, might say you’re trying to flirt.” He says out loud as he walks through the hallway, far enough in front to turn back with a wink.

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Steve’s eyebrows climb high in surprise before a wide grin stretches across his face at the banter and wink. Never one to back down from a challenge, and what a surprising turn this has taken, he smiles and doesn’t bother to change the volume of his voice when he replies with complete sincerity. “If I were flirting, you’d know it.”

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His brows had shot up upon hearing the banter given straight back to him, even causing a small huff to leave his nose, ok… this guy didn’t shy away easy amongst a crowd.

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“Thanks,” he says with a warm smile as he pats the steering wheel. “It’s a solid car. She’s good to me.” He reaches for the seatbelt, glancing up as he clicks it into place.

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Bucky chuckled at the innocent notion of naming one’s car, “She huh? She got a name?” He asked curiously.

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“Uh, no, actually I haven’t yet,” Steve says after taking a moment to think about it. “I mean, I’ve called her Baby, but that’s really it.”

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“I guess so… so, you like to people-please huh?” He chuckles and shakes his head lightly, clearly teasing, “I shouldn’t joke around about that, honestly I’m envious of your kindness to people already, you’ll learn pretty quickly my patience isn’t that great. When it comes to food at least.”

James can tell the guy is trying to find some common ground, and he can’t help but think it’s terribly sweet, “You’re one of those guys who yells at the tv like the players and athletes can hear you huh?” He laughs lightly, picturing it in his head, “I think that in itself will be entertaining enough…” He can’t help but wonder what Steve would look like, yelling out at a screen.

“It’s just up here on the right.” He indicates before continuing, slowing his teases whilst the blonde turns in to park. He waits until the engine dies down and sighs, “Welcome to your new local super market, freshman, and I was serious about the groceries. If you’re the cook, I’m paying.” He reiterated again, moving to get out.

Closing the door, he rounds the car and waits for the blonde, “So is this your first time living out of home?”

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Moving Day (omg they were roommates)

[Close Starter for @collegebuckyanon]

Steve had visited campus before the start of term, thanks to baseball conditioning and practice, so he was somewhat familiar with the layout. The three student housing blocks, set up in a U-shaped pattern around the courtyard, were structurally identical; the only discernible feature was that they were painted different colors.

As he heads toward his dorm, the sight of the green-painted bricks makes Steve remember something one of the upperclassmen had said after their last practice before the start of term. “Pro-tip: knowing your block color will help you find your way back home when you’re smashed.” It had made everyone laugh but Steve could appreciate the color-coding system on hectic ‘moving day.’

He finds his dorm easily but has to dig in his pockets for the key, muttering to himself as he tried to remember which one he’d crammed it in this morning. He knocked on the door as he rooted around on the off chance his roomie made it there before him.

[collegebuckyanon]

James had spent the morning setting up the last few items in his room, organising his clothes and making a list of supplies the apartment needed for general use. He figured he’d head down to the grocery store later today, hell he’d even take his new roommate, show them around the town, and maybe the campus if he could be bothered. The apartment themselves were bigger than he had expected, when he enrolled last year, so he figured it might be a similar case for a new freshman. All he could think of was that anything was better than smelly old army barracks. Glancing out the window he couldn’t help but huff in annoyance, watching parents farewell their now adult kids, actually giving a damn about their own choices… but so clingy. 

Was he envious?

He’d never admit if he was. He swivelled his head around at the knock, moving out of his own room and into the shared lounge space. He swung open the door, pausing in the doorway as he examined the blonde hair, athletic build and blue eyes, noticing the guy digging for what could only be… “You lost your keys already? You’re off to a good start.” He leant against the doorway for a moment, “So, roomies huh?”

[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

Too preoccupied with trying to remember where he stuffed his dorm key (this is what he gets for just carrying the loose key, he scolds himself), Steve was caught off guard when the door suddenly opened.

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[collegebuckyanon]

Taking a moment to gaze over the freshman, he notices the duffel bag slug over one shoulder, and quirks a brow. “I believe you, so, you get in on a sports scholarship or something?”

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Steve tosses a glance over his shoulder at his bag and looks back with a grin that’s half shy, half proud. “Yeah. I did, actually. Baseball scholarship.”

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Baseball? Bucky had felt his brow arch curiously, he didn’t think he’d ever watched a game in his life… apart from the mock up ones on base, but his father hadn’t ever let him relax enough to play.

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Steve nods mostly to himself when James says that he’s an army brat, filing the information away for later. He grins impishly at the mention of a motorcycle as he leans down to dig his car keys out of a zippered pocket in his backpack.

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[collegebuckyanon]

Bucky laughs on the way out the door as Steve throws off the playful comment of a good time on his bike, “Careful freshman, might say you’re trying to flirt.” He says out loud as he walks through the hallway, far enough in front to turn back with a wink.

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[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

Steve’s eyebrows climb high in surprise before a wide grin stretches across his face at the banter and wink. Never one to back down from a challenge, and what a surprising turn this has taken, he smiles and doesn’t bother to change the volume of his voice when he replies with complete sincerity. “If I were flirting, you’d know it.”

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[collegebuckyanon]

His brows had shot up upon hearing the banter given straight back to him, even causing a small huff to leave his nose, ok… this guy didn’t shy away easy amongst a crowd.

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“Thanks,” he says with a warm smile as he pats the steering wheel. “It’s a solid car. She’s good to me.” He reaches for the seatbelt, glancing up as he clicks it into place.

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[collegebuckyanon]

Bucky chuckled at the innocent notion of naming one's car, "She huh? She got a name?" He asked curiously.

He shifted in his seat and leant back, ok, so the guy liked to cook... that was alright then. He just didn't want people to think he expected the fresher to do it without any sort of 'thanks' or help. "You... would honestly be patient enough to teach an army grunt?"

He smiled though, and hesitantly nodded, "Alright."

Buck caught Steve's eyes when he paused to stare, they really were a sea blue, "Ha, you're gonna be a catch on campus with those blue eyes, Rogers." He turned away as he complimented, "But, yeah, not really a big sports person I'm afraid." Though he did catch the compliment and turned back with a smirk.

"Thanks, being raised on army bases your whole life, will keep you in tip-top-shape." He pointed toward an intersection, "Gonna wanna take a left up ahead."

"What's your favourite thing to cook or... is that a lame question to ask a new friend?" He offered with a small quirk of his brow.

[collegebuckyanon]

Kinda love the fact returning students get the week before to move back in, so many clingy parents on campus.

Hope whoever is paired with me isn’t a valedictorian type, how boring. Still, maybe I can pick their brain for shit I don’t pick up, that could be cool I guess.

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Moving Day (omg they were roommates)

[Close Starter for @collegebuckyanon]

Steve had visited campus before the start of term, thanks to baseball conditioning and practice, so he was somewhat familiar with the layout. The three student housing blocks, set up in a U-shaped pattern around the courtyard, were structurally identical; the only discernible feature was that they were painted different colors.

As he heads toward his dorm, the sight of the green-painted bricks makes Steve remember something one of the upperclassmen had said after their last practice before the start of term. “Pro-tip: knowing your block color will help you find your way back home when you’re smashed.” It had made everyone laugh but Steve could appreciate the color-coding system on hectic ‘moving day.’

He finds his dorm easily but has to dig in his pockets for the key, muttering to himself as he tried to remember which one he’d crammed it in this morning. He knocked on the door as he rooted around on the off chance his roomie made it there before him.

[collegebuckyanon]

James had spent the morning setting up the last few items in his room, organising his clothes and making a list of supplies the apartment needed for general use. He figured he’d head down to the grocery store later today, hell he’d even take his new roommate, show them around the town, and maybe the campus if he could be bothered. The apartment themselves were bigger than he had expected, when he enrolled last year, so he figured it might be a similar case for a new freshman. All he could think of was that anything was better than smelly old army barracks. Glancing out the window he couldn’t help but huff in annoyance, watching parents farewell their now adult kids, actually giving a damn about their own choices… but so clingy. 

Was he envious?

He’d never admit if he was. He swivelled his head around at the knock, moving out of his own room and into the shared lounge space. He swung open the door, pausing in the doorway as he examined the blonde hair, athletic build and blue eyes, noticing the guy digging for what could only be… “You lost your keys already? You’re off to a good start.” He leant against the doorway for a moment, “So, roomies huh?”

[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

Too preoccupied with trying to remember where he stuffed his dorm key (this is what he gets for just carrying the loose key, he scolds himself), Steve was caught off guard when the door suddenly opened.

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[collegebuckyanon]

Taking a moment to gaze over the freshman, he notices the duffel bag slug over one shoulder, and quirks a brow. “I believe you, so, you get in on a sports scholarship or something?”

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[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

Steve tosses a glance over his shoulder at his bag and looks back with a grin that’s half shy, half proud. “Yeah. I did, actually. Baseball scholarship.”

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[collegebuckyanon]

Baseball? Bucky had felt his brow arch curiously, he didn’t think he’d ever watched a game in his life… apart from the mock up ones on base, but his father hadn’t ever let him relax enough to play.

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[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

Steve nods mostly to himself when James says that he’s an army brat, filing the information away for later. He grins impishly at the mention of a motorcycle as he leans down to dig his car keys out of a zippered pocket in his backpack.

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[collegebuckyanon]

Bucky laughs on the way out the door as Steve throws off the playful comment of a good time on his bike, “Careful freshman, might say you’re trying to flirt.” He says out loud as he walks through the hallway, far enough in front to turn back with a wink.

Keep reading

[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

Steve’s eyebrows climb high in surprise before a wide grin stretches across his face at the banter and wink. Never one to back down from a challenge, and what a surprising turn this has taken, he smiles and doesn’t bother to change the volume of his voice when he replies with complete sincerity. “If I were flirting, you’d know it.”

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[collegebuckyanon]

His brows had shot up upon hearing the banter given straight back to him, even causing a small huff to leave his nose, ok... this guy didn't shy away easy amongst a crowd.

When seeing the car, Bucky smiled at how 'normal' it looked, not some big black SUV, or military green cargo unit. "Cute car." He mouths before he can help it, actually being sincere, but realises it might come off as cocky. "I mean it." He adds with a smile, climbing into the passenger side.

He turns fully then, "Hey, no, I don't expect you to cook for me." His tone was a little loud at first but it was more at himself and lack of experience in the kitchen. He just didn't want to feel like a burden on the guy, especially during his first year of college. "I mean..." He quietly admit, "...being army, I didn't really cook." He then perked up, "If you do, then I'm buying the groceries, and don't argue the point."

Listening to the blonde's surprise, he chuckles, "Oh yeah? Not a fan of history huh? It's ok, I haven't watched a sports game on tv like... ever, so I guess that makes us even."

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Moving Day (omg they were roommates)

[Close Starter for @collegebuckyanon]

Steve had visited campus before the start of term, thanks to baseball conditioning and practice, so he was somewhat familiar with the layout. The three student housing blocks, set up in a U-shaped pattern around the courtyard, were structurally identical; the only discernible feature was that they were painted different colors.

As he heads toward his dorm, the sight of the green-painted bricks makes Steve remember something one of the upperclassmen had said after their last practice before the start of term. “Pro-tip: knowing your block color will help you find your way back home when you’re smashed.” It had made everyone laugh but Steve could appreciate the color-coding system on hectic ‘moving day.’

He finds his dorm easily but has to dig in his pockets for the key, muttering to himself as he tried to remember which one he’d crammed it in this morning. He knocked on the door as he rooted around on the off chance his roomie made it there before him.

[collegebuckyanon]

James had spent the morning setting up the last few items in his room, organising his clothes and making a list of supplies the apartment needed for general use. He figured he’d head down to the grocery store later today, hell he’d even take his new roommate, show them around the town, and maybe the campus if he could be bothered. The apartment themselves were bigger than he had expected, when he enrolled last year, so he figured it might be a similar case for a new freshman. All he could think of was that anything was better than smelly old army barracks. Glancing out the window he couldn’t help but huff in annoyance, watching parents farewell their now adult kids, actually giving a damn about their own choices… but so clingy. 

Was he envious?

He’d never admit if he was. He swivelled his head around at the knock, moving out of his own room and into the shared lounge space. He swung open the door, pausing in the doorway as he examined the blonde hair, athletic build and blue eyes, noticing the guy digging for what could only be… “You lost your keys already? You’re off to a good start.” He leant against the doorway for a moment, “So, roomies huh?”

[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

Too preoccupied with trying to remember where he stuffed his dorm key (this is what he gets for just carrying the loose key, he scolds himself), Steve was caught off guard when the door suddenly opened.

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[collegebuckyanon]

Taking a moment to gaze over the freshman, he notices the duffel bag slug over one shoulder, and quirks a brow. “I believe you, so, you get in on a sports scholarship or something?”

Keep reading

[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

Steve tosses a glance over his shoulder at his bag and looks back with a grin that’s half shy, half proud. “Yeah. I did, actually. Baseball scholarship.”

Keep reading

[collegebuckyanon]

Baseball? Bucky had felt his brow arch curiously, he didn’t think he’d ever watched a game in his life… apart from the mock up ones on base, but his father hadn’t ever let him relax enough to play.

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[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

Steve nods mostly to himself when James says that he’s an army brat, filing the information away for later. He grins impishly at the mention of a motorcycle as he leans down to dig his car keys out of a zippered pocket in his backpack.

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[collegebuckyanon]

Bucky laughs on the way out the door as Steve throws off the playful comment of a good time on his bike, "Careful freshman, might say you're trying to flirt." He says out loud as he walks through the hallway, far enough in front to turn back with a wink.

He doesn't care about who listens in, and enjoys the on lookers expressions when they seemingly part their way as he half storms through the crowd.

Did he have a reputation? Yeah.

Did he eat it up? A little...

"Well, all I know is I can't cook for shit, Rogers so... as far as making sandwiches and all the easy stuff it seems to be what goes first." He let out a semi-sigh.

His brow furrowed, he wasn't looking for sympathy there, and kinda didn't know why he admit that fact about himself so openly either. Now he turned with a slight smirk.

"You're a scholar ship kid, man, you get special privileges. I also work on campus as a student tutor, History and Science, don't mock it till you try it." He finger guns toward the freshman with a tongue click.

He glances toward the parking lot, "So, where's your wheels?"

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Moving Day (omg they were roommates)

[Close Starter for @collegebuckyanon]

Steve had visited campus before the start of term, thanks to baseball conditioning and practice, so he was somewhat familiar with the layout. The three student housing blocks, set up in a U-shaped pattern around the courtyard, were structurally identical; the only discernible feature was that they were painted different colors.

As he heads toward his dorm, the sight of the green-painted bricks makes Steve remember something one of the upperclassmen had said after their last practice before the start of term. “Pro-tip: knowing your block color will help you find your way back home when you’re smashed.” It had made everyone laugh but Steve could appreciate the color-coding system on hectic ‘moving day.’

He finds his dorm easily but has to dig in his pockets for the key, muttering to himself as he tried to remember which one he’d crammed it in this morning. He knocked on the door as he rooted around on the off chance his roomie made it there before him.

[collegebuckyanon]

James had spent the morning setting up the last few items in his room, organising his clothes and making a list of supplies the apartment needed for general use. He figured he’d head down to the grocery store later today, hell he’d even take his new roommate, show them around the town, and maybe the campus if he could be bothered. The apartment themselves were bigger than he had expected, when he enrolled last year, so he figured it might be a similar case for a new freshman. All he could think of was that anything was better than smelly old army barracks. Glancing out the window he couldn’t help but huff in annoyance, watching parents farewell their now adult kids, actually giving a damn about their own choices… but so clingy. 

Was he envious?

He’d never admit if he was. He swivelled his head around at the knock, moving out of his own room and into the shared lounge space. He swung open the door, pausing in the doorway as he examined the blonde hair, athletic build and blue eyes, noticing the guy digging for what could only be… “You lost your keys already? You’re off to a good start.” He leant against the doorway for a moment, “So, roomies huh?”

[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

Too preoccupied with trying to remember where he stuffed his dorm key (this is what he gets for just carrying the loose key, he scolds himself), Steve was caught off guard when the door suddenly opened.

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[collegebuckyanon]

Taking a moment to gaze over the freshman, he notices the duffel bag slug over one shoulder, and quirks a brow. “I believe you, so, you get in on a sports scholarship or something?”

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[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

Steve tosses a glance over his shoulder at his bag and looks back with a grin that’s half shy, half proud. “Yeah. I did, actually. Baseball scholarship.”

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[collegebuckyanon]

Baseball? Bucky had felt his brow arch curiously, he didn't think he'd ever watched a game in his life... apart from the mock up ones on base, but his father hadn't ever let him relax enough to play.

He watches the freshman dumb his bags and he catches his stare for a moment, tilting his head, only to be asked if he was military. "Whole family is." He shrugged, "I'm an army brat." He figured the guy would know what that meant and didn't really feel like doing the whole family history thing right now.

Thankful for the change of subject, he nodded, "Good, I only got a bike and unless you wanna snuggle up on the back I suggest we use yours." He smirked a little, crossing his arms over his chest.

Making his way out of the guys room he chuckles at the retort given to his quip, "Is this the part where I get you a collar and call you a 'good boy' Rogers?"

Picking up a leather jacket from the inside of his room, and heads toward the apartment door, "C'mon, I wanna get there before the rest of you freshman raid all the good stuff."

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Moving Day (omg they were roommates)

[Close Starter for @collegebuckyanon]

Steve had visited campus before the start of term, thanks to baseball conditioning and practice, so he was somewhat familiar with the layout. The three student housing blocks, set up in a U-shaped pattern around the courtyard, were structurally identical; the only discernible feature was that they were painted different colors.

As he heads toward his dorm, the sight of the green-painted bricks makes Steve remember something one of the upperclassmen had said after their last practice before the start of term. “Pro-tip: knowing your block color will help you find your way back home when you’re smashed.” It had made everyone laugh but Steve could appreciate the color-coding system on hectic ‘moving day.’

He finds his dorm easily but has to dig in his pockets for the key, muttering to himself as he tried to remember which one he’d crammed it in this morning. He knocked on the door as he rooted around on the off chance his roomie made it there before him.

[collegebuckyanon]

James had spent the morning setting up the last few items in his room, organising his clothes and making a list of supplies the apartment needed for general use. He figured he’d head down to the grocery store later today, hell he’d even take his new roommate, show them around the town, and maybe the campus if he could be bothered. The apartment themselves were bigger than he had expected, when he enrolled last year, so he figured it might be a similar case for a new freshman. All he could think of was that anything was better than smelly old army barracks. Glancing out the window he couldn’t help but huff in annoyance, watching parents farewell their now adult kids, actually giving a damn about their own choices… but so clingy. 

Was he envious?

He’d never admit if he was. He swivelled his head around at the knock, moving out of his own room and into the shared lounge space. He swung open the door, pausing in the doorway as he examined the blonde hair, athletic build and blue eyes, noticing the guy digging for what could only be… “You lost your keys already? You’re off to a good start.” He leant against the doorway for a moment, “So, roomies huh?”

[collegesteveanon-deactivated202]

Too preoccupied with trying to remember where he stuffed his dorm key (this is what he gets for just carrying the loose key, he scolds himself), Steve was caught off guard when the door suddenly opened.

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[collegebuckyanon]

Taking a moment to gaze over the freshman, he notices the duffel bag slug over one shoulder, and quirks a brow. "I believe you, so, you get in on a sports scholarship or something?"

He indicates the bag, not mentioning the fact he didn't really know which sport it was for, but guessed maybe basket ball. The guy was tall, only a couple inches shorter than he was, figured it could fit the bill.

"Lemme help with your bag, c'mon you look like a dork just standing in the hallway, Fresher." He huffed with a small hint of amusement, picking up the suitcase and moving back inside. "You're on the left." He kicks the door shut behind them and makes his way through the apartment to Steve's door.

He sits the suitcase down with a sigh and turns with a crooked smile, "Names James... you behave well enough, I might let you use my call sign." He winks in simple banter.

He takes a breath then, and glances down the hallway toward their shared kitchenette, "So the apartment needs a few essentials, I was gonna head into town, go the store. You wanna tag along- I can show you around a bit."

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Moving Day (omg they were roommates)

[Close Starter for @collegebuckyanon]

Steve had visited campus before the start of term, thanks to baseball conditioning and practice, so he was somewhat familiar with the layout. The three student housing blocks, set up in a U-shaped pattern around the courtyard, were structurally identical; the only discernible feature was that they were painted different colors.

As he heads toward his dorm, the sight of the green-painted bricks makes Steve remember something one of the upperclassmen had said after their last practice before the start of term. “Pro-tip: knowing your block color will help you find your way back home when you’re smashed.” It had made everyone laugh but Steve could appreciate the color-coding system on hectic ‘moving day.’

He finds his dorm easily but has to dig in his pockets for the key, muttering to himself as he tried to remember which one he’d crammed it in this morning. He knocked on the door as he rooted around on the off chance his roomie made it there before him.

[collegebuckyanon]

James had spent the morning setting up the last few items in his room, organising his clothes and making a list of supplies the apartment needed for general use. He figured he'd head down to the grocery store later today, hell he'd even take his new roommate, show them around the town, and maybe the campus if he could be bothered. The apartment themselves were bigger than he had expected, when he enrolled last year, so he figured it might be a similar case for a new freshman. All he could think of was that anything was better than smelly old army barracks. Glancing out the window he couldn't help but huff in annoyance, watching parents farewell their now adult kids, actually giving a damn about their own choices... but so clingy. 

Was he envious?

He'd never admit if he was. He swivelled his head around at the knock, moving out of his own room and into the shared lounge space. He swung open the door, pausing in the doorway as he examined the blonde hair, athletic build and blue eyes, noticing the guy digging for what could only be... "You lost your keys already? You're off to a good start." He leant against the doorway for a moment, "So, roomies huh?"