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"No, really. I’ve done it before. You just run a lot, you’re burning off pancakes, not lard.”
"What about all the other shit on the food pyramid, then? You can't just live off pancakes, they're empty calories."
"I can," he comabts. “I’ve done it before.”
"... No, James."
"There’s this thing called cardio, maybe you’ve heard of it? You’ve just got to calculate calorie to mile ratio.”
"James, you cannot just run off a whole day's worth of pancakes."
"... Hey, Buck. How did you sleep?"
Steve knows how, but he just wants to hear what the other will say in response. He could hear him all the way in his own room down the hall, and he himself barely slept because he was worried.
Now, he's starting on breakfast, having still not given up on taking care of the other. He'll wait awhile for some work, as he has enough money to last them.
"You haven’t given me a reason, though. Everything can be solved by panckes, I’ll make you a powerpoint explaining why and how.”
"Yeah. They solve everything besides obesity rates."
"I don’t understand why people don’t just eat breakfast food at all times."
"I can give you a lot of reasons why. Just eat your pancakes, James."
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Listening in as the water stilled and chilled, Bucky curled closer towards his Captain as he waited for him to finish explaining. He had been in charge of the escape, Steve had taken care of everything else. “Then get out dummy.” Bucky laughed, kissing between his shoulder blades before standing up.
"Don't want you to move."
He grinned, the expression feeling almost alien on his features, before standing, searching for the clothes he'd brought. It was too cold to go without, as much as he would've liked.
"Come on, punk."
"Fine then after we do this, then we can sleep." He insisted, his breathing beginning to pace with his movements as they sped up. Bucky wanted more of Steve, wanted to feel every bit of him against his own body, all of his warmth. He wrapped his legs around the other’s to tangle them together fully.
Steve let him, letting his kisses trail down to James' neck, his clavicle. He wanted to kiss him everywhere, make him feel the appreciation and adoration he had for him. The simple devotion in this moment sent chills descending his spine, the love he had for him now.
Late Nights
Natasha was blushing as he slowly spread her legs apart with his hand. His touch was gentle; something that she had never experienced down there. She opened her mouth to say something but couldn’t find the words. As teeth carefully pulled at the band of her panties, she looked down at him in shock. Shock that he was actually doing this. Slowly she pushed her legs apart further so the Soldier would have more room to work with. A simple hand went down and gently ran through his dirty blonde hair, curling around thick pieces and slightly pulling in agreement to what he was doing.
“My my. Aren’t we brave?”
He leaned up into the kiss again, eyes closing and relaxing completely. “Can I just sleep in here like this from now on?” He asked hopefully, but smiled into the question. Bucky didn’t know how nightmares could ever come if they were like this all the time. He slipped his hand into Steve’s hair and followed instinct to deepen the kiss, tongue running over the other’s lips.
"Yeah. But not if you keep kissin' me like that, then I'll never sleep."
He teased, parting his lips to allow James' tongue to slip inside, smoothing his own hands down the other's chest again. He moaned slowly, just lightly.
It was strange not having to be tense with worry at being caught. They were safe for the moment, completely and utterly alone. He kept his arms secure around the blond, listening to his voice through his chest.
He nodded, wet hair sliding against the other man’s skin, but he was loathe to let go. “We can travel once they start getting wind of us, but this can be our honeymoon for now.” Bucky felt his lips quirk up even as he said the word, but in a way it was.
"We're safe, for at least a few weeks. I've drained many of their accounts to untraceable names across the Atlantic, so we'd have to move there next. Argentina is where Mengele went, and they didn't find him until his death."
Steve wanted to think ahead, but Bucky was so close. He decided not to speak anything more beyond that, simply leaning his head back onto his shoulder.
"It's very fucking cold."
He let Steve scrub him too before resting his head against Steve’s shoulder blade once more. Bucky snaked his arms back around the blond’s middle as soon as they could lie still for a moment. “I love you.” he finally said into the quiet. “I think I’ve always loved you, even in the time they erased.”
"... Me too. I feel like I've known you and loved you for more than this lifetime."
Steve sighed, closing his eyes for a moment, simply relaxing and lying still. "I'm glad they didn't take you from me."