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My God.... 8.4k reads? This is insane.... this is just insane thank you so much for all of the support
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The down side of the whole Captain America deal is that it’s very difficult to get any kind of privacy, to escape the watching eyes for five minutes, let alone long enough for a decent fuck.
Bucky was mostly joking about Steve keeping his Captain America stage outfit. So was Steve. And yet...
“Have you looked out the window at all today?” Steve teased as he drew level with Clint at his workstation. Clint shook his head. He’d been in early, working since 8 am on a special order, even though they didn't technically open until 10. He washed his hands as Steve bossily continued, “Well, you should, because there’s a hot girl outside of the shop next door and she looks like she needs help.”
Or: Clint is a florist, and Steve is his best friend and delivery driver. After months of sitting empty, the store next door is bought by Natasha, who is opening a tattoo parlor with her best friend Bucky.
Junior year. Steve Rogers navigates high school, dating, and falling in love with his best friend.