When she wears YOUR flannel shirt - Bucky/Darcy
for @lynnestra44 Bucky Barnes/Darcy Lewis When she wears YOUR flannel shirt
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“Hey babe,” her face appeared on his screen and Bucky couldn’t stop himself from grinning. They had these skype calls as much as possible, but he wasn’t ever any less thrilled to see her.
“Hey there dollface,” he replied, his cheeks already starting to ache from the grin that wouldn’t stop widening. “Miss you like crazy.”
“Miss you too,” she said, poking out her bottom lip. “Miss you so much that I went and found something of yours so I could wear it.”
Now that he was looking, that plaid pattern on her shirt seemed awfully familiar. And then she stood up and stepped back from the computer screen, twirling in his flannel shirt that she was wearing as a dress. The hem fluttered, showing just enough bare thigh to make his mouth water.
He knew two things to be true: she looked fucking hot in his shirt, and quarantine was the worst thing ever.
