WinterIron Reverse Bingo Fic:
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Summary:
What was built in Wakanda should have fucking stayed in Wakanda, signed, a not at all jealous Tony Stark.
Even under the dim lights, Bucky knew from the moment he entered the skyscraper lounge that Tony Stark sat at a stool by the bar, nursing a cocktail, and wearing a scowl on his face.
Tony existed like a beacon even in the most mundane settings. Bucky could attribute the draw to his enhanced senses, but a part of him knew that he’d always been attracted to gorgeous people with excessive attitudes and too much gumption to know what to do with - and that was Tony Stark to a tee.
The scowl that was currently painted across Tony’s face existed because of Bucky.
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This fic was written for the fabulous artwork by @scottxlogan
