[There's a delay this time. A wait while Bucky tries to figure out his next step here. Sure, he knows he could play this all off as another joke. Could fall back on it being something about how Ash is the only person who gets to see him submit. But that feels cheap. Feels like a cop out. Which is why, eventually-]
someone should call the cops, because you've stolen my heart
[Yes, it's another line. But there's some truth to it this time.]
( hopefully no one sees ash turn a little pink in the cheeks, pressing his phone screen over his chest as if to push the words deep in there, a little giddily, like a high schooler with his first crush. well — it's a bit more than that, at this point. )
No one would ever believe me if I told them how cheesy you are. Seriously. 🥰
( things take time. ash is experienced enough in relationships (see: two) to know he moves at a pace far quicker than anyone else. he defaults instead to bucky’s comfort — he can, after all, be patient. )
[His response takes a while to come. Mostly because he has to take a second to process that. A moment in time that needs to be stored away and kept safe. Because having that feeling shared means more to him than the words themselves ever will.]
you're coming back here after work, right?
[To the apartment that Bucky's all but taken up residence in over the winter. Actually moving in might not be on the cards. But having a warm bed and an even warmer body to curl up against at night is something he's finding increasingly more difficult to live without.]
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You're very ridiculous, you know.
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are you a campfire? because you’re hot and i want s’more
[Though, because it feels worth sharing...]
think i like it when you call me james
no one else i care about does
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I like calling you James, too. It's a good name.
And I like being the only one.
( he doesn't put much effort into being subtle about his possessiveness anymore. )
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you know that ain't the only thing you've got from me that's just yours
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Oh, really?
Tell me more.
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violets are blue
how would you like it if i came home with you?
you're still at work
you sure you want me to answer that now?
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Would you rather tell it to me later?
( when they're in person, and ash can make it a lot more difficult for him to get the words out, of course. )
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just your reaction
[Never mind that he already doubts he'll say anything if they're face to face. Ash is naturally a little too distracting when they're together.]
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The anticipation is worse.
( for as good as ash is in dishing it out — he absolutely cannot take it, whatsoever. )
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someone should call the cops, because you've stolen my heart
[Yes, it's another line. But there's some truth to it this time.]
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No one would ever believe me if I told them how cheesy you are. Seriously.
🥰
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[Never mind that it's exactly what he'd been going for at the start. Now though-]
when i say it to you it won't be a line over text
don't mean it ain't true right now though
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( things take time. ash is experienced enough in relationships (see: two) to know he moves at a pace far quicker than anyone else. he defaults instead to bucky’s comfort — he can, after all, be patient. )
And I feel the same.
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you're coming back here after work, right?
[To the apartment that Bucky's all but taken up residence in over the winter. Actually moving in might not be on the cards. But having a warm bed and an even warmer body to curl up against at night is something he's finding increasingly more difficult to live without.]
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always will
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Should I bring dinner?
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might want to pick something up anyway though
just incase
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And if nothing's jellied, it'll be perfect.
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i tried to make meatloaf
it smells right at least
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it was the easiest recipe to follow
still managed to burn the potatoes though
😔
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( he is so cute 😠)
Maybe I like burned potatoes.
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too bad her son's an idiot
cause i'm not feeding you burned potatoes
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