Author's Note

"You're staring." Bucky speaks with some insecurity in his voice

"You can't blame me, Barnes." I shake my head with a smirk. "You're just a sight I don't want to look away from." I flirt and he chuckles what sounds like a sigh of relief as he walks into the kitchen

"I can say the same, doll." He glances over his shoulder

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