Sighing, Bucky shook his head slowly. “Sam, I’m going to kill you”, he mumbled to the little note that was attached to the shirt. Have fun walking through the compound in it. Great. He’d totally have oh so much fun.
For a moment he even considered just not wearing a shirt, but looking at his scars made him change his mind. Besides, this would attract too much attention…more than this shirt. He could somehow cover the text with his hand. It would work.
Maybe.
Twenty minutes later he was standing in the training room, his arms crossed, covering his chest behind them. God he felt embarrassed.
Especially facing Steve in this shirt. What if he thought it’s a stupid pick up line? It’s not like Bucky would mind it if Steve kissed him but-well-what if Steve would get mad seeing this?
No, that’s ridiculous. Steve would do that. Especially after coming out as bi sexual…. so he was a tolerant guy. Which Bucky already knew, before Steve’s coming out. Even in the forties he had known that. Steve wasn’t a fella who’d discriminate someone for love.
God, Bucky had it bad.
For his best friend of…nearly 100 years? Technically less, because, well, being frozen, in cyro and brainwashed doesn’t count. Either way it was still a long, long time. He didn’t want to jinx it.
But this shirt? God, he was nervous.
“Great, you’re here. Let’s warm up and then we can start with some sparring”, said the blond man, noticing Bucky and stepping away from the box sack. It looked different… “I thought it was blue yesterday?”, mumbled Bucky, coming closer to Steve. Stepping into some hits of sand he already knew the answer.
Looking back his suspicions were confirmed. “Punk. they won’t have any left if you keep doing this”, chuckled Bucky, watching as Steve’s ears turned red from the blush that was creeping over his face and neck- even lower. He knew Steve was a whole body blusher. (Which he always considered as one of the cutest things about Steve.)
God, he was so fucked.
While warming up Bucky tried not to face Steve, but after they stepped on the mat Steve looked down at Buckys chest. Right over his pecs was the text ‚I am going to punch you in the mouth, with my own mouth, softly, because I like you‘ written, making him laugh out very loud, grabbing his own chest, while his head fell back. “Oh Buck!”
Steve snored ungracefully, stepping closer to Bucky and pulling lightly at the surprisingly very soft fabric. Bucky felt his heartbeat quicken, while his breath stopped for a second. Why did Steve have to come this close??
God.
“Who made you wear this?” Steve grinned, shaking his head lightly. Bucky sighed, pushing him playfully onto the mat. “Shut up punk. At least it's more my size than all the clothes you wear”, Bucky laughed, not being able to stop his graze traveling over Steve’s body. Even Steve’s sweatpants seemed to be tighter than necessary.
A few moments of bickering later the two super soldiers started sparring, with Steve throwing Bucky to the floor and playfully stepping onto his chest with one, without any pressure. He could still read the text. “Should I be more gentle with you?”grinned Steve, helping Bucky up. “You can really be a dick, Captain.” Bucky rolled his eyes, but couldn’t stop the grin from his lips.
Steve chuckled darkly. “Is that so? Then show me what you got, sergeant”, without waiting Steve attacked Bucky again, swinging his fist at him, hitting him square in the jaw. Bucky growled quietly to himself, punching Steve and quickly grabbing his arm when he tried to hit him. They kicked and punched, till they both somehow fell to the floor, with Steve underneath bucky.
Bucky grinned down at him and held down Steve’s wrist with his metalarm over Steve’s head. “See, Captain, there’s nothing else left for you. Overpowered by your sergeant”, whispered the brunette, letting his eyes linger on Steve’s lips for a moment. Unknowingly he licked over his own lips, seeing as Steve did it too.
His heartbeat set out for a moment. At least that’s how he felt.
Did he imagine it or did Steve really look at his lips? He couldn’t have imagined it, right?
“I may still have one more…tactic…”, Steve grinned, biting down on his lip. Before Bucky could realise what was happening Steve leaned forward, pressing his soft lips to Buckys.
Steve felt his own breath getting caught in his throat. He waited so, so long…
And finally he was kissing Bucky. After so many years.
Just like it took Steve’s breath away, it had the same effect on Bucky. He was completely forgetting about what was happening around them. The only thing he had in his mind right now was the blond underneath him.
The kiss was gentle and sweet. And Bucky couldn’t stop himself from cupping Steve’s face in his hands-that’s when he realised his mistake. Quickly he was pinned under Steve’s weight, with him holding his arms tightly.
Bucky knew this kiss would end now. It was just a game. A move, to get Steve to win over him, just-
But it didn’t stop.
Steve’s tongue slid slowly in his panting mouth, easily dominating the kiss. Surprised and completely unprepared for this Bucky let out a quiet gasp. He could feel Steve grin against his lips.
“I guess I won….”, he whispered against Buckys open mouth, making the other slowly shake his head. “I'm pretty sure I won something even better…”, he grinned slightly, putting his legs around Steve’s slim waist, pressing him a bit closer against himself.
Steve chuckled darkly, slowly kissing Buckys throat. “I’m very happy you are wearing this t-shirt…but i'd be happier if you wouldn’t wear anything at all”, he grinned. Bucky laughed quietly but thought about it for a moment.
Yeah, he wanted that too. He wanted it so badly. Feeling Steve’s skin against his. His heavy body…his sweet rosy lips all over his body….
“Fuck, Steve…yes, let’s-lets do that”, he mumbled moving his head to the side, to capture Steve’s lips in a passionate kiss. Before they could go any further, a voice was heard over the speakers.
“Okay, great. I’m happy the shirt worked but now you should leave the gym since some other people-like me-want to train and not walk in on you fucking like rabbits on a mat”, sams voice sounded mostly amused.
Both men blushed. Steve’s ears turned red, making Bucky a big grin.
But Sam was right. They should go.
They had a lot of catching up to do.