paridoxical feelings
"So wait, explain this to me again, so I can understand fully," Sam insists, a smirk on his mouth.
"We have known each other for two weeks now," Bucky starts.
"I knew Bucky as James, Bucky knew me as Steve- no relation to any roommate of Clint," Steve sniggers, and Nat rolls her eyes. "I had been helping him with a project of his, and he helped me finish a project of mine, essentially that's it."
Nat and Sam look at each other and back at the two of them, and Clint's just sitting there. "Of course this only happens to you idiots."
"That's what I said!" Bucky exclaims, and the whole group bursts out laughing. In the midst of the laughing, Bucky leans over and whispers in Steve's ear. "So, Stevie, what's the plan for the big date?"
Steve laughs, ignoring the shiver that goes down his spine when Bucky's warm breath in near is neck- ignoring the want, the desire. At this point, Nat, Clint and Sam are talking animatedly about some sniper shit, and it's just Bucky and Steve in their world.
"I'm not telling you, it's a surprise, Bucky," he explains, and Bucky pouts.
Steve watched as Bucky smiles and turns to Nat to ask her a question. He takes a moment to sit there and just, think.
Because what the fuck had happened.
This was all- it was all, so, ugh, he didn't know. It was weird and exciting and fast and slow and scary at the same time. And it made no sense but it made so much sense all at once. It was happening so fast, one minute he would never speak to James again, the next, Bucky is kissing him and they have a date?
Damn, it was all too fast, but it was a good kind of fast, Steve insists. He's doing everything in his power to push down the slight fear and anxiety that he felt, because this was worth the fight.
Bucky was worth the fight.
And he didn't know what they were- friends, not friends, dating- but he knew that he would do whatever it took to prove to Bucky that he wanted it.
God, it was all so fast, these feelings.
So fast, Steve thought as he looked at Bucky, but so good. He leans over and rests his head on Bucky's shoulder, unsure but sure at the same time.
He looks up from Bucky's shoulder and saw Clint looking at him, and he smiled after Clint winks.
"Hey, Bucky," Clint says, "you know, Steve's been moping around for the last few days because of you," he says with a devilish smile.
"Clint!"
"Think I heard him in the shower singing Whitney Houston," Clint says, and the table laughs as Steve hides his face in his hands from embarrassment.
"Barton, I'll get you back for this."
"Mhm, sure you will."
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