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Text messages between Bucky Barnes and Sam Wilson
Bionic Man
Thursday 5:04 PM
Bucky: how are you?
Sam: good, other than missing you being your typical irritable self in the morning
Sam: it was weird to be in the apartment without you
Sam: I've been too busy to pay much attention to who‘s pissed about us being together now that it’s public, if that's what you're asking
Bucky: what's "much attention" mean?
Sam: that I've seen a few "captain america confirms that partner bucky barnes is his boyfriend" headlines and not much else
Sam: I figured that us being public was probably happening in the near future, so I talked to our people at stark industries on monday to broaden the "don't let this stuff through to the email"
Sam: any reporters who send emails asking about it are getting a bland form letter saying "yes, it's accurate, no, they're not taking additional questions at this time"
Bucky: okay, good
Bucky: I know I'm on vacation but should I be doing something?
Sam: no
Sam: I told you to let me handle shit, you haven't taken an actual vacation in ages
Bucky: I was with you for half of august, that was vacation
Sam: you spent half the time volunteering to help people move stuff and build stuff
Sam: that's not being vacation
Bucky: I was just trying to be helpful
Bucky: and you said handle team getting together shit, this is different
Sam: you were very helpful
Sam: doesn't make it vacation
Sam: I'm really fine, I'd tell you if I wasn't
Bucky: no offense, but I'm not sure I believe you
Sam: offense
Bucky: there it is
Sam: but no, I really would
Sam: there's no point in hiding that kind of shit from you at this point, you can always tell and you just bother me until I talk about it and then you keep bothering me afterward for not telling you I was having a hard time
Bucky: oh
Bucky: okay
Bucky: good
Sam: one advantage to us really not being very subtle at all is that it seems like right now there's a lot of "oh, that makes sense"
Sam: which is really saying something, considering how hard a lot people try to read everything as straight
Bucky: and here I was thinking that we were doing a great job of pretending that we were just very close friendly platonic friends who do a lot of friendly platonic flirting on instagram
Sam: pretty sure one of us implied in an interview once that we usually share a bed
Sam: probably didn't help
Bucky: technically that did start when we were just friends
Bucky: or partners
Bucky: or whatever
Bucky: not what we are now
Sam: I don't know what kind of friendships you have, buck, but I don't really make a habit of having having my friends fall asleep on me in bed while I play with their hair
Bucky: okay, yeah, that's fair
Sam: and I definitely don't have any other friends who bully me into letting them massage my shoulders because they decided that flying made me sore
Bucky: I didn't bully you
Bucky: I just suggested it
Sam: I said "no, I'm fine, you don't have to" and you followed up twice
Sam: awkwardly
Bucky: in my defense, I said it in my head something like six times and I lost track of how often I'd actually managed to get it out
Sam: damn, you really couldn’t wait to get your hands all over me
Bucky: no fucking shit
Bucky: if that wasn't clear at this point, we’d need to have a serious conversation about communication because that would make me look quick on the uptake
Sam: in fairness to you, you've gotten better
Bucky: well, I had to
Bucky: otherwise I wouldn't have been able to bother you until you stop avoiding your problems by finding things to do and just tell me how you’re really feeling
Sam: thanks for that
Bucky: you're welcome
Bucky: I hope it doesn't create a shitshow but I'm glad people know
Sam: yeah, so am I
Sam: fuck, though, people are really invested in it
Bucky: because we're cute together
Bucky: like puppies
Bucky: or baby seals
Bucky: or kittens
Sam: sure, why not
Sam: we're like puppies or baby seals or kittens
Bucky: can you facetime?
Sam: give me a sec
Bucky: okay
Bucky: I love you
Sam: I love you, too
Sam: and when you finally actually say it to my face I might die of shock
Bucky: don't tell me that, it'll just make it even harder for me to say it out loud
Bucky: speaking of even harder, now I’m thinking about having my hands all over you, can I call yet??