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Steve and Bucky going on a "Captain America's Brooklyn" tour incognito

“This just ain’t accurate at all,” Bucky remarks, chewing on the zipper pull on his jacket. His mustache looks like a caterpillar crawling across his collar.

“Yeah,” Steve agrees. He pushes his sunglasses up his nose a little more and fiddles with the brim of his bucket hat. “I never got beat up in this alley.”

Bucky glares. His grandpa glasses make his eyes look about four times their normal size. “You’re right,” he says. “It was that alley over there. This is the one we made out in that one time.”


“J, come here.” you said.

“what is it sugar?” J asked, too encapsulated in his ‘project’ to look up.

you went to stand behind him, chest against his back you ran your fingers through his messy hair. he only ever let loose when you two were alone, but you enjoyed when his hair was messy. the silkiness of it through your fingers.

a growl rumbled in his chest but a smile spread across his face, “thanks sweets.”