a continuation of this lil drabble, dedicated to just-tea-thanks and everyone else who demanded more. Its not 10,000 words, but I hope you like it :) its basically just a collection of scenes with ws!bucky manhandling pre-serum Steve, and Steve being a little shit.
It became a normal thing in Avengers Tower after that to see Steve on the Winter Soldier’s shoulders, his chin perched on the brunette’s head as he ambled through the halls or cooked dinner. It could have been hilarious, the way Bucky so easily manhandled the little blond, but everyone was too wary of Bucky to even crack a smile (except Sam, who openly cackled at the two).
“Hmmm, a six-letter word for a continuing saga,” Steve said, chewing on his pen absentmindedly. Bucky grunted beneath him, on what had to be his 200th push-up, not even phased by the extra weight of the skinny blonde sitting cross-legged on his back. The rest of the team was training halfheartedly, mainly keeping an eye on the pair.
“Trilogy is too long, arc is too short, what else could it be?” Steve huffed
“Serial,” Bucky said, his hoarse voice drawing the full attention of the team, “like those stories you used to read in the paper.”
Steve beamed down at him, filling in the blocks of his crossword “thanks Buck, you were always better at these than me,” the former assassin smirked at that, not once breaking the rhythm of his workout.