1/2 "It's itchy," Bucky complained as he pulled at the collar of his knit sweater. It was brisk outside and while he always tended to run warm anyway, he knew you loved him in big, comfy jumpers. "It's amazing," you told him, smoothing his hair out of his eyes as you handed him a hot chocolate and took a seat next to him on the porch swing. He cleared his throat deliberately and sent you an incredulous look.
2/2 “Excuse you,” he said, “I was told that if I wore this, there would be snuggles.” He sent you a pointed look and sipped his hot chocolate, getting some whipped cream on the tip of his nose. You laughed, and gently crawled into his lap as he stuck his nose in your hair and snuffed in happiness.
oh the whipped cream on the nose - Gen