otp: starbucks

anonymous asked:

"You fell asleep on me in the subway and I should probably wake you up and its my stop next stop but it’s okay, I can always just catch the subway back…" if you have time!! :)

Dedicated to @biblionerd07!

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“Great job!” Bucky says, jogging to catch up to Steve Rogers as he leaves the office. “I thought those mock-ups were fantastic.”

“Oh, uh, thanks,” Steve says, adjusting his scarf. It, along with his puffy coat, look like they’re about to swallow him. It’s adorable.

“And your presentation was super polished. I was really impressed. I’m in sales—”

“I know you’re in sales,” Steve says.

Bucky tries not to read in that. “Yeah! Good. I was just tryin’ to say that um, we don’t see a lot of presentations that’re that polished. It was really refreshin’.”

Somehow, despite the scarf and coat and his thick-framed glasses, Steve manages to level Bucky with a Look. “Thanks,” he says.

“So are you, uh, gettin’ the F train?” Bucky asks. “I’ve seen you on it a few times. I take it every day,” he adds, hoping it doesn’t come out as creepy. It probably came out as creepy.

He waits a long moment then says, “Yeah, I’ll be on the F train.”

Bucky nods and keeps walking, pretty sure that Steve just wants him to shut up and leave him alone.

Of course, the one time he actually has an excuse to talk to Steve and he’s already worn out his welcome.

After a minute or so, Steve sighs. “Sorry,” he says. “I’m being a jerk.”

“No, no!” Bucky says. “It’s not a big, I mean, I’m the one who…”

“I was up all night working on the presentation,” Steve says. “I haven’t slept all night, and I didn’t shower, so I’m pretty embarrassed to even be talking to you.” He sort of shrinks down into his scarf.

“Oh jeez,” Bucky says, as they start down the staircase to the train station.

“So I promise that I’m more of a person sometimes.”

“Sometimes?” Bucky asks, swiping his card and going through the turnstiles, still close behind Steve.

Steve shrugs. “I’m not a people person,” he says.

“Better than a lizard in a person suit,” Bucky says. Steve shoots him another Look, but this time he’s… smiling a little.

“I guess,” he says.

They walk to the platform, Bucky happily surprised that Steve is letting him tag along, even if they are just standing in silence. When the train pulls up Steve walks in, then looks back towards Bucky and gestures for him to follow. Trying to keep his smile from getting too wide, Bucky scurries after him.

There are a few open seats and Steve drops into one with a huff. Bucky sits next to him, unable to keep from feeling a bit smug. He’s on the train next to his crush. Doesn’t get a whole lot better than that. “Where’s your stop?” Bucky asks.

“Neptune Avenue,” Steve says. “You?”

“Prospect Park.”

“Not too far from each other, all things considered,” Steve says, yawning.

“Nope!” Bucky says. He waits a long minute and then says, wringing his hands, “Maybe if you’re not busy we could—“

He almost jumps when Steve’s head hits his shoulder.

Bucky looks down and Steve is out, snoring and adorable, glasses askew. Bucky smiles and settles in. There’s no harm in letting Steve get some rest, and Bucky is sure that he won’t sleep for that long. Bucky hasn’t been able to do so much as take a cat nap on the train.

But then one stop goes by, and another. The car gets increasingly crowded but Steve remains asleep, soft hair tickling the edge of Bucky’s jaw.

Bucky realizes that Steve’s going to sleep through his stop. Of course, Bucky would have to wake him up to get off at Prospect Park, but given how easily Steve conked out the first time, there’s a pretty good chance that he’d just fall back asleep.

Prospect Park comes and goes, and Bucky stays in the train.

It’s not hard to sit and wait for Steve’s stop. The crowd thins out and things get more comfortable, so it’s actually pleasant. A few minutes before Neptune Avenue Bucky maneuvers himself around so that he can tap Steve’s shoulder. “Steve?” he asks. Steve grumbles and sort of rubs his head into Bucky’s shoulder. Bucky chuckles. “C’mon buddy, your stop is comin’ up,” Bucky says.

“Oh!” Steve says, sort of popping up. He’s got lines on the side of his face from Bucky’s jacket, and his glasses are completely askew. He looks over at Bucky and squints. “I slept?” he asks.

“The whole way,” Bucky says.

Steve clears his throat. “Your stop was…”

Bucky shrugs. “I’ll call an Uber or somethin’.”

“I’m such a jerk,” Steve says as he adjusts his glasses.

“No, no! I just… You’re tired. I didn’t want you to fall asleep again and miss your stop.”

The tinny voice that announces the stop says they’re approaching Neptune Avenue.

“I’ll make it up to you,” Steve says. “Meet me after work tomorrow, okay?” Steve asks, standing up.

“Really?” Bucky asks.

“Definitely,” Steve says. “Maybe we can both get off at Prospect Park,” he adds with a little grin, then scampers off the train. Bucky watches him as the doors close, grinning as Steve turns around to wave him goodbye.

“Wow,” Bucky mutters. “Lucky me.”

Then he realizes that they’re on their way to Coney Island and he groans.

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“Space Unicorn” by Parry Gripp | Choreography by David Moore

ft. Dancers: Sean Lew, Josh Price, Jason Hancock