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    If it was up to Steve, he’d just never touch either of them again. He can’t choose. The thing that’s never occurred to him before is that he might not have to choose at all.

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    18 Aug 2019

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    “You’re sending me on a two-man undercover,” Bucky says, helplessly, “staying in a vineyard retreat, alone, with Wilson.”

    “Pack your swim trunks,” Daisy adds, “apparently it’s got a hot tub.”

    Bucky looks at Sam. Sam looks back at Bucky. Sam’s arms are crossed over his chest, his forearms bare. Bucky carefully doesn’t look at Sam’s forearms, or the way his t-shirt is pulled tight over his shoulders, straining just a little at the seams. Bucky’s not looking at that at all. He makes eye contact, careful to keep his face neutral.

    Sam’s eyes are soft and dark. Maybe a little amused. He has very long eyelashes.

    Bucky swallows hard.

    “Great,” he says. “That’s just— great.”

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    03 May 2019

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    ... and they were roommates!

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    29 Apr 2019

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    Post Civil War: life in Wakanda is full of surprises. And eventually smut.

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    22 Apr 2019

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    After hours of being in this damn jet (and who gave Steve fucking Rogers a license to fly this thing anyway, hello, he crashed a plane into the Arctic on purpose once), they land in the middle of a field. Yes, a field. Literally right next to a fucking cow. They file off one by one, each taking in their new surroundings. Bucky moos hello to the cow.

    "Did you just moo?" Sam asks. Bucky shrugs, and Sam rolls his eyes. "You didn't say a fucking word the entire flight, and yet, you greet a cow. A goddamn cow."

    "Maybe it’s one of the twenty languages he can speak," Steve mutters, never taking his eyes off of his phone.

    Bucky sneers at both of them. "Where the hell are we?"

    "Right outside of Cut Bank, Montana. About 30 miles from the Canadian border," Steve answers, wrinkling his nose. "I got the coordinates right, this is the place."

    Coordinates his ass. "It's a farm, Steve."

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    In which Bucky, Sam, and Steve learn to live together, Bucky and Sam learn to love each other, and Bucky learns to love himself.

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    13 Apr 2019