A life with Sam sounded so blissful, fun and exciting. Bucky could imagine a home here, with Sam. Bucky felt his heart race at the sight of him. His eyes were a delicate brown, eyelashes so soft, the little gap between his teeth when he smiled. The soft orange and pinks collided with the striking white clouds to create a masterpiece. They walked up to the balcony where the sun was setting and they could see the rows of houses and soft lights from the buildings below. “I think we can.” Home is wherever I’m with you, Sam. “No,” Sam smiled reassuringly, “I want to do this with you.” “I’m sorry,” his friend said “if you’re not ready we can–” “Yeah,” Sam replied “it’s just that…Riley and I were - well, we talked about moving in together.” He bit his lip. “Something wrong?” Bucky asked and placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. Sam placed his hands on his hips and stared at the wooden floor. There were steps that lead to two bedrooms and so much more. The kitchen was spacious with many windows, and the living room had a fireplace. “This is nice,” Sam said as he walked through the door. They’ve been travelling across Louisiana for a few days now, looking at the options for Bucky and him to stay in. Bingo Square Fill: First Kiss - get your shit together.
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