[PSL] Steve + Bucky, post-TWS [locked to irememberedhim]

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Slowly, a smile breaks through the serious set of his face, lopsided and amused, and maybe just a little teasing around the edges. His mind drifts to a dozen different conversations they've had in years long past where he can remember, almost word for word, saying the same thing. Don't let me overstay my welcome. If you need me to leave, tell me. I don't want to make things hard for you. I can get by on my own if I need to. You don't have to sleep on the couch, I don't mind sharing the bed. Stop trying to pawn all the blankets off on me; c'mere, and we'll keep each other warm.

His thumb brushes Bucky's cheek, affection replacing all of his amusement as he leans in, tenderly brushing his lips against Bucky's. Two soft, shallow pecks, and one lingering kiss, but all easy and undemanding.

"Even I forgot what a dummy you are," he murmurs sweetly, easing back into their old rapport, hoping Bucky remembers enough to take it as the term of endearment it was meant to be and not an insult. He rests their foreheads together for a brief moment. "I want you to stay, as long as you want. Now that there's no SHIELD to put taps on my apartment, nobody has to know you're here until you're ready to tell them."

Everything Bucky said is true. Steve should hand him over to the proper authorities, see that justice is done, but above all else Bucky is his friend. If there's some way he can help him, some way to clear his name, anything, he's going to find it before he lets anyone else put their hands on him. "I want you, Buck. I want you here with me. If... that's what you want."

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Bucky couldn't help himself as he leaned into that touch, eyes falling shut for a moment before he felt Steve's lips against his own and he opened them again. He kissed back each time, slowly grasping at his shirt to keep him close. He smiled a bit when their foreheads were pressed together, chuckling.

"Never said I was anything but, punk." He murmured back, licking his lips as he listened to Steve. "Just...promise me if I become a burden that you'll tell me. I don't want to cause trouble for you, Stevie." He said, tilting his head a bit before initiating the next kiss, letting it linger as well, obviously reluctant to pull away. "You give me an offer like that I might never leave."

He smiled, stepping back and looking around before looking down at himself again. "So I think you mentioned something about hot water and fresh clothes? Think I could take you up on that offer?"