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"Babe, what's the password?" You asked, lounging against him on the sofa.
"Password to what?" Bucky asked, his eyes glued to the baseball game on TV.
"Your phone, you dingus, what else?" You questioned, with his iPhone 10 in your hands.
The screen was on, displaying the picture he had taken of you at the beach a few weeks ago. You were wearing a striped romper with a sunhat while sitting on a rock near the ocean. You held your hat in place with your hand as the wind blew in your direction. The picture had captured your radiant smile and Bucky made it his wallpaper as soon as he took it.
Bucky snorted. "Keep on insulting me and I'm not gonna tell you."
"Alright, sorry," you replied bluntly. "So what is it?"
"I don't remember."
You clicked your tongue at him. "Seriously?" You questioned incredulously. "You don't even know you're own password?"
"I try to stay away from that thing as much as possible." He replied curtly, trying to keep track of the game.
"You sound like my grandpa."
Bucky smiled. "I don't mind that. He's pretty cool."
"Well, I do," you said typing random numbers into his phone. "I don't wanna date a grandpa."
"Should've thought of that before dating a guy who's over a hundred years old."
"Should have," you hummed and he rolled his eyes. "Good thing you're hot though."
Bucky chuckles at the screen. "Thanks, doll."
"So you remember it yet?"
"Nope," he popped the "p".
You groaned before reaching for his hand. "Give me that thumb."
You took his hand and placed his thumb against the home button of the phone instantly unlocking it. Bucky groaned at your impertinent behavior as you smiled in victory.
You looked through his apps to find nothing out of the ordinary. "Goodness, Buck, you don't even have any games. What do you do all day long? Stare at your emails?"
"I hardly ever go on it," he replied.
"You're horrible I'm telling you. I have the boringest boyfriend on earth," you wailed dramatically.
"You don't say that when I-"
You cover his mouth. "Don't finish that sentence." You warned. "There's an AI listening," you pointed towards the ceiling, reminding him of Friday's presence and Tony's annoying recordings.
"This world is too technical for me," he sighs.
"Don't worry, sweetheart, that's what I'm here for." You smiled, taking a seat in his lap as he grins.
He was forever indebted to you. He would've been lost if you didn't come to find him. He would've drowned if you didn't come to pull him out. And he was forever grateful to you for saving him.
"So that's why I'm going to download a bunch of games onto your phone," you grinned mischievously.
"Don't you have a phone?" He asked with a grunt.
"I do but it's all the way in my room and I'm too lazy to get it."
"What am I gonna do with you?" He shook his head while chuckling.
"Love me for the rest of your days," you replied while downloading your favorite game, "and let me play all the games I want."
Bucky's lips curl into a big smile with his cool blue eyes looking at you sweetly. "As you wish, my love."
He lowers his head, his lips reaching for your own, but instead, they feel a soft hand against them.
"Uh, uh," you wagging your finger in front of him. "What's the password?" You asked with a teasing tone.
You feel Bucky's lips curl into a smile against the palm of your hand. He pulls back just a little to speak.
"Password is: love you for ten thousand years." He answers in earnest, but he knows it's partially incorrect.
"Hmm?" You hummed with your finger tapping gently against your cheek. "Just ten thousand?"
Bucky let out a hearty laugh as he pulled you closer to him by the hand. "Guess I gotta change my password to forever."
"Mmm, sounds good to me," you replied, before bringing his lips onto your own.