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Laying on the floor had never been your idea of fun. It was cold, hard and just plain uncomfortable. You were restless as you once again checked your watch, noticing you had a missed call. You slipped in your AirPods and called your love back.
"Hey baby, you still at the grocery store?" You looked around and sighed.
"Unfortunately. What are you doing?"
"Nothing, just thinking about you in that little red thing... I got the weekend off." You felt your face flush as you listened to Sam describe everything he had planned for you this weekend.
"Mhm, talk dirty to me. As long as you agree to not wear a shirt all weekend I will do whatever you want." You noticed the old lady next to you shoot you a glance and rolled your eyes.
"Hurry home, I don't even care that we're out of eggs. Buck can pick some up later."
"I wish it were that easy, where is he anyway?"
"He's brooding in the garden. His tomatoes aren't doing as well as he had planned. Also, we were on a run and some kid looked at him and said 'hey, you're the old guy! Captain America's friend!' so, he's been in a mood."
You couldn't help the loud laugh that escaped you before you remembered where you were. You mouthed a quick sorry to everyone around you before turning your attention back to Sam. If looks could kill you'd be six feet under from the looks the old lady next to you was throwing your way. What a hater.
"Aw, my poor baby. Well, I should be home in maybe forty minutes? It honestly depends on how long these guys take."
"What guys?"
"Oh, these three guys holding up the store. They've been trying to crack the safe in the back for over twenty minutes, clearly amateurs, but I'm getting tired of laying on the floor. I would've left already but, my outfit is really cute and it's hard to get bloodstains out of satin."
"You're a hostage?!"
"Yeah, but thats not important. I distinctly remember you agreeing to being shirtless this whole weekend. Does that start now or?"
You could hear a commotion in the background and Sam cursing. You heard a car door slam closed and smiled to yourself. Your boys were coming to get you.
"Don't speed! Tell Buck to stop speeding, he knows how you are when you get motion sickness."
"He's not really in a listening mood right now..."
"Put him on the phone."
You were met with silence except for the sound of quiet breaths.
"Hey, I'm alright. You hear me Sergeant? Nothing is taking me away from you and Sam's abs." You heard him huff and smiled to yourself.
"They are impressive." His voice came out groggy as if he was focusing really hard on what he was saying.
"I'm drooling just thinking about it. His abs, your baby blues and my overall raw sex appeal, what a combo. I don't know if our bed will be able to survive this weekend."
"Yeah, yeah. Close your eyes." He hung up the phone and immediately you knew what was happening. You closed your eyes just as the flash bombs went off and the grocery store was filled with mass chaos. You could hear screaming and footsteps running by your head. Sirens could be heard in the distance as you opened your eyes and looked around the store. They had cut the lights and the air was filled with smoke. You grabbed your belongings as well as some gummy bears off the shelf and turned to see the old lady, let's call her Barbara, once again glaring at you.
"What? I was a hostage." Her eyes grew wide at something behind you and she took off running. Ok, weirdo.
"Fancy meeting you here."
"Buck! I got you some gummy bears!" He effortlessly scooped you up and started carrying you towards to delivery exit of the store. You looked around for Sam but, didn't spot him until you were almost at the car. Bucky gently laid you in the backseat and made sure Sam was buckled in before taking off. You watched fondly as Sam fed Bucky gummy bears from the passenger seat and once again found yourself thanking whatever God was responsible for putting these two gorgeous beings in your life.
"Wait, I was promised a shirtless Sam. When is that starting?" Sam laughed as he took off his grey tee and tossed it in your face. His scent filled your nose and you couldn't help but, to squirm in your seat a little.The anticipation was killing you. Having never been a fan of patience you climbed in the passenger seat and straddled Sam's lap. You said nothing as your lips locked with his and if Bucky picked up the speed, well, it was acceptable just this once.
- fin