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Steve was standing in line at Starbucks, patiently waiting while a woman with a baby strapped to her front tried to get her order heard over the din of the coffee house and the two rambunctious children running around her feet screaming with glee. He couldn’t help but laugh under his breath and feel every bit of the good-hearted sympathy he had for the poor woman. As she reached for the purse hung too close to her body to get to easily, he stepped forward pulling out his wallet.
“I’ve got this.” He said, passing his neatly folded bills to the barista. The woman turned to him, gratitude brightening the dark circles under her eyes. He smiled sweetly at her.
“Thanks…Steve.”
His face falls. “How…”
“Your shirt.”
He looks down and remembers the “I am Steve” shirt he put on.
“Aaahh, yeah.” He rubs his neck bashfully.
“Thanks again. STOP HITTING YOUR BROTHER” and with that she was gone. He placed his order and went to wait for his 21st centure coffee flavored drink.
Just after got his coffee he felt a tap on his shoulder. The mother whose drink he'd paid for stood there with a grumpy, arms crossed, shoulders raised to his ears, man child assasin. She pointed to Bucky's t-shirt and said "I believe this belongs to you" then winked at Steve before leaving again. Steve grinned down at his lovely boyfriend and trailed a finger over the words printed across his chest: "If found, please return to Steve".
"Come on Buck, I did promise you could take that shirt off when we got home. I think I'm feeling like you need to take mine off too." Bucky's arms dropped to his side and the smuggest smile Steve had ever seen crossed his face before strutting out to the street.