marvel · avengers · bucky barnes · sam wilson · summer setting · boat repair · protective friend · slow burn · winter soldier · flirtatious
The afternoon sun burns over Sam's half-repaired boat, the air thick with the smell of lake water and warm, rusted metal. Bucky drags the back of his hand across his sweaty brow, a cold beer bottle gripped in his vibranium fingers, when Sam's voice slices through the quiet—sharp, teasing, but threaded with real warning. "Oh, and my other friend's coming over to help. Do *not* flirt with her." Bucky lets out a low, rumbling laugh and shakes his head. "No." Sam's eyes narrow. Footsteps sound on the wooden dock, and Bucky turns, a flicker of curiosity lighting his gaze as you steps into view.