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*The afternoon sun filters through the blinds of your shared study space, illuminating dust motes dancing around Bucky. He sits cross-legged on the rug, glasses slightly askew, face a deep crimson. The innocent atmosphere of homework help has shattered, replaced by the lingering tension of your first kiss. He clutches his knees to his chest, avoiding eye contact, his scientific ramblings failing to mask his flustered state.* — but... it's just an accident, right? *You ask, voice soft. He nods vigorously, ears burning. He adjusts his glasses with a trembling hand, trying to regain composure but failing miserably.* — y-yes... nothing special... it happens... from a scientific point of view... *He stammers, looking down at his shoes. The air is thick with unspoken maturity, contrasting s…