This took approximately 25 years to fill and it probably wasn’t worth the wait lmao I’m sorry ;; but I had a lot of fun writing it.
If there are typos then that’s all completely my fault. I’ve got no beta. All I have is Google Docs and spellcheck.
Maybe it’s a bit of a cliché scene, the both of them lounging around on a couch they dragged out onto the landing pad. But it’s comfortable; there’s no flashing cameras, no invasive questions, and no furtive glances. Just the two of them (and okay, maybe one flashing camera, but that’s just because Tony insists on taking selfies).
“I’m still upset about the Boston creams,” Tony grumbles, a chunk of glazed donut in his hand. He pops the donut into his mouth, sucking off some of the dried glaze that covers his fingers. After swallowing, he adds, “The lack of them, to be more specific.” Although, they did stop by the shop near 6PM, so he supposes he can’t complain too much.
Bucky hands Tony another chunk before polishing off the remainder. “I feel like it’d be harder to share a Boston cream,” Bucky says, actually pondering the logistics of sharing such a donut. He gestures vaguely at Tony’s jeans that probably cost more than what most people make in a week. “Do you want a bunch’a filling all over your pants.”