Loki liked swimming in the pool at the apartment complex. Summertime in New York was odd, and Loki knew the pool water was cool, so he’d gone down to lay in the shade for a while. Dark green swim trunks clung to his legs and a pair of dark sunglasses covered his eyes as he lay on a lounge chair under one of the umbrellas. He had been out for half an hour or so when he decided maybe he didn’t want to be alone. He materialized his phone and sent a quick message to Bucky, hoping the other wasn’t busy. 

[to; Bucky ♡]: Afternoon, handsome. Free for a swim?

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