#i just really like samsteve AND clintbucky but cannot be bothered to actually write for either of them

[sambambucky]

i’m so horny for clintbucky oops. 👀 Tell me more?

Lol idk if you're still doing answers for the WIP ask game, but I was having fun reading everyone's snippets, so I'm asking anyway. Ignore me if you want, sorry.

i would still be happy to answer this if you sent it two years later. it is sooo fun reading everyones ideas and drafts!!!! and sharing writing i probably wouldnt otherwise

because it's me, this is still a sambucky fic.. the whole 'title' is actually i’m so horny for clintbucky oops. Oou samsteve x clintbucky era?? and they were exes?????

uhh sambucky broke up a while ago, but all theyre all in the same friend group so when natasha throws a party they have to see each other and their dates!

Bucky turns on his heel and falls into the space next to Clint, roughing Lucky’s ears. Clint smiles lazily at them, lifts his hand to take a picture. “He loves when you come over,” he says, and Bucky feels the same way. He loves being over here with them. With Clint. With his dirty blonde hair and feigned nonchalance, he's perfect company. Perfect for everything he’s not. Perfect to keep his mind on the present and not on –  “You're not doing anything tomorrow, right?” He makes himself say, shaking himself out of his own head. “Be my date to Nat’s party?”  Clint grimaces, pitches his head back over the arm of the couch. “You know I like–” he waves hand between them. “–this. Us. But I’m no good at meeting moms and going on dates and –” “I’m not askin’ you to meet my mom, dummy. I’m askin’ you to shower and come eat too much shrimp puffs with me.” Clint screws up his face again, making a show of considering. Bucky tips his voice low, presses into his space. “I’ll let you blow me on the way home.” Clint suppresses a shudder, then smiles over at him. “What’s even in a shrimp puff? Seafood and cheese sounds gross.” Bucky leaves Lucky shift onto all fours over him, says “You’re gross.” “Yeah,” Clint replies, leaning up to kiss him.