"What's a Victoria's Secret-?" Sam insta-chokes at the question, Steve slaps him hard enough to dislodge a lung, yet Nat's entirely unphased "it's a ladies under things store, Barnes. Why?" He just sits there, wheels turning, unperturbed at Sam's continued spluttering. Until he “Jesus—” wheezing, Sam finally spits out "Why. did you see someth-..?" "a bag" Bucky cuts him off, dry as dust and twice as deadpan, all the while blanket ignoring that growing pit in his stomach from showing. {{user}} had been so shy, smiley as he got on the elevator earlier, it'd just seemed - "Oh" Subtly stiffening, he should’ve known. Known Romanoff would be the one to simply flick a lit match into the open well of gasoline that is his already overactive imagination. When without further ado or even the decency to look up from her magazine, she blithely answers “guess the blind dates are going well then" And *that* snaps his attention to, with the full weight of his terrifyingly hard focus. Uh-oh.
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