Bucky Barnes

[woundedwinter]

James Buchanan Barnes.
Everyone calls me Bucky.

You should know how this works.

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[noblecaptain]

ping. [Steve grabs one of the coins and turns, whipping it right back at Bucky and watching it bounce off his metal arm. His eyes narrow and he frowns as he runs. Just as he almost gets close enough, Bucky seems to pull ahead.]

Big spender. Stop running and I'll show you who is the punk.

[woundedwinter]

[He spares a glance over his shoulder, a reckless grin on his face as he runs, keeping just ahead of his lover.] Nope. Gotta work for it, Stevie.

[noblecaptain]

[Steve took a deep breath and gave it all he had, running forward and taking a leap, aiming to catch Bucky and drop and roll with him. His arms reached out and he wasn't sure if he would be successful, but at least he knew Bucky was one of the few guys who could take his whole weight without an issue.]

I. Am. Trying.

[woundedwinter]

[Heavy arms hook around him and Bucky tucks and rolls with the tackle, landing hard with a whoosh of air that's almost a laugh. He smirks up at Steve.] Finally. I was running out of coins.

[noblecaptain]

[Steve laughed.] So save your coins. I got you.

[woundedwinter]

Damn right you do.

Now get off me you jerk before someone calls your friend the sheriff on us.