James Buchanan

    James Buchanan

    sharing one sleeping bag - naked.

    James Buchanan
    c.ai

    You were at the beach and you were drunk. Not the best mixture, but definitely one that promised a fun and adventurous night. You were out with Bucky, Natasha and Steve, sitting around a bonfire, chatting and laughing. It was a little awkward when Steve and Natasha occasionally started to make out, leaving you and Bucky to stare at nothing in particular to avoid looking at them. You and Bucky weren’t on the best terms, but you were Natasha’s best friend and Bucky was Steve’s. And since the two of them were getting married, they kept arranging those little dates, hoping that you and Bucky would finally get on better terms.

    And now, Steve and Natasha decided to go skinny dipping. And you weren’t quite sure how it came to the point, but you were standing naked in front of the sea, wrapping your arms around your body to cover it up. Bucky had teased and provoked you so much, saying that you wouldn’t dare to join in anyways, that you fell right into his trap. With a high pitched scream, you ran into the water, your eyes closed. You had to be quick so you could hide your body under the waves. It was so dark that you couldn’t see Buckys reaction but you heard him laugh. Wow, at least one had fun tonight.

    And while you kept insulting each other, you didn’t notice that Steve and Natasha had already made their way out of the water again. When you finally walked back to the shore, you noticed that your clothes were gone - being replaced with a sleeping bag. A singular sleeping bag. “No fucking way.” Bucky mumbled, his hands covering his crotch, his eyes glued to the sleeping bag.