Can you not have the attention span of a goldfish?

[neverdanced]

Midterms were approaching, which was only slightly less stressful than finals. Although he was an art major, Steve still had a lot to get done. He had to finish his portfolios for three different classes, techniques to master and be able to explain the significance of, as well as being able to write in-depth analyses on the symbolism of various pieces. He still had a long way to go, but he would at least be finished with the portfolio part shortly. All he had to do was finish a few more drawings using different mediums.

Bucky, on the other hand, had a lot more to study and memorise if he wanted to do well. That hadn't escaped Steve at all. He glanced over at him a few times, then stretched his legs out, intentionally nudging Bucky with one.

"Hey, why don't you crack open a book or something? Your not studying is distracting me."

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[couldntreach]

Bucky would have almost been proud of Steve for the near smoothness of that cliché being implemented. Almost, if the action had not tagged him for his round in over-thinking theater. Steve did seem the cliché type, but somehow Bucky hadn't ever expected him to use a move Bucky taught him, on him.

This just left him wondering if Steve really meant to do that or if he was just stretching out arms stiff from a day of drawing and sketching nearly endlessly.

But Steve had given him something else to focus on, too. That retort. He rolled his eyes, nudging Steve in the ribs. But the action actually moved him closer to the other man and he didn't shift back to compensate.

"I don't have to tell myself, I could prove it just fine."

[neverdanced]

Steve was overthinking just as much as Bucky was. Maybe. He was suddenly too aware of how close Bucky was, where they had physical contact and where they didn't. It really wouldn't have been any different than anything that happened before, were it not for the fact that Steve was looking at it differently.

He knew he really shouldn't.

But Bucky wasn't moving away, and he hadn't said anything about his arm, either.

"What are you waiting for?"

It was a blatant taunt, but Steve wasn't sure which way he meant it, even.

[couldntreach]

Bucky wouldn't be able to deal with himself if he didn't follow that taunt through with the only possible response. Movie forgotten, he shifted on the couch to all but throw himself on Steve, fighting to wrestle him down onto the couch in a way Bucky could pin him.

He might be stronger and faster now that any normal man, but Bucky had taught Steve a lot of his movies, and he was pretty sure he could still get one up on the super soldier, serum or no serum.

Time to see what you're made of, Steve. Can Bucky still manage to get him pinned down? Maybe the fact that he's willing to fight a little dirty will pave the way. Bucky's leg gets between Steve's at some point for the better leverage the middle of the couch provides, and if his leaning forward just happened to put the upper part of his leg in contact with Steve's groin, well.

It was probably an accident.

[neverdanced]

It didn't matter that Steve had the serum, or that Bucky was his best friend. He wasn't going to go easy on him. That'd be an insult to them both, and that just wasn't how Steve rolled. He at least let Bucky make the first move. Consider it a head start, as much as was possible anyway.

For the most part, they were well matched; Bucky was better skilled at the technique, especially considering he was better classified as an expert on it than Steve was. What Steve lacked, he made up for in size and strength, which was still ironic, considering how it used to be.

When he overturned Bucky in an attempt to pin him to the couch on his back, it had nothing to do with Bucky's leg and the contact it made. It definitely didn't steer Steve's mind in a direction that left him feeling distracted. It definitely didn't allow for obvious openings, either.

Spoilers, it did.