I'll have to down the whole bottle. Then another. And maybe whatever else you have here.
[There are some alcohols that work, but he demons at the bar seem to know which those are. Then there's the mead Thor had...but alas. Just another painful subject.]
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We don't need glasses. [Aims to just outright take the bottle.]
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Maybe a little closer to him.
They deserve a little cuddle, right?]
Just don't drink it all.
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[He takes a good gulp out of it, though, before passing it back.]
[They definitely deserve some cuddling.]
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[She knows that's not how it works, but she can be... let's say optimstic about it.]
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I'll have to down the whole bottle. Then another. And maybe whatever else you have here.
[There are some alcohols that work, but he demons at the bar seem to know which those are. Then there's the mead Thor had...but alas. Just another painful subject.]
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Drink as much as you want. I'm sure there will be enough leftover for me.
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[Bucky shakes his head, once.] There won't be.
Besides, I want to enjoy this with you. That's part of the idea.
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[She smiles very slightly, shrugging as she nestles closer.]
Feels like you're saying the quiet part out loud.
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[There's a single, dry chuckle.]
[Bucky wraps an arm around Natasha.]
Not all of it. [He felt the ultimate quiet part was how terrified he was to wake up and find her just gone one day.]
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[She snuggles closer, though, pressing her cheek against his shoulder before she takes the bottle of whiskey from him.]
Aside from the obvious.
Wrap? Unless we have an idea where else this is going?
[Not be miserable together. Or let his thoughts run into morbid darkness. They're just drinking. That's all.]