Flufftober: Shooting Stars

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"Wow," you awe looking at the shooting star streaks across the night sky. "You know, apparently, if you wish on a shooting star it'll come true."

The two of you lay side by side on the Compound roof. Bucky sweetly hums, still tracing little stars onto the palm of your hand.

"What do I need to make a wish for?" he asks, watching you more than the meteor shower illuminating the night sky above you. "I've already got everything I want."

"Aww..." you coo, tenderly stroking his cheek. "You're so lucky no one else was here to witness that corniness."

He rolls his eyes, scoffing, "Please, you love it."

You playfully scrunch your nose, "Yeah. I do."

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