"So, you just type what letters you want to use and then hit the blue arrow in the corner," you explain to Bucky. The first thing you wanted to teach him was how to text. Cause that's always useful.
He is holding the phone in his metal hand, using his right index finger to poke at the screen.
"Good!" You laugh, watching him type.
He groans. "This is frustrating."
You giggle. "Do you know about Netflix?"
"Um, are we gonna Netflix and chill?" He asks.
Your eyes grow wide and you cough quickly, trying to hide your embarrassment.
"No, no! I bet Sam taught you that, but not the actual meaning?"
He nods.
You giggle again. "Well, were not gonna do that, but I'll show you how it works.."
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After a full day of teaching Bucky how to use a few things, he offers to take you out to dinner.
The two of you are walking down the streets of New York, looking for a place to eat.
"Thank you, for today..." Bucky tells you. "You're a great teacher."
"It's no problem... I think you're a good guy, and I don't mind spending time with you," you smile.
He smiles back. You continue walking, when your feel his hand brush up against yours.
You smile, intertwining your fingers.
You have a feeling that this is the start of what's going to be a beautiful and long relationship.
This was short, I'm so sorry! I almost forgot to update 🙂
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