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maybe it's a reunion. it's at a hotel, all the guys that made it through are there, it's a dream to see them. and ofc bucky gets plastered. and ofc the two of them slip away from the party at some point. and ofc no one blinks at it because that's just them, they're prone to slipping away, just to two of them.

"one drink" gale concedes, "one" he says, because he wants to make bucky happy, and bucky is all loose and silly and in a good mood and gale really wants to keep it that way for as long as he can before they have to say goodbye.

i think they're somewhere relatively safe, but a little idyllic. maybe it's a balcony in one of their hotel rooms. a warm night, a little breeze, some starlight, the rustling of trees, it's romantic, can you blame them for getting carried away??

"let me do the honors" bucky says. he pops the top of a beer on the balcony railing, an expert smack. the beer fizzes over a little, and bucky licks it off his knuckles before he adjusts his grip and holds it to gale's lips.

gale balks for just a second, grabs bucky's arm, but bucky's just so enthusiastic and insistent and he looks so focused on this moment so gale lets it happen. just to make bucky happy, ofc, not bc it does anything for him.

obviously, gale isn't a drinker, so it doesn't go down easy. the first drink is fine, but bucky keeps tilting it back, and the carbonation and the bitterness draws a little sound of protest from his throat.

bucky just laughs, he's having too much fun. he holds a hand up to cradle the back of gale's head, tilts the bottle into his mouth a little more, and why is gale suddeny hard? why is bucky's big hand and smile and the intense way he's watching gale's mouth and throat doing something for him right now?

then he gets a little proud about it. he'll drink the whole thing. he'll put on this stupid little show for bucky. he's trying in earnest to drink it all down but again, gale isn't a damn drinker, and it's slow going.

they draw in, closer, and bucky's not smiling anymore, and there's beer escaping the corners of gale's mouth and slipping down his neck, and now they're looking right at each other, and gale's determination is making him hot from his ears down to his cock.

he gasps a little against the bottle, can't help it, and some of the beer bubbles up from his mouth and properly wets the collar of his shirt. bucky's breathing open mouthed now. he steps just a little closer, hold's gale's head just a little more firm, and then they can both feel the way they're hard, all pressed together like that.

"that's it," bucky says, under his breath but it doesn't matter because they're so close gale can hear it clear as anything. it makes his cock twitch against bucky's thigh, which makes bucky groan.