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Steve steps back into the car and closes the door, lips still tingling.

“You don’t like blondes,” Bucky says.

“Well,” Tony says, standing and clapping his hands together, “for the sake of scientific validity, there’s only one way to test this.” He pauses for dramatic effect. “We need to hold the first annual Ass Championships.”

Steve always put up the token protest, but they ended up this way as often as not in the winter, sharing covers and space and heat and not freezing to death. If anyone were to walk in, it would seem reasonable, even.

There’s a kill order on the Winter Soldier and Steve Rogers has been acting kind of strangely lately.