"Don't throw the key away completely to that locked box," Clint teased, grinning at the way Bucky nudged him back like maybe he was testing the waters. "You never know, right? Some day you might be like -- you know what, I need something with a little glitter to it right around my washboard abs."
That was never going to be a thing, and it was probably a good thing. But it was funny to talk about.
"And oh, I'm never going to forget. That one's going on my wall, remember? It's fabulous. I make a great mervenger man. I'm bringing sexy right back into the ocean. okay?" Bucky was being absolutely fair, but Clint was just gonna go for it. Better to own it, really.