Bucky / Clint
Like liked. That was probably the best term for it -- for now. Clint was pretty sure he'd find a better, more choice word sooner rather than later, but I like you seemed like more than enough. They both got it, that was what mattered. Not much else, really.
"It's probably sexy to someone," Clint said with a little snort of a laugh, "but yeah, not so much for me. I'll keep it to mythical creatures and librarians, y'know?"
A while, that sounded promising. Clint was pretty greedy though, sometimes. When he allowed himself to be. And it was his birthday, so now seemed like a decent time for it, he figured. "What if my birthday wish is you staying all night?"