Merci buckets / Hawkguy
Closer was definitely better. It was always better, he'd come to find. Bucky much preferred it, and why shouldn't he? They fit together well. Being in close enough quarters that either could go for a kiss without stretching their necks that far was definitely convenient.
"Is that all? And here I thought I might have to persuade you." He liked that smile. That Clint smile. It drew him right in. Bucky had a smile that was just for Clint, too, and it read on his face. "Well then, would you dance with me?" He asked, while his hand not holding Clint's slid around to his back and splayed across it.