James Barnes/OC
Marvel AU
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Alouette Clementine has battled severe illness for most of her life, but she never let that stop her from living it to the fullest. She was wild and carefree, never failing to shine a bright light on the darkest moments...
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𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 picture plays loud and bright on the screen ahead as the group sits in their respective places. Peter had fallen asleep, his arm tangled in Ivy's as she sits beside him.
Nat and Steve were cuddled together tightly, each using the other as a blanket. And, Letty and James were simply sitting next to each other. She had swapped her ice cream for hot chocolate a little bit ago, and she was warmer now.
At least her hands were.
Her nose was red from the cold wind and her legs were shivering. James seems to realize this and wraps his arm around her, "You okay?"
"Just a little cold," she smiles at him, "I'm alright, though. One time we sat through an entire movie in the snow so I think I'll manage. It's almost over anyway."
And is if the weather is against them, they start to feel the beginnings of rain showering down on them. Small and spaced out water droplets hitting each of their faces.
"Okay," he nods and presses a kiss to her red nose. It shocked him to act in such a way, but the red dot was too tempting and he could hardly control himself around her. The simple act made a light blush spread across her cheeks, the feeling of intimacy she felt in the moment was comforting.
"James?" She turns her head towards him, holding her hot chocolate with both hands and pulling her legs to her chest for more warmth.
"Hm?" He turns his head towards her. His eyes shiny steel and icy in the dark, his lips red and pillowy. He smells of his usual nicotine musk, and the scruff on his jaw was thicker in close sight.
"What do you think of my haircut?" She asks. She was a little self-conscious about it and he hadn't mentioned it. She was just hoping it wasn't for a bad reason. "I know I might look like a boy, but I promise you all the parts are intact." She tries to mask her insecurity with a joke.
He puffs out a laugh, his eyes moving to look her over. His shoulders lift in a small shrug, "I like it."
"Yeah?" His eyes spot that singular dimple again and he smiles at the way her eyes crinkle when she grins. She was so much more beautiful up close and in the moonlight. It was the most he'd ever really seen her, the longest he'd ever stared at her features.
And each second he looked, the more gorgeous he found her.
"Yeah," he lays his face on her arm, his cheek warming the cool skin. She sinks her face down into the crook of her elbow and their noses touch each other.
