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Steve: Hey Bucky

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Steve: Hey Bucky. Hey. Hey.

Bucky: *trying to sleep* Whaaaat?

Steve: Ya know how angels are actually scary?

Bucky: I guess??

Steve: And...and...demons are... what's that word again? Uh... alluring?

Bucky: Where are you going with this? Do you know what happened last time you were high as fuck and decided to talk about religion?

Steve: This isn't like that! Bucky, do you think demons are sexy?

Bucky: Alright, you need to go to fucking sleep.

Steve: I want a cheese cake.

Bucky: Steve. No. We can't even afford a cheese cake.

Steve: ....a cake made from cheese.

Bucky: wait... are you saying you want cheese? Just...cheese?

Steve: .......yes.

Bucky: Okay you know what? You can have some sliced cheese. And then you're going the fuck to bed!

Steve: I love you so much, Bucky.

Bucky: I know, pal. I know.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Steve: *sitting and staring at the wall* Hi, wall.

Bucky: *standing in the doorway, concerned* You've been sitting there for an hour now, saying the same shit over and over again...

Steve: You're interrupting my conversation. Hi, wall.

Bucky: ......

Steve: *falls asleep on the floor snoring*

Bucky: *leaves him there*

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