The fic that inspired Heated Rivalry!
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Bucky was embarrassingly nervous watching the hockey game. Every hit Steve took, Bucky flinched. Every shot Steve launched at the net, Bucky held his breath. He wanted this game to go well for Rogers, and there was no point in kidding himself about why.
At the end of the first period, the score was tied 1-1. Steve stopped on his way into the dressing room for a quick interview. He pulled his helmet off, and his damp hair stuck out in all directions. Bucky’s heart fluttered. Steve was drenched in sweat, even more so than when he came into the shop after his runs. Bucky could see the glisten of it down Steve’s neck, into the red collar of his jersey.
Steve was saying words about strong defense and working as a team. His beautiful mouth hovered above the microphone, his blue eyes looking neither at the camera nor the man interviewing him. It was like he was barely present at this interview, already wherever he’d rather be at that moment.
“He’s definitely attractive,” Natasha said.
“Yeah…” Bucky breathed.
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