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Uncultured Swine

Summary:

"Dude, did you just Han Solo me?"

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Comment_fic prompt:

Any, Any,
"I love you."
"I know."
"Did you just Han Solo me?"

Work Text:

The words had been banging around in his head for a while, but only now did they leave his lips. "I love you."

There was silence for one moment-a heartbeat-and then two. Sweat raced down Sam's palms.

"I know."

Sam narrowed his eyes. "What?"

Steve shrugged. "I know it's a different era. You can be a bit more obvious about certain things these days then you could before. And you really weren't very subtle." He smiled, his whole face shifting with the movement. "Not that I mind."

"No, no, I mean-" Sam gritted his teeth. All that time worrying and planning and this had to happen? Of all the near countless possibilities? "Dude, did you just Han Solo me?"

Steve blinked, his grin deflating like a balloon. "What do you mean? Is this some slang or-"

"You mean you still haven't seen Star Wars?" Sam's jaw is nearly to the floor. He'd all but loaned Steve the Blu-Ray boxed set, and only stopped short just because he'd already had two cardboard boxes filled to the brim with stuff for Steve to bring home.

"Well, I-"

Sam shook his head. "Man, you really are an old fuddy duddy."

Steve sucked in his cheeks. "Now wait-"

"Nope." Sam held a finger up to his lips. "No more debates." He sighed. "This conversation has already gotten way off track. Now as I so confidently stated earlier..."