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Text messages between Sarah Wilson and Sam Wilson
Sarah
Today 3:32 PM
Sarah: is the random guy you brought home staying with us tonight?
Sam: I didn't bring him home, he showed up
Sarah: same question
Sam: and you know his name, you knew who he was before he started flirting with you
Sarah: you mean when he introduced himself?
Sam: it was the way he did it
Sam: he had a tone
Sam: you heard him, you know what I mean
Sarah: I also know that you don't usually get this bothered because a friend of yours introduces himself to me, no matter what tone he uses
Sam: I'm not bothered
Sam: and I haven't asked him yet, but probably
Sam: he was clearly looking for an excuse to come down here and offer to help, don't think he'd go to all that trouble if he felt strongly about leaving tonight
Sarah: that was the impression I got, just wanted to double check before starting to figure out dinner
Sam: see, you did notice the flirting
Sarah: I was actually talking about the amount of work he's done since he got here, not the 20 second exchange I had with him hours ago
Sam: oh
Sarah: you definitely seem a little bothered
Sam: I'm not bothered
Sam: he gives me a fucking headache
Sam: and he'd apparently rather pretend that wakanda needs him to make their deliveries for them rather than just text me to say "hey, do you want help?"
Sam: and he'll only talk about serious things if he can be snarky or pissed off about it, it's fucking ridiculous
Sarah: so your type, then?
Sam: that's not what I said
Sam: I'm going back to fixing the boat now
Sarah: you do that
Sam: and nat never pissed me off or gave me a headache like he does
Sam: she and bucky are nothing alike
Sarah: it's interesting that that's where your mind went
Sarah: I didn't even mention natasha
Sam: I'm going back to fixing the boat now
Today 10:25 PM
Sam: okay, speaking purely theoretically, because there is a lot other shit that's a much higher priority before I even start thinking about this kind of thing, you did mean nat, right?
Sarah: yes, I did mean the other reformed assassin you've brought home
Sam: again, I did not bring bucky home, he showed up
Sarah: you had a good argument for that earlier, but he's currently sleeping on our couch
Sarah: you brought him home
Sam: okay, yeah, that's fair
Sam: fine, he's the second reformed assassin I have brought home, but not the way you're implying
Sam: and they're not that similar otherwise
Sarah: really?
Sarah: so you never said that she used snark to hide her feelings?
Sarah: or that she usually did things to show she cared about people rather than say it?
Sarah: and they weren't both brainwashed and experimented on in russia?
Sam: well, she never pissed me off like he does
Sam: and I don't have a type
Sarah: okay, sam
Sarah: if you say so
Sam: you do like him, though, right?
Sarah: yes
Sarah: I'm even planning to flirt with him tomorrow
Sam: oh, shut up
Sarah: I'm serious
Sarah: strong superhero type who shows up to help his friend work on a family project?
Sarah: what's not to like?
Sam: don't flirt with him
Sarah: why not?
Sam: because I'm asking you not to
Sarah: don't get so bothered, he's clearly got hearts in eyes when he looks at you
Sam: I'm not bothered
Sam: and don't say he's doing the bi panic thing, if anyone gets to make that joke it's me
Sarah: again, you went there, not me
Sarah: I wasn't even thinking it, that was all you
Sam: oh
Sarah: go to sleep, sam