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[yourbestguysgun]

[ He's not used to women just flinging themselves at him. Okay, that's a lie, he is, but he's still from a time where you sort of work up to the physical affection first. So being hugged by a person he does not yet know is a little bit troubling.

By troubling, he means panicking, because he promptly drops everything on the sidewalk. ]

Uh - ma'am. [ De-tangling himself. Why. Are. You. So. Grabby.

Quick pick up everything and run. ] Sorry, appointment, gotta run.

[ Flee. ]

(( ooc: Backdated because I didn't get round to it, but I really wanted to ruin Bucky's life with cuddling. Have at him, people. ))

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[hexuality]

[Ginny isn't cursed. But is she having a good time pretending she is around friends? Yes. Yes she is. So here, Bucky, have a fly-by hug around the shoulders from a girl who is... far too short to reach your shoulders normally. What is that? She's on a broom? Hovering right next to you on the street? WHY YES!]

Hullo.

[yourbestguysgun]

[ How. What. Bucky hugs back automatically, but he's still very perplexed by the whole broom thing. ]

I'm confused as hell right now.

[hexuality]

[She looks down at him rather cheerfully, ruffling his hair with her hand as she draws back.]

Why? I'm not cursed.

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Ruffling his … aadhfsdasrfj ] You are floating.

[hexuality]

[Look. It's a thing she does. Deal with it.]

I am flying. On a broom. There's a difference.

[yourbestguysgun]

How. Wait no, yeah, how?

[hexuality]

Magic?

[She drifts a bit lower, now, more to eye-level, and she looks a little confused in turn.]

You honestly didn't know this about me?

[yourbestguysgun]

I think maybe y'told me something about it, but still, floating. You can tell a guy about it, but seeing it is still different.

[hexuality]

[She laughs and actually has the grace to blush.]

Sorry.

[She lets the broom drift lower until she can dismount it and sling it over her shoulder, looking a little too innocent and sheepish all at once.]

Did you want to try another hug now that I'm properly on the ground?

[yourbestguysgun]

[ He laughs, moves in to hug her tightly. Ginny’s sweet, and maybe Bucky’s overly protective of her, but who needs to know. ] Don’t sweat it. Y’can float all you want, I’ll just kick my old brain into gear.

[hexuality]

[She makes a sound, Merlin forbid it's a squeak but it's damn close, and laughs because the brother she's got in the City isn't as physically affectionate as the others and she is sorely lacking in hugs, okay. So this is great.]

You aren't old. I could take you flying, if you like.

[yourbestguysgun]

When you're from, m'probably like seventy. [ But he isn't, he's dead. It's still kind of sinking in and sometimes it hits him like this. ]

Yeah? [ Almost intrigued. ] I ain't magic though. Don't y'have to be?

[hexuality]

Well, I'm not about to do the math so you can be right. I'll have you stuck just like this in my mind, thanks.

[Said in the most cheerful and oblivious way possible, really. Thank Merlin she doesn't know that little tidbit of information. She hates future stuff like that, things you can't change (see: Weasley, Fred).]

What, magic to fly this old thing? [She gives the broom an affectionate glance.] No. Just a good amount of brave, maybe a bit of stupid—which is what my brother might say but I like to call it daring, and a load of balance. [Brightly,] Or you could just hop on and hold tight to me, whichever.

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Grinning. ] Well, I've got bravery, and I'm plenty dumb, so maybe one day y'can show me how it's done.

[hexuality]

I would love to.

[Half-teasing and almost entirely true: ]

Any excuse to show off, I'm there.