Denver:DOWNLOAD ATTACHMENT

Shepard:HOLY FUCK

Shepard:You are definitely one hot Bucky.

Shepard:I’m saving that photo.

Denver:Not for anything pervy, I hope.

Shepard:Of course it’s for something pervy—why else would I keep it?

Denver:Gross.

Denver:I’m headed to a party. I expect a photo of you too, Captain.

Shepard:DOWNLOAD ATTACHMENT

Denver:OMG PUT SOME FREAKIN’ CLOTHES ON!

Shepard:What? You said you wanted a pic. I’m not dressed yet.

Denver:I meant of your costume. THE COSTUME.

Denver:No wonder you’re single.

Shepard:I have a girlfriend!

Denver:A girlfriend I’d have better chances with.

Shepard:That cut deep, Den. Super deep.

Shepard:Enjoy your party. I’ll send a real pic later.

Denver:I swear, if there is a single dick in the pic…

Shepard:Well, there could only be one. I’m not going to sprout another dick in the next hour.

Shepard:Though that could come in handy for our threesome…

Denver:BLOCKED

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Denver:Brace yourself. I’m about to admit something crazy.

Shepard:I’m ready.

Denver:You are a genius.

Shepard:I know I am, but care to elaborate on why?

Denver:I got SO many compliments on my Bucky costume last night. I’m pretty sure everyone thought the gender flip was the greatest thing in the whole world.

Shepard:I kind of figured you were…popular. I saw your photos on BookFace.

Denver:You did?

Denver:I didn’t get any notifications from you.