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"Sam?" y/n called out walking into the living room with her hands behind her back.

"Yeah?" Sam called back looking up from his phone when he heard her footsteps. "What?" He asked suspicious of her when he noticed her sly smile and her hands hiding behind her.

"Are you busy right now?" y/n asked.

"No." He said hesitantly. y/n smiled happily before running over to the couch and sitting beside Sam. She brought her hands out from behind her back revealing a bag filled with nail polish. "Hell no." Sam shook his head.

"What? Why not?" y/n frowned her shoulders dropping in disappointment.

"I'm not painting my nails. That's girly." Sam said making y/n scoff.

"Painting your nails is not girly. Any real man would be able to wear nail polish proudly, and not care what anyone thinks." y/n said hoping to push his buttons enough to make him change his mind.

"Fine." Sam sighed holding his hands out for her making y/n smiled victoriously.

"What color do you want?" y/n asked opening the bag for him. He dug through the colors picking out a navy blue.

"This is a manly color, right?" Sam asked handing it to her. y/n rolled her eyes and nodded her head. She grabbed Sam's hand with the nail file in the other and started to file down his nails, but Sam quickly snatched his hand back.

"Ow!" He exclaimed looking between y/n and his hand.

"What?" She asked looking at him concerned.

"What do you mean what? You just tried to saw off my finger." He looked at her with wide eyes.

"Oh my god." y/n groaned. "Stop being so dramatic. I'm just trying to even out your nails."

"Fine." Sam said. "Just be gentle."

"Okay." y/n mocked him while she grabbed his hand again. She started to file his nails again. She had to hold his hand tighter as he continued to flinch away. "Stop moving."

"Are you almost done?" Sam asked annoyed.

"Yes, I'm done." y/n sighed. She shook the little bottle of nail polish before twisting the top off. "Now you have to stay still for this part." She started brushing the polish on his nails. Sam's hands started shaking a little making her look up at him. "You okay?"

"I can't keep my hands still for this long." Sam admitted.

"You can rest your hand on my knee while I paint it if you want." y/n laughed.

"Oh thank god." Sam said dropping his hand on to her knee. y/n shook her head and continued painting. The front door opened and Bucky walked in. He was in the middle of taking his jacket off when he noticed the scene in front of him.

"Are you getting your nails painted?" He asked Sam.

"Yeah, and what about it?" Sam questioned all of sudden proud of it once he saw Bucky's judgement. "You jealous?"

"I'm not jealous." Bucky rolled his eyes. He hung up his jacket and walked to couch to sit down as well.

"I can paint your nails too if you want, Bucky?" y/n suggested. Bucky looked at her then to Sam who wore a smirk.

"Do you have black?" Bucky asked.

I didn't know how to end this ahhh. Sorry it was so short :(

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