Stucky Christmas (Fluff)
Ship: (Steve x Bucky)
Love of the 40s'
Bucky walked down the street. It was late at night. He decided to take a detour through the middle-class part of town. To go see some of the Christmas decorations.
He just finished working a long shift down at the docks. It sounded so nice to go snuggle up in a nice warm bed. Walking down the dimly lit road, he spotted an older woman. She was struggling to put up shop. He ran over and helped her carry some stuff inside. Then she locked up.
He was about to leave but she handed him something. It was wrapped up. "If you have a special someone." That was all she said before she walked the other way.
As he made his way home the snow began to fall. Tomorrow was Christmas Day so he had the day off. Bucky could relax inside and watch the snow. Finally, he arrived at the apartment. Quickly grabbed his key and opened the door. A rush of warm air flowed over him.
Steve was cuddled up on the couch. Wrapped up in Bucky's jacket and a bunch of layers of blankets.
"Hey, Steve."
"Hey."
"Tomorrow is Christmas. I don't have to work."
"Yeah. Why were you home later than usual today?"
"Helped an older gal put up shop."
"That was nice."
"Yeah, she gave me something."
Bucky reached into his pocket to see what it was. He unwrapped it. In his palm rested a small mistletoe. "Huh"
"I've never really seen one up close. Look, Steve"
Steve kind of flushed red as he grabbed it. Looking at the small plant.
"Hey, you know what this means." Bucky grinned as he grabbed the plant. Holding it high above their heads.
"Give me a kiss punk"
"Bucky," Steve said. He tried to push away from Bucky.
"Come one just one."
"BUCKY"
Bucky started wrestling around with Steve. Their faces ended up a few inches apart. Bucky blushed as he let Steve go. Before he grabbed the mistletoe again. "Come on Stevie"
Rolling his eyes Steve leaned in and gave Bucky a small kiss. He turned his head as his blush spread across the top half of his body. Stunned Bucky stood there frozen.
Snapping out of it, he moved into Steve's line of vision. "I-I am sorry Buck. You said and I-"
Bucky leaned in a gently kissed Steve. Wrapping his hands around his small waist as he deepened the kiss. When he thought Steve's asthma was going to act up he pulled away. "Nope, I asked for one."
Grinning Bucky grabbed Steve. Carrying him into their room. Settling him in bed. He changed his clothes and grabbed the rest of the blankets from the front room. Before he cuddled up with Steve.
'Helping that gal was the best decision I ever made.' Bucky thought.