Bucky
Steve had been bending over backward trying to make it up to Bucky. He started with full-body massages, then he got bucky a bushel and a peck of plums.
Bucky rolled his eyes, but he couldn't resist his love of plums.
"I've been thinking," Steve stammered.
"That's never good." Buck kissed his forehead.
"No, I'm serious, Buck."
"Ok, I'm listening."
"I want to move."
"Like back to Brooklyn?"
"I thought about it, but it's not home anymore. Remember when we used to dream of making a place all our own?"
"You wanna leave the city?"
"Yeah, Buck. I don't want Winnie growing up where Aliens could attack any day."
"Or Hydra."
"Or Hydra."
Bucky thought for a moment.
It sounded like the ending they never thought they'd get.
"I think that sounds good." Bucky kissed Steve.
"Really?" Steve grinned.
"Yeah, punk. I think we deserve a bit of happiness."
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