Epilogue
“I can’t believe this is only the second time I get to kiss you today… It’s my wedding!”
“It’s a fake wedding Sam” Bucky chastises with a smile, chasing Sam’s lips with his own, biting his lower lip.
“Yeah well they don’t know that !” Sam exclaims, earning a sigh from his husband.
“Oh god, I thought we were having a nice time here, making out, pretending to all our friends that we’re not already married and not talking in case they come up to bother us and I can’t kiss you again until everyone leaves !” Bucky grabs Sam’s face gently and kisses him again, slipping his tongue in his mouth when he moans.
When they split apart, they’re breathing heavily, smiling at each other. “I feel kinda bad though for inviting them all to a fake wedding” Sam says, slipping a hand in Bucky’s hair. He’s started to grow them a little longer again and Sam will never admit it but he loves it. Almost as much as he loves the dumbass he agreed to marry a couple of years ago.
“Well we wouldn’t have to fake a wedding ceremony if you hadn’t told them we got engaged out of the blue… when we’re already married !” Bucky leans his head back, staring at his lover.
“They found us making out at a funeral Buck ! I freaked out” Sam hums as Bucky starts to kiss his way down his jaw. “How the fuck are you supposed to explain a boderline frottage during a funeral”
“I could have told them the truth.. that you looked hot in that suit” Bucky answers, peppering his neck with soft kisses.
“Nah, I still maintain my engagement story is less weird than you getting horny at a funeral baby”
“You say that because clearly you hadn’t seen you ass in those pants” Bucky grabs Sam’s leg and hooks it over his hip, bringing them even closer to each other. “Stop thinking about it, we should celebrate our fake wedding”
He raises his head and winks at Sam, closing the distance between their lips in a heated kiss. Sam pulls back a little, his head thumping against the wall. “Maybe we should come clean about the fact that we’ve been married for 2 years now !”
“No, I don’t think they would take kindly to knowing that we fled Tony’s wedding early to get a marriage license overnight and get married in a town hall at 8 in the morning”
“Maybe that’s exactly why we should tell them” Sam answers, sighing softly as Bucky nips his neck “Teach them nosy asses a lesson” He giggles as his husband rubs his nose on his jaw. “And also thank that weird spider kid, did us a real favor by getting drunk and distracting everybody.”
“Or maybe we should just shut up and make out” Bucky has that sparkle in his eyes again “I seem to remember someone being quite fond of making out at weddings”