Chapter 11
Weddings...it wasn't exactly something Bucky had ever considered four years ago. He wasn't the type to settle in and have a family. Because he never really lived a happy childhood. He was abused as a child, neglected by his alcoholic mother who turned to the bottle after the death of his abusive father. He grew up drinking and smoking, sometimes hooking up with Omega's that looked good enough.
Yet here he is, standing at the end of the aisle, watching his beautiful to-be husband coming slowly, walking down, slick in his grey suit. They were selective at who was going to be invited, so it was just Steve's ma, the neighbours, a few other family members and co-workers of both Bucky's and Steve's which included- Tony Stark. Though he did promise not to steal their spotlight.
Everyone smiled watching Steve come down the aisle holding his ma in his arms. God, he looks amazing. That beautiful blond hair combed neatly to the side and a bright smile on his face just lighting up those crystal blue eyes even brighter. That full-grey suit straight with a blue tie over a crisp white shirt. He reaches the end and him and their ma exchange kisses on the cheek before she walks to the side back on her seat with tears streaming down her face. Bucky winks at Steve and takes his hand, connected as the blond walks up the small stairway to the front of the officiant. They take each other's hands, beaming as big as possible.
The ceremony goes well. Vows recited countless times at home, in front of an empty room that made Steve's ma cry the most. The 'I do' being the most beautiful part as Bucky and Steve smiled at each other and with those thin arms around Bucky's neck, they kissed to the chorus of cheering. Then came the reception. A drunk Clint stands up with a champange glass in his hand and he talks for almost an hour rambling on about how he once caught the two newlyweds fucking in a closet, and as a joke said 'You two never did come out, did you?'. No one really laughed except for his wife (god bless her loyalty) and sat back down still laughing. Next came Sam talking more responsibly and about the good memories. Then Stark who of course got a round of applause before and after his speech. It wasn't even about them.
The reception goes on for hours that kids are now falling asleep and all the adults are crazy drunk. Bucky sings a few songs with his coworkers, arms around each other's shoulders as they move side to side chanting whatever trucky songs those men had listened to while working in the warehouses.
Steve stays with his ma quietly, not even bothering to move as he just lets the moment sink in. His ma talks on and on about how much he hated the thought of settling down and finding someone. It's because he wanted to be free- to roam the World and explore what hasn't yet been.
Another hour or two and Steve is in the bathroom washing his face. Bucky comes through the door straightening out his suit and grins seeing his handsome Omega in front of him, slightly bent over the marble sinks as he lets water run down his skin.
"Hey, husband." He grabs Steve by the waist, ass against his crotch.
Steve snorts, giggles and turns around to wrap his arms around Bucky's next, then their lips crash. "Hey."
They make out in the bathroom, strong arms wrapped around a tiny waist as Steve is slowly tilted back against the sink, arching up into Bucky's broad chest. Steve separates himself from those delicious lips with a smile.
"Wedding, Buck. We can do all this later." Cheekily, Steve rubs a palm over Bucky's crotch and grips onto it, then lets go. The Alpha growls and bites at his Omega's neck, their lovemark still visible once the collar is pulled down. "I'd rather do everything now." He grumbles starting to lift Steve up with his hands tightened around the thin thighs.
"Bucky...later. C'mon." Steve still chuckles and slides out of his husbands grip, sexily turning back with a smirk on his swollen lips. "Fuck, doll. You're gonna be the death of me, you know that?" The two still laugh as they come out of the bathroom holding hands and make their way back to their table with the whole of the group from Stark Industries.
The evening continues on forever, children now asleep elsewhere away from drunk adults celebrating. Steve and Bucky stay stuck together for the rest of the time they spend at the reception until of course, Bucky can't wait any longer and so with a grand entrance, comes a grand conclusion.
He lifts Steve up bridal-style (though Steve wanted to switch roles) in the middle of the dancefloor after their third dance and everyone cheers as they make out, tongue and everything. Then, they walk out, escaping the place covered with white and powder blue decorations all over the place and red ribboned seats. Tony quickly took over their planning for the venue, the food, the invitations and basically everything, and even when it did result in an enormous whack over his head, Steve and Bucky felt relieved when seeing everything. It was perfect. Tony spent as much time as possible carefully observing the couple's preferances, and put it into the decorations. He made the venue look spectacular. Dazzling, shining. All that Steve and Bucky didn't really expect, but got it full throttle.
Now that the big cake was cut and the dances were done and the alcohol was surely running low, Steve and Bucky made their way back home in their white and blue Cadillac series 62. They laughed with the two white ribbons tightened over the front of their vehicle showing they're newly-weds to the world. The roof was down, the wind was strong as they passed through highways and roads, hair flying everywhere as Steve stayed underneath Bucky's arm while the other was on the steering wheel. The evening sky pooled over them, sun lowering below the horizon creating mesmerising shades of pink and blue.
"Bucky?" Steve looked up at his husband, shades on the both of them.
"Yes baby?" Bucky almost has to shout over the breeze, still looking forward onto the road.
"I love you." He smiles up, and Bucky finally looks down smiling as well, then quickly presses a kiss onto Steve's forehead.
"I love you too, doll."
"Til the end of the line?" Steve asks this time, still underneath his Alpha's arm.
"Til the end of the line, Steve."