On this occasion, a home, more than bricks and mortar, a turtle, it’s a feeling. It’s a feeling of belonging. Isn’t it? Of love of course. Of hope… for the future. I don’t know if I have ever met two people who are more suited to one another than you two. To Barry and Iris. To us.
pre-war steve and bucky slow dancing whilst bucky sings old love songs ahhhhhhhhhh
It wasn’t often Bucky
could get Steve to do it. Once in a
while, when Steve was feeling sentimental.
When it was dark and most folks were sleeping.
It wasn’t often, but once
in a while Bucky could get Steve to stand on his feet and dance with him;
taking slow, careful steps in the kitchen where the floorboards didn’t squeak
so much. He’d lean in close, one hand
holding one of Steve’s hands and the other around his waist, and his lips close
enough to Steve’s good ear so Bucky could sing only as loud as he needed to for
Steve to hear:
“Your eyes of blue, your kisses too.”
Steve’s hands tightened:
one in Bucky’s hand and the other in his shirt.
“I never knew what they could do.”
“Buck.” It was too dark for Bucky to see the blush on
Steve’s cheeks but Bucky could hear it in his tone. Not quite mumbled but directed at their feet.
Bucky removed his hand
from around Steve’s waist to tip Steve’s head up and catch his eyes, glinting
dim lamplight from the street. “I can’t believe that you’re in love with me.”
Steve’s eyes lit up and he
leaned in to speak against Bucky’s mouth: “Course I do, jerk.”
ok but pepper was like “hm what should I do with this thing tony made in a cave to stop missile shrapnel from killing him. this thing that was in his chest. i know!!! let’s put it in a little display case with a cute plaque and give it to tony as a gift. perfect”
and tony was like “hm what should i do with this missile shrapnel that was killing me. this stuff that was surgically removed from my chest. i know!!! let’s make it into a little necklace with a cute heart pendant and give it to pep as a gift. perfect”
these two morons are exactly each other’s brand of morbid weirdness and i Love It