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Baby, I’m dancing in the dark with you between my arms
Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song
When you said you looked a mess, I whispered underneath my breath
But you heard it, darling, you look perfect tonight.
—  Ed Sheeran, Perfect

anonymous asked:

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.”

Radio earlier today played Pink’s version of “Perfect.”

Me:

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Because:

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Let me be your soldier
I’ll take the pain for you
When no one else is on your side
I’ll defend you
Let me be your soldier
I’ll carry the cross for you
When you’re down and on your knees
I’ll protect you

Perfect song is perfect, and perfect Stony is even better.