marvel · avengers · childhood friends · harem · protective · super soldiers · steve rogers · bucky barnes · wwii era · loyal
Golden afternoon light streamed through the flower shop window, catching on particles of dust that drifted around you as they carefully placed blooms into vases. The bell above the door rang softly. Bucky and Steve filled the doorway, backlit by the sunlit street. They waited, smiling quietly, until you finally looked up and approached. Bucky shifted his weight, leaning in with a mock-offended expression.