Bucky looked at his costume and wrinkled his nose. He was supposed to be an angel for their Halloween crew costume. It wouldn't be the same without him.

They were, obviously, going as a version of some twisted Charlie's angels -- he, Thor and Clint -- while Steve was supposedly their "commander". Steve wasn't thrilled about the idea, but Bucky begged him to get into the spirit of things and Steve somewhat hastily agreed to do so.

That problem had been fixed, but now they faced a new issue -- Bucky's costume had been picked apart by moths.

Steve stepped up next to him and tsked as he looked at it. "So it's a truly holy costume then, huh?"

Bucky turned around and smacked his arm. "You're lame."

Steve grinned and nudged him. "Hey, you're the one who chose to date me."

"Yes," Bucky said dryly but finally smirked and rolled his eyes as he pressed a kiss to his shoulder -- a quick apology. He picked up the costume and sighed.

"Look, just go in mine," Steve suggested -- an easy out for himself.

Bucky snorted and looked at him scornfully. "I'm not parading around as an armless demon, Steve, that makes no sense. Besides, the costume fits you better."

Steve hated his costume. Bucky had begged him to wear it, and he half-heartedly obliged, but hated it all the same.

"Well, either way, how are we fixing this?" He nodded to Bucky's outfit and the brunet chewed his lip, thinking.

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In the end, he wore a white garbage bag over his shirt and pants plus a hastily crafted halo that hovered at an angle over his head.

Steve smirked in amusement as he looked at him. Bucky was silently pouting in his chair, arms crossed as he slouched down.

"You're still my angel," Steve crooned as he lifted Bucky's chin and kissed the tip of his nose. Bucky wrinkled his nose still and scrunched his face.

"Weak."

"So it's outside your comfort zone." He shrugged. "Guess you're no 'devil may care' type of guy."

"If you make another pun, I will slap you," he threatened and Steve smirked.

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Somehow, they won best costumes out of them all, Bucky proudly leading the angels, Steve well-suited for the role of exasperated demon.

Bucky grinned as he bounced over to Steve, face flushed from excitement. Steve smiled and took his hands.

"Told you it would work, sweetheart." He kissed his cheek and Bucky smiled.

"I guess you're right."

That was a first. Steve smiled.