As shitty as being on the run from the government was, the look on ex-secretary Ross's face was hilarious.

Steve, Bucky, Natasha, Sam, and Wanda stood onstage in front of hundreds of photographers and reporters, and every one of them were fighting shit-eating grins off of their faces.

"I have had the pleasure of serving my country since I was twenty-seven. However, judging my past mistakes, the government has asked for me to..." Ross flared his nostrils, "Step down."

Steve's lips twitched into a tiny smirk. He caught sight of Tony at the back of the room and raised an eyebrow. Tony merely grinned and gave him a two fingered salute.

"...I haven't been informed who will take over once I have left office." Ross clenched his jaw. "That being said, I'm going to ask Colonel James Rhodes to answer any questions you may have." He marched offstage, shooting a glare at Steve, who smirked.

"Having fun, Rogers?" Bucky leaned into his side. Steve huffed. "As much fun as I can have. I always hated these damn conferences."

"I'll make it worthwhile once we get home," Bucky promised. "We just gotta wave a little, be diplomatic."

"Yeah, yeah."

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Steve loved Brooklyn. He loved Bucky. Imagine how happy he was when he was living with Bucky in Brooklyn.

He was so happy, in fact, he broke the bed.

Bucky still hadn't stopped laughing.

"It's been ten minutes, Steve," he wheezed, "how the hell."

"Shut up," Steve grumbled, pulling up his pants. "I hate you."

Bucky pouted. "That's not very nice."

"Neither is making fun of your best guy," Steve shot back. Bucky snorted. "That's weak, Rogers."

Steve stuck his tongue out at him before pecking him on the cheek. "Shut your face, jerk."

Someone knocked on their apartment door, making them help and jump apart. Steve scrambled to fix his hair while Bucky opened the door to a mass of people holding various quantities of alcohol. Natasha was in the front, holding a bottle of Russian vodka. "We've come to celebrate. Thor and company are here too."

Steve appeared next Bucky, his hair substantially neater. "When did Thor get here?"

Thor pushed his way to the front of the group. "We just killed my sister! Also, look who isn't dead!" He held Loki above his head. Steve blinked. "What."

Bucky snorted and opened the door wider. "Come on in."

By the time everyone was inside, the countertops were filled with alcohol and food. Tony had even gone so far as to buy Spirytus Rektyfikowany to see if Steve would have any response to it. Steve immediately took the challenge. It burned his throat substantially as it went down, but end the end had no effect on his metabolism.

Bucky tried it too. His serum wasn't nearly as strong as Steve's, so he was wasted by his sixth shot.

"Steve," he slurred. "Steve, why're there two of you?" He poked Steve's ear. "Boop," he giggled. Steve snorted and handed him a glass of water. "Drink." Bucky drained the glass, spilling half of it on himself.

The rest of the room was either drunk or passed out except for Thor and Natasha, who were dragging people to their respective suites. Steve carried Bucky to the mattress that he had dragged away from the broken bed frame. "Get some sleep. I'll check on you in an hour."

Bucky whined and weakly grabbed Steve's shoulder. "Stay."

"Bucky, I gotta clean up."

"But I want you," Bucky swallowed, "please."

"I know. But Thor and Nat are here. I'll be back once they're gone."

Bucky smiled drunkenly and squeezed Steve's arm once before letting his hand drop onto the mattress. "Kay."

Thor and Nat had already dragged everyone to their suites, with a little help from Dum-E and FRIDAY. Now they were throwing away napkins and paper plates and washing wine and shot glasses. Steve smiled tiredly. "You don't have to do this."

Natasha smiled at him. "I know." She placed the last glass on the drying rack and left. Thor followed after a few minutes.

Bucky was fast asleep by the time Steve returned to their room, sprawled out over the mattress with a small thread of drool trailing from his mouth. Steve smiled a little and tucked himself underneath Bucky's arm, lulled to sleep by his muted pulse.

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Bucky woke up with a pounding headache and a weak stomach. Steve, bless his heart, had covered the windows and turned off the lights. Bucky sat up. "Steve."

Steve wriggled underneath him. "Morning."

"I want death," Bucky whined. "Can you murder me?"

"Mm, no. Ill ask Nat, though." Steve grinned and kissed the tip of Bucky's nose before rolling off of the mattress. "I'll make some breakfast. Go back to sleep."

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"Hey, Rogers."

Steve jumped and definitely did not shriek like a five-year-old boy. "Can you not?" He slammed the knife on the table and tried to control his breathing. Natasha sniggered. "Where's Barnes?"

"Asleep. That Spirytus stuff hit him hard." Steve resumed chopping up tomatoes. "Is there a reason you're here, or?"

Natasha rolled her eyes. "Does there have to be a reason?"

"Can't you be hungover like the rest of the team?" Steve dumped the tomato dices into a tupperware container. Natasha kicked him in the shin. "No, because I'm not an idiot."

Bucky shuffled into the kitchen. "Steve?" He flopped onto the couch. "I'm tired."

Steve sighed and threw the blanket over him. "That's what beds are for, Buck."

"The bed was broken." Bucky still hadn't seemed to register Natasha's presence. Steve threw a napkin at him. "Shut up, jerk."

Bucky frowned and seemed to notice Natasha for the first time. "Oh. Oh. Hey, Nat."

"Barnes." Natasha smirked. "How's the hangover?"

"It feels like I just got hit in the head with a frying pan," Bucky grumbled. "But otherwise I'm good. Also, please don't scream this early in the morning."

Natasha snorted. "That was Rogers, actually."

Steve swore into the sink.

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A huge boom thundered over Wakanda. Steve stumbled into to the source of the sound, only to see Thor staring at where Thanos had been kneeling.

"Where'd he go?" Steve spun in a small circle to look for the titan. "Thor."

Thor hesitantly looked up.

"Where'd he go?" Steve took Thor's silence as an answer in itself.

"Steve?"

Steve whirled around just in time to watch Bucky drop his gun and dissolve into tiny flakes of dust.

Steve collapsed and gingerly touched the soil. He noticed Bucky had carved his initials into the gun, and Steve released a dry sob.

"Sam! Where you at?"

"Kid, what- Parker, don't- kid-"

Steve felt tears leak down his face as a scream built in his chest, and he drove his gauntlet into the trunk of a nearby tree.

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Bucky could only watch in wonder as an army burst through the walls of the soul stone, Thor and a young woman leading them.

Before he even realized what was he was doing, Bucky sprinted and leaped toward Steve. They landed in a heap, and Steve burst into tears. "I thought I wasn't going to see you again," he choked out. Bucky squeezed him tight. "You ain't getting rid of me that quick, kiddo."

"I'm not letting you out of my sight again," Steve sobbed. "Never again." He peppered Bucky's jaw with kisses. "I love you. I love you Bucky, please don't leave me again."

"Cap?"

Steve and Bucky froze and slowly turned. Tony and Clint stood with their families, staring at them in shock.

Bucky felt his stomach drop as Steve grabbed him by the waist and took off. After a moment, Bucky processed what was happening and managed to keep pace with Steve, blowing hair out of his face. "Where're we going?"

"I dunno," Steve panted. "Somewhere safe."

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Any idea where Capsicle and Robocop are, FRIDAY?" Tony carefully scanned the screen."

Sorry, boss. They dropped all of their trackers.

"Dammit." Tony pounded his fist on the table. "Dammit! We just got them back!"

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Bucky watched the television flash different pictures of him and Steve. "They seem pretty worried about us."

Steve huffed. "Sure they do. Then the second we try to contact them, they'll be worried about tracking and arresting us."

"I know." Bucky sighed and leaned against Steve. "Guess somethings never change, huh?"

"I guess so."

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Steve woke up to the sound of Bucky's laughter. He sat up slowly. "Buck? What's up?"

"We're idiots, Steve. We're fucking idiots." Bucky turned his computer screen towards Steve.

Actor Scott Evans comes out as gay.

"Gay? Like happy?" Steve frowned. "That makes no sense."

"It means something different nowadays." Bucky practically glowed as he grabbed Steve and kissed him. "God, I love you." He pressed light kisses all over Steve's face and neck. "Love you, Stevie."

"Buck?" Steve smiled confusedly. "What're you talking about?"

"We can be together, Steve. It's not illegal anymore." Bucky pressed his forehead against Steve's.

Steve made a high-pitched noise. "Are you serious?"

Bucky pulled him into a crushing hug. "Yeah, I'm serious."

"Hey, Buck?" Steve felt a smile growing on his face. "I have a really good idea."

"Mm?" Bucky kissed Steve's jaw. "What's that?"

"Let's get married."

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"Oh, you've got to be kidding me." Tony groaned. "Natasha! Come look at this and be annoyed with me!"

Natasha strolled in with a cup of coffee and a bagel. "What's up, Stark- is that Elvis?"

"A fake Elvis, yeah." Tony grabbed his sunglasses. "FRIDAY, get a jet ready for me. And make it snappy."

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Steve and Bucky collapsed on their bed and yanked the sheets over each other. Steve giggled. "Oh my god."

"Mhm." Bucky smiled and placed his head on Steve's chest. "That was fun."

"I'd ask if you wanted to do that again, but you look pretty tired-"

Bucky swung his leg over Steve's hips and put his hands over Steve's mouth. "Shut up."

Someone knocked on their door. Bucky groaned and rolled off. "You get that. And don't bother putting on pants."

Steve threw open the door. "What do you want- Tony?"

Tony immediately covered his eyes. "Wow. Wow. Goodbye, childhood. Did I just catch you two boning?"

Bucky snorted from the bed. Steve shot him a glare and turned back to Tony, who was holding a ridiculously large box. "What do you want, Tony?"

"Wow, rude." Tony shoved the box into Steve's arms. "Congratulations to the happy couple." As Tony walked off, Steve bit his lip. "Hey- Tony."

Tony turned with a cocked eyebrow. "Yeah?"

"Thanks." Steve scratched the back of his neck.

"No problem, Cap." Tony smirked. "You two are welcome around the tower whenever you want, as long as you keep it down." He slipped into the elevator, leaving Steve in the hallway, naked.

Notes

Spirytus Rektyfikowany is the world's strongest alcohol, for those who were wondering.

Credit to Personamente for the story idea! Also, sorry this wasn't what you had in mind. If you want any modifications made, just shoot me a message! :)

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