Not Without You - A Stucky Fanfic

Chapter Thirty One

Steve isn't good at wedding planning.

For Steve, it stresses him out with all the options and all he wants is Bucky to like it. Steve knows Bucky likes him, but he's been stressed, he doesn't know what to choose between whatever options he has. Flowers, cake, decorations, venue, everything.

Natasha has been helping, Bucky too. All of the avengers have. But the wedding is a few days away and Steve is getting more anxious as the minutes go by. He wants everything to be perfect, because after all they went through, they get to have this happy moment.

The wedding is getting held at the new avengers compound. It is more spacious, and the boys wanted to have it outside and with the amount of land they have, it's perfect.

Steve has been running around anxiously around the venue. He keeps moving the chairs that the guys will be seated in for the ceremony, as well as moving around the decoy arrangements for the reception tables. "God, I didn't think wedding planning would be so stressful. Why are there so many details to just one small gathering," he mumbles to himself as his hands frantically move the center piece arrangements around the table.

Bucky comes up behind Steve and places his hands on top of Steve's. His hands still, now suffocated by warmth on one hand, and a cool metal touch on the other. But somehow, it calms him.

"Stevie, baby," Bucky speaks quietly to him."It's not that serious."

"But Bucky it is," Steve mutters out frantically.

"why is it so serious?"

Steve sighs and turns around to face Bucky. He looks down at the ground as he says, "because this is the one day I've been dreaming of. I've wanted this day so long and I wanted it with you for years when you and I both know back then, we couldn't have it-"

Bucky cuts him off, "Stevie, we aren't in the 40s anymore. we don't have to worry about that anymore."

Steve glances up at him. He sees concern yet admiration in Bucky's eyes, so he decides to continue, "I want it to be perfect, Bucky. We have gone through so much to get here that I want to make sure everything is right and that everyone enjoys it and I want to make sure you do."

"Stevie, I'm sure I will love whatever we have, I really don't care what it looks like."

"Why?" Steve questions him, he thought for sure Bucky cared as much as he did.

Bucky smiles at him, "because I don't care what this place looks like, I just want to marry you." Bucky leans in and kisses a now flustered Steve. he leans away for a second and says, " we could be getting married in Antartica or be wearing trash bags and I'd still be happy because I'm marrying you," as he leans in and pecks Steves lips.

Steve's face is red as Bucky pulls back. He has a silly smile on his face as he turns back around to the table and the center piece arrangements. He takes one look at them and knows what he wants. He wants the flowers in the lit up mason jar in the center, with a creamy white candle on one side and then the table number on the other side.

The flower pieces consist of red roses, baby's breath, and black roses. They are going for a more modern vibe for the wedding, with a mix of industrial with the fairy light mason jars. The table cloths are black with white chairs, and for the ceremony the chairs are also white. Red and black roses and baby's breath line the ends of chairs wrapped in black ribbons on posts to pull it together.

Steve looks to Bucky to see if he likes the center piece arrangement, and Bucky just smiles and nods. Bucky pecks his cheek and walks away to leave Steve in his wedding frenzy. The flowers for all the pieces and aisle come the morning of so that they are fresh so Steve begins placing everything else for the center pieces along each of the tables.