Bucky gets dragged to a speed dating event by Sam and Kate. He's exasperated and unimpressed by everyone he connects with, until he comes face to face with Nora, the owner of a book store. She's sweet, kind, and funny, but she's not interested in a...
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FIVE YEARS LATER
"Do you think that's too much icing?" Bucky asks as he turns to Sam with the butter knife in his hand, gesturing at the stack of cupcakes on the counter.
His red Henley is covered in flour, there's sugar on the floor, and the kitchen is a mess. He's got red dye on his fingertips, but the cupcakes he made for Nora's birthday are finished.
They might not be good, but they're finished, that's the important thing.
Hopefully.
"No!" Sam laughs. "Who doesn't love cupcakes that are 70% icing?"
Bucky groans and slumps over, putting the butterknife down and hanging his head.
"I should have just bought her cupcakes."
He hears Sam slide off of the stool and clap him on the back.
"She's gonna love these, Buck. Just take the top off of that icing— actually—" He grabs the butterknife from the counter and lops off the top of the cream cheese icing that Bucky made from scratch courtesy of a YouTube tutorial.
Sam sticks the butterknife in his mouth and then his eyes roll back.
"Damn, dude!"
Bucky winces.
"Terrible?"
"No! I was wrong! Cupcakes with 70% icing? Good. Very good. Keep them. But I'm taking this one." He plucks it off of the tray and Bucky swats him. "Ow! What the hell?!"
"That's for Nora!"
"You made like 24 of them, dude! It's Captain America tax!"
"That's not a thing!"
"Oh, it's a thing." Sam bites into the cupcake and groans. "Dude, these are good."
"Thanks," Bucky mutters. He runs a hand through his hair and looks at the clock. "I've gotta pick up Ben from preschool, and then I have to put the streamers up for Nora's party, and then—"
Sam starts to laugh and grabs Bucky by the shoulders.
"How about you go and pick up your son, and you let me hang up the streamers and clean up. Then, you go and pick your wife up from work and we'll all be here to surprise her, okay?"
"You would do that?"
"Dude, you've been planning this party for months."
"I know, it's just that... she's turning 33 and she's all freaked out about it, and I told her it's not that bad but she doesn't believe me!"
