Holding On| Stucky

Chapter Nine

"I miss her already," Steve sighed, he looked at himself in the mirror and fiddled with his bow tie. Bucky chuckled from behind him, he wrapped his arms around Steve's waist and rested his chin on Steve's shoulder.

"She just left, we've been with us none stop for weeks. You don't even leave her in the house alone."

"What if she misses us? She's just a puppy."

"Don't worry about it Steve, she's much more independent than any dog I've ever known. Besides she likes Tony, they share that mentally flipping you off thing." Bucky kissed the side of Steve's cheek firmly and unwrapped his waist.

"She doesn't mentally flip me off," Steve mumbled, he flattened his hair and turned back around. He was just wearing a button up and a bow tie.

"Yeah, it's not you that she's flipping off," Bucky grumbled, he buttoned his cuffs and slipped his hands into his pocket. "What's with the bow tie?" Steve touched his hand to it and shrugged, he knew that this world's Steve had been given it by Bucky.

"Just wanted to spice it up."

"Well hope you don't feel overdressed, we're not going anywhere fancy." Steve smiled and walked over to Bucky, who was wearing just a simple navy blue button up.

"I'm not sure how fancy a blue bow tie with white stars can be."

"Well, Stevie you have a way of making everything you wear fancy." Bucky put an arm around Steve's shoulder and guided him out of the room. "And when I say everything, I mean everything," Bucky whispered into his ear. Steve shivered and suppressed the urge to hide his face.

"I do not know what you mean." He avoided looking towards Bucky.

"Hm, you knew what I meant last night." He grabbed their jackets off of the coat hook. Bucky brought his arm away from Steve's waist and held up the jacket for him.

"You find some sort of pleasure in reminding me of everything I do during the night." Steve slipped his arms into the holes and took the ends from Bucky to button up himself.

"It's just adorable to me, how in the heat of it all you'd do anything. But then whenever I talk about it, you make it sound sinful." Bucky zipped up his own jacket and grabbed the keys off the hook.

"It's just embarrassing," Steve mumbled, he shut off the lights in the house.

"I know you think it is, but I think it's adorable. I can't wait until the day we have phone sex." Bucky opened the door, speaking casually. Steve walked out into the brisk cold, to avoid looking at Bucky. He bit his lip, suppressing the emotions that had been threatening to spill over since meeting Vision.

"But if we do that, it means we'll have to be separated."

"Huh." Bucky closed and locked the door, he pretended to think then shrugged. "You're right if one of us goes away then phone sex is a must."

"That's so dirty Bucky, someone would hear us." Steve went to the passenger side of the car. There was a click and it unlocked, allowing him to open the door up.

"One of us will probably be in safety of our home." Bucky ducked his head in first before his body followed into the car. "And you have to admit the thought of people hearing is a little hot." Bucky closed his door and started the car.

Steve buckled in and rolled down the window to keep his face cool. "I can totally admit that it wouldn't be hot."

Bucky buckled in before moving the car into gear and pulling out of the driveway. "You mean the idea of you whispering dirty things into the phone only meant for me to hear doesn't turn you on in the slightest? Not even the fact that if you speak too loudly, or moan too loudly they'll hear you?"