marvel oneshots

stucky au

wc: 344

[any russian words shall be translated in the comments from me]

[slight smut but its just making out as the au prompt says]

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[third person omniscient, steve]

Steve walked into the kitchen, smiling as he saw Bucky in the corner by the toaster. He watched as his partner swayed lightly, singing quietly to himself in Russian.

Steve quietly walked up behind his lover, wrapping his arms around the other's waist. "I love when you speak like that," he whispered, kissing Bucky's neck.

"Do you now?" The latter prompted, turning around and kissing Steve. Bucky ringed his arms around the other's neck, deepening the kiss.

Steve held the kiss, pulling his boyfriend closer. He pulled away, Bucky almost instantly starting to kidding his neck.

"Buck, c-could you speak in Russian to me?" He asked quietly, slightly embarrassed to ask.

"Конечно, моя любовь," Bucky whispered quietly, gently biting on Steve's neck.

Steve bit his lip, holding back a small moan. "K-keep going," he practically begged.

"Стив, я люблю тебя так сильно," Bucky started up again, his hands sliding up into Steve's shirt. "Настолько, что я хочу у тебя кое-что спросить."

Steve inhaled sharply and quickly, finally letting out his quiet moan. "Buck-" he whispered, closing his eyes.

Bucky kissed Steve's neck again before continuing. "Выйдешь за меня замуж?" He asked, his voice hiding that it was an actual question.

Steve opened his eyes and yelped slightly, seeing Natasha in the room with them. He backed off of Bucky, who looked slightly disappointed.

"H-hey Nat!" Steve squeaked out, his face blushing a deep red.

Bucky smirked softly, seeing how embarrassed his lover was. That was until Nat spoke.

"Did you really just ask him to marry you right here?" She asked, smiling.

Steve looked up at his boyfriend, confused and happy at the same time.

Bucky glared daggers at Natasha, cursing mentally at himself. He almost forgot that the assassin could speak Russian.

Nat just smiled, grabbing her mug of coffee and leaving the room.

"Did you?" Steve asked, smiling at Bucky.

"да," Bucky answered, nodding slightly.  He smiled sheepishly, wondering how Steve would react.

Steve stepped forward and gently took Bucky's hand. "Yes," he whispered. "I will marry you."