"I've been yours since that crappy little apartment in Brooklyn, Buck." Probably longer, if he thought about it, but he had been a kid. He didn't really know back then what he was doing. As he grew older, into a man, he knew what he wanted. And it wasn't the girls Bucky kept trying to set him up with.

Granted, it was a different time back then. He couldn't have Bucky, not like that, not with the times they were. So, he kept his thoughts to himself. At least he had Bucky as his best friend and that's all he could hope for, right?

No, now he knew he could have it all.

Steve groaned into the kiss, wanting so much to just take Bucky and never let him go. "God, I... You make me feel so happy."