Bucky had liked the girls he'd been with. He's never let himself really overthink things with Steve too much, but there'd always been a sense of longing there and a sense of permanence between them. He couldn't have pictured a life for himself where Steve wouldn't have been his partner in so many ways.

"Good." He smiles, eyes lighting up as he looks at Steve. Making him happy is important. Steve sacrifices so much for everyone else. Bucky just wants to take care of him. He's always wanted that, even when he hadn't been sure what it had meant. He always feels better around Steve. Lighter.

"You make me happy, too."