๐˜™๐˜ฐ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด, ๐˜š๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ

@wantedxfreedom.bsky.social

๐™”๐™ค๐™ช ๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ง๐™ฉ ๐™ง๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™ฃ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ. . . ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š๐™ฎโ€™๐™ก๐™ก ๐™ฃ๐™š๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง ๐™ก๐™š๐™ฉ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™ฅ.

Uh, yeah, you knowโ€ฆ just usโ€ฆ a lunch date. WAIT โ€” I mean โ€” not a date date, just yโ€™know, us together โ€” oh god, like us alone โ€” but yโ€™know not entirely alone, weโ€™d be in public โ€” Just. Us. At lunch.

B anner.@grrndoor.bsky.social ยท last yr.

What? ๏น™ another moment. he blinked, paused completely in his tracks. ๏นš Lunch. Just us?

Steve frowned a bit. He had given them so much reassurance for so many years. Why couldnโ€™t they believe him? โ€œ. . . Bucky, Iโ€™m literally at the marriage license office with you. Iโ€™ve begged you to be my spouse for years. Are ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช sure you want me to be your partner?โ€

๐š๐™ด๐š…๐™พ๐™ป๐š„๐šƒโˆ”๐™พ๐™ฝ*@gildedeulogy.bsky.social ยท last yr.

โ€œ oh ,โ€ they hum . they nod , and turn to steve . โ€œ youโ€™re 100% sure you want me to be your partner ?โ€