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You didn't plan for it to happen like this. You planed on having a romantic setting.

Or any setting at all.

But the way Bucky just dived to the ground to pet that old lady's dog and kept speaking in baby voice and kept letting it lick his face... It was just too adorable.

But even the old lady had to go and finish running her errands and you were left with a dreamy eyed-Bucky to get you back home.

"That dog, doll, ah... That dog is the most precious thing I have ever seen in my whole life," Bucky sighs, a lazy smile on his lips. Then he gasps and comes to an abrupt halt, tugging you with him by your linked hands. He turns halfway to look longingly at the dog and lady. "What if I never see her again? I wanna see her again! I'm going to cry real tears. And it wasn't afraid of my arm! She even licked it, [Y/n]-"

You shake your head fondly and press a kiss to his cheek, but he doesn't stop talking. (At least his next birthday present will be easy.)

"I love you."

And boom. It's out there. Loud and clear for him – and anyone else – to hear.

"I would kidnap her, but then she would be sad and miss her owner-wait... What did you just say?" His last question is directed at you.

"What? Say? Me?" You try and pass it as nothing, "I didn't say anything. Are you listening well? Can you hear me, Bucky?"

He grins, though, and says, "I love you, too."