It wasn't uncommon for Bucky to avoid social interaction for weeks at a time. You had to pull him from your shared apartment to go somewhere, even somewhere peaceful like a cafe. He didn't like it, but he'd thank you later.

When Bucky came to you one night, two years after you had gotten together, saying that he had a night planned for the two of you, you were surprised.

He took you to dinner at a fancy restaurant, where they served your favorite food and had live jazz music. At this point, you were just happy at Bucky's change of heart.

But when he took you to a drive-in theater, you got suspicious. You both were dressed up, so watching Roman Holiday in a small theater was a bit strange.

As the movie played, Bucky turned to you and took your hand. "Tonight was fun, wasn't it?"

You nod, turning to look at him. "It was. Didn't think you had it in you."

He smiled and looked down at your conjoined hands. "You gotta know you're the best person I know, and... I love you, a lot. You gotta know that."

"I do. Where's all this coming from? Something wrong? Has something happened?"

He shook his head, laughing. "Nothing's wrong, but something has happened. You've stolen my heart." He pulled a ring box from his pocket, and you sucked in a sharp breath. "I didn't think I was capable of love after HYDRA, but you showed me how. I can't go a day without seeing your face. I think that you feel the same."

"I do," you smile.

"So, I gotta ask an important question." He opens the box. "Will you marry me?"

A grin stretches across your face as the next word comes to your lips: "Yes!"