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Bette Davis Eyes

"Oh, man! This is my favorite song!" Bucky excitedly took his right hand off the wheel and turned up the stereo until it was at the obnoxious volume level of twenty-five.

80s music... why the 80's? Bucky hadn't stopped listening to the Spotify playlist that Tony set up for him since he first showed him how to hook it up in the car. Now that was all Steve heard when they drove places. he had to admit that it was refreshing to see Bucky so happy, but at what cost? David Bowie... Duran Duran... Queen... George Michael... That era was apparently all about the electric keyboard, sequins, and hairspray. It was a lot... 

He was snapped out of his internal grumblings when he heard Bucky's amazing voice start to sing. 

Side note. Bucky was a great singer. An incredible singer. Always had been. He was also a pro at impressions. Mix those two things together, and you get the most amazing sing-alongs known to man. 

"HIS hair is Harlow gold...

HIS lips are sweet surprise~" 

He emphasized the fact that he changed the pronoun to 'he',  AND he gave him the damn eyebrow raise when he sang that part. Damn it. He was adorable. Damn it.

Bucky started to softly sway as he drove and sang, "his hands are never cold...

he's got Bette Davis eyes..."

Steve listened happily as Bucky reached the chorus.

"Sing it, Stevie!"

Steve, in fact, did not sing it. He was not blessed with a voice like Bucky. He also didn't know the words. Bucky was going for it though, matching the singer's raspy tone and adding his own little twists when he felt like it.

"And he'll tease you

he'll unease you

all the better just to please you"

Bucky looked at him as he sang, making him blush deeply.

"He's precocious 

and he knows just what it

takes to make a pro blush"

He spotted a blush! Bucky blushed! Now they were both blushing and Bucky was still being unbelievably adorable. God, he wanted to kiss him so bad, but that would not be a good thing to do while he was driving. Damn cars. He thought for sure that there would be self-driving cars by now. Looked like the kiss would just have to wait... Instead, he settled for gazing into his eyes lovingly. 

Bucky knew he was adorable and Steve hated it. He used it to his advantage way too much. The way he shimmied his shoulders and smirked as he sang was so unfair.

So here he was... Stuck in a car with the most beautiful man on the planet as he sang cheezy 80s songs on the whole five-hour drive home. He couldn't even kiss him! It was the most cruel punishment. The sexy sax solo in Careless Whisper was not helping...

(This was a short one, but I didn't want it to drag)


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