"Buck, you ready to go?" Steve asked, looking down at his watch.

2:04. Not too bad.

"Do not rush me, Steve. It's not easy to look so good." Bucky rolls his eyes and puts on his leather jacket.

The brunette man runs his fingers through his hair and checks himself out.

"You know, we should just sneak away from the rest of the group. Have our own little celebration. There's something I'd like to do after the fireworks later." Bucky grins while crossing his arms.

"Not doing that, Bucky. Come on. I'll grab you a doughnut with red, white, and blue sprinkles on. Unless Tony ate it.."