stucky
"You flatterer," he simpered, playfully, taking another sip of his drink. "But you're right, I am." Steve knew him to a T, didn't he? Suits were just - not Bucky's thing. He'd rather be in jeans and a t-shirt, or something casual, something where he could work outside and not worry about staining.
He missed that, working outside. That was one aspect of Wakanda (one of many) that had been good for his rehabilitation.
He adjusted his best friend's tie a little. "No one snatched you up for dancing yet? I thought Darcy was thirsty for it."