Re: Dance Floor
"I still know a pretty girl when I see one," Bucky smiled charmingly, because while he was all eyes for Steve, he knew how to be appreciative. He slowly turned them in a circle, away from another dancing couple that was getting too close. "But my thighs are too big," he insisted. There was no way even Gracie could convince him into wearing pants like those.
With her head tucked against his shoulder, Bucky felt calmer, slightly protective as he rested his chin against her hair. "Steve asked me, as a date, I wasn't gonna say no." Because there really wasn't anything Steve could ask him that he'd say no to. And then he blinked, pulled back slightly to frown. "Boyfriend?" he asked, wondering if he was about to get punched by some guy for stealing a dance with his girl.
The words Steve and sucker together had Bucky blushing slightly, unconsciously chewing at his bottom lip at the thought and wondering if Steve would be down for that while dressed up. "Yeah. Yeah. He's... yeah," he replied a bit dumbly, thoughts derailed to what point she was trying to make.