Steve wanted to be the Man With A Plan, to have answers for all his questions. But there was none, he had none. Bucky's advice was sound, but of course he could just focus on that and Steve had to look fourty steps down the road. He sighed as he knocked their shoulders together, a little tussle. "I am embracing it, we are. But I want to marry him, to know wherever we are he's my husband and it'd kill me if he was someone else's instead," Steve said as he shouldered him again. "Just because you're so used to being adored doesn't mean we all are," he teased. It was far from the truth, it had been a long long time since Bucky had been with anyone, Steve didn't think he'd ever trusted someone enough for that until now.
For every fear there was five more, but Steve had made up his mind about this already, he was just talking it out now. "Even if he doesn't want to, I want him to know that he's the one for me, you know?" Steve said after a moment of silence. "That with all this unknown and everything that's happened I choose him, I choose loving him."