"Adored or that I'm a cad? I think it would've depended on who you asked." The idea of being forced to go back where they came from was something that Bucky tried to block out, but sometimes those thoughts just kind of crept up on him and it was a terrible feeling. He'd gained so much by being here. He and Steve had worked through a great deal of self-discovery in their relationship, put to rest a number of unknowns, and were closer than ever. Beyond that, they'd gotten the chance to open their hearts to others and fallen in love. Bucky was married, for god's sake. If someone would've told him that in the 1930's, he would've laughed to the point of making himself sick. He also would've been ecstatic, especially finding out it was to a man. Though, admittedly, he probably would've thought that man to be Steve at the time. My, how times had changed.
"You have to speak your truth, Steve," Bucky said. "I think it's going to go a lot better than what's plaguing you now." Even though he could see Tony going through some self-loathing-I'm-not-good-enough-for-Mr.-Wonderful freak outs because man, he got that. But even so, he had a feeling the mayor was going to gain a husband sooner rather than later. He bumped their shoulders in a similar fashion. "I think him knowing that, what you just told me, is gonna go a long way. But I also don't think he'll need a lot of convincing. I think I better get started on a best man speech." He let their shoulders come to rest together. "Just know I'm here, however it goes. Here, back where we came from. I'm there for you. You know, all that end of the line stuff."