Bucky moved his arm to rub at Steve's back a little bit. "I know Steve. I know you'd move hell and earth if you could. And I would too." He sniffled again softly too, hating that he was putting Steve through this, that he didn't think to move the rings. "But I also know that I would rather thirteen years as your husband than a hundred as anyone else's."
"Do you want him to know?" Bucky asked, sure he could figure something out if he did.