okay so in BBSG verse, Sam and Bucky are together, we've discussed all the details in the dms, now I need you to write about how they get engaged and share with everyone please
Okay okay okay okay okay OKAY proposal fic HERE WE GO (also for those new here: BBSG is just basically normal/no powers universe- Sam still works for the VA and Bucky is makin’ it in science academia things)
It was past midnight, and the last people had finally left Sam and Bucky’s little flat. The party celebrating Bucky’s new degree had finally ended, and Sam and Bucky were finally alone and sat on their couch, exhausted from the evening.
‘Remember the days in which we could stay up this late without being exhausted?’ said Sam with a small laugh as Bucky leaned against him.
‘I used to be able to stay up ‘till dawn without a problem,’ said Bucky with a grin. ‘I was ready to go to bed like, two hours ago.’
‘Hm.’ Sam intertwined his fingers with Bucky’s hair. ‘Did you have fun?’
‘Yeah, ‘t was good,’ Bucky answered. ‘Good to see everyone.’
‘Good,’ Sam said, leaning in and kissing the side of Bucky’s head. ‘I’m proud of you.’
Bucky smiled, and they sat there in a comfortable silence a little longer.
A thought struck Bucky, a thought that maybe now wasn’t the best moment to voice, but then again…
‘We should get married,’ Bucky told Sam.
There was another moment of silence, before Sam said, ‘Okay, sure.’
Bucky sat up, looking at Sam. ‘Wait, seriously?’
Sam frowned. ‘Seriously? You asked.’
‘I didn’t ask- hold on, that wasn’t a proper proposal, I just thought it was something we should think about-’
‘You said ‘we should get married’, isn’t that the same as asking me to marry you?’
‘No, it’s not- hold on, I didn’t do this properly-’
Bucky slid unceremoniously off of the couch and onto one knee in front of Sam, his heart pounding in his chest. He had not been expecting himself to do something like this at all tonight. ‘Fuck, I don’t have a ring-’
Sam looked a little exasperated. ‘Then why did you ask?’
‘I didn’t, I’m gonna now, though, so shut up,’ Bucky answered, and couldn’t help but smile at the ridiculousness of it all. But Sam listened, and didn’t say a thing, but looked at Sam expectantly.
‘Alright- Samuel Thomas Wilson,’ said Bucky, reaching out and taking Sam’s hand. ‘Will you marry me?’
‘Of course, you idiot,’ Sam replied, and Bucky could see the tears in his eyes. ‘Of course I’ll marry you.’
Bucky stood up, as did Sam, and he pulled the other into a kiss.
‘I’ll get a ring,’ he told Sam. ‘First thing tomorrow.’
Sam just grinned stupidly, unable to form any coherent words, and kissed Bucky again.
