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"excuse me!", Sam pops out from under the blanket and Steve swears to every god up there he had a heart attack.
"what?! Sam?? what are you doing here?", Steve still can’t believe this situation, he actually pinches himself to make sure he isn’t dreaming.
“what are you doing here?”, Sam pointedly stares at Steve, keeping an annoyed façade and trying very hard not to laugh at his stunned face.
“okay”, Bucky joined in before Steve even could register the question, let alone elaborate an answer. He pushed Sam to lay down again with a strong hand on his naked chest, “enough of this shit, Sam”
Sam stuck his tongue out but relented nonetheless, crossing his arms over his chest as soon as Bucky’s hand left its previous spot.
“what I was saying, Steve, before someone interrupted me”, he stared briefly at his sulking boyfriend and then looked at Steve’s still shocked blue eyes, “is that I’m happy you met someone cute, you should definitely make a move on them!”
“I can’t believe he came here and asked for dating advice from you”, Sam barged in again and this time Bucky actually huffed, annoyed, and turned almost completely towards his direction.
“and who else should he go after, then?”, he scowled even deeper when Sam flashed a smug smile to him.
“to me, of course!”, Bucky gasped and they kept bickering back and forth for god knows how long, but apparently it was long enough for Steve’s brain to snap out of the trance he was in.
“wait a minute”, the other two, both already seated face to face and looking seconds away from physically fighting, averted their attention to him, “why is Sam is here?”
They blank stared Steve for what felt like hours. Steve didn’t even breath.
And then, to make Steve even more confused, Sam started laughing, harder and harder till he was actually out of breath. He looked at Bucky, who was also laughing, for a few seconds with big puppy eyes and Bucky decided to explain what was so funny.
“oh, Steve”, he started softly while Sam dried the tears off his face, “we are dating”
And, as to prove a point, Sam kissed Bucky’s cheek and took a strand of his hair behind his ear. Steve pinched himself again.
“I think we broke him”, Sam giggled and Bucky got a bit worried about his best friend’s brain functions.
“Steve, are you okay?”, and then suddenly he and Sam were pulled into a tight hug, he felt something wet on his shoulder, “are you… are you crying?”, Steve sniffed and nodded slowly.
The three of them stayed there for as long as it took for Steve to calm down. When he did, he let go of the couple and smiled widely.
“I’m so happy for you guys!”, and then his smile dropped as soon as it appeared, “you should have told me sooner!”, he pouted while the couple laughed fondly at him.
Steve left two or three hours later, after listening to the whole history of how these two idiots went from ‘I hate you!’ to ‘we are dating, Steve’ and a few more dating advice – in which Sam finally got to join in and share his ideas and opinions.
It was great, not much changed between them at all, they were still friends and loved each other. But now Sam and Bucky loved each other a bit more intimately.
Steve sighed while walking down the street to his own house, mentally reviewing any dating tip he could actually use that had a high chance of working. Looking at the stars at the night sky, he smiled happily.