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Steve was waiting by his bike for his boyfriend, looking at the Christmas lights farther away. Suddenly, he heard footsteps on the gravel then an accented voice call out.
Steve turned towards the man with a huge smile and made grabby hands. Bucky stepped closer and they exchanged a short kiss.
“Where are you taking me?” he asked, accepting the helmet Steve gave him.
“Home. Brooklyn”, Steve answered, putting on his own helmet. “You’ll see, the bridge is super nice.”
“Alright, I trust you. Go on, Captain!”
The two men hopped on the bike, then they were off to Brooklyn.