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Steve was never one for parties. He never liked how the music turned up all the way and how all the people were to drunk to leave him alone.
But he couldn't say no to Tony, his best friend.
So here he was,standing by the punch bowl,looking like he had no friends.
Sure, he made small talk with a lot of people, he did know everybody, even if they were mostly through Tony. He had a nice conversation with Bruce, even though he caught him several times staring at Tony. He pretended he didn't notice though,since he didn't want to embarrass the science loving teen.
He also discussed things with Clint, before Natasha walked by and Clint couldn't keep his hands to himself. So now Steve was back to looking like a loner, his foot tapping to the beat and his drink still in his hand, the solo cup not being touched by his lips.
Suddenly he was grabbed, his body stumbling into Tony. "Steveeeeeeee!!!" Tony said, his left hand holding a drink while he put his right arm over Steve's shoulders.Steve playfully rolled his eyes at his best friend before Tony gave his drink to someone in the crowd, dragging Steve with him to wherever he was heading.
Finally, Tony stopped and tapped on a guy's shoulder. The guy turned around in a slight daze, confused at who tapped him. Steve couldn't help but stare at the man, his heart pounding as he looked at the attractive man.
When the stranger saw that Tony tapped him, he grinned at the sight of the drunk teen. Steve couldn't help but want to make the man smile whenever he had the chance.
"Tony, buddy. How are you doing?" The dark haired male asked, before he looked up to see Steve,giving him a shy smile. The blonde smiled back,probably looking like a dumb idiot that couldn't even smile right.Instead though, the stranger's smile became wider, into a full on grin.
Tony tipsily grabbed the guy by the shoulders, before pushing the two men on each arm towards each other.
"Bucky, this is my best friend Steve. You two have lot's in common so get to it, I want to see you guys married some day." With that, Tony stumbled off somewhere else, leaving the two to themselves.
The brunette smirked at the introduction, before extending his hand out. "I'm James, but people call me Bucky."
Steve smiled,shaking Bucky's hand. "I'm Steve."
"You know, Tony's never wrong when it comes to this type of stuff." Bucky started,before looking at him confused.
"What do you mean 'this type of stuff?"
"Matchmaking." Steve could feel his cheeks heat up, along with his ears. Bucky came closer, whispering into Steve's ear,making Steve shiver at the cool breath.
"Now, I wonder which one of us is going to walk down aisle?"