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Steve's first clue should have been when Peter bounded up to him at eight in the morning and said hear me out.
I mean, really, that should have been the first of many warning signs.
"Okay, so hear me out Steve, wait first things first, answer honestly, do you love Bucky.
Out of the many things Steve was expecting to hear, that was not one of them. Judging from the shocked, and in some cases, entertained, looks from the Avengers, he was fairly certain they didn't expect it either.
They were all watching him expectantly,
"I-what? I don't know? I mean no, no, I do not love Bucky," Steve protested quickly, willing down the flush taking over his face and desperately trying not to to think on how that wasn't true at all.
"Uh you sure? Because I have seen the way you look at each over, I mean I'm no expert but I am fairly certain that's not platonic." Peter said dubiously.
"Yes, I am pretty sure, I mean I think I would know if I was in love with my best friend."
Everyone turned and looked at him, acting as if he said the dumbest thing in his career.
Peter looked at him for a second before turning towards Tony.
"Mr stark please let me tell him! This is genuinely painful to watch," he begged.
"I-look I am not in love with Bucky." Steve said, his protests sounding weak even to him.
"…we'll come back to this. Now, as I was saying before, hear me out. You ask Bucky if he wants to have a movie marathon, yeah?
"…sure?"
"And you say he can pick any genre, and since you despise horror he will pick that-"
"Why would I say he can pick any genre?"
"If you stopped interrupting me you could find out, anyway he will pick horror because he loves it, you hate it, so you never allow him to pick it. Now, this is where my plan gets genius."
"Somehow I doubt that" Steve muttered.
"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that, and so you are going to be terrified. Like, scared stiff because we all know that's the real reason you hate horror, and then because you are so scared it will be natural that you move closer to Bucky, perhaps press against him-"
"I'm not going to do that. Absolutely not."
"Maybe grab his arm, or hand, Bucky will probably be fighting back a laugh-"
"ugh he would too. That git" Steve grumbled.
"But I bet he would think it's cute, cos he down bad, just like you."
"I am not cute, and he definitely wouldn't think I am either, and neither of us are down bad."
"Sure, sure, now so you guys are like cuddling-"
"When did I agree to that?"
"-and he will probably keep jump scaring you and stuff, so you keep getting closer etc etc, and then, at the end of the night you look him straight in the eyes, and you say, "Gee Bucky this was a fun date, text me if you want to do it again," then absolutely book it out of there."
"Oh! Make sure to tell me what his expression looked like, I bet he will look shocked, and so once you leave he be all damn I knew that shit wasn't platonic, and then you will be in your room regretting every single decision in your life that led you to this moment-"
"I don't like this plan."
"-And he will be panicking! Oh and obviously I'll be making it worse."
"Of course you will be."
"Now, Cap, are you going to do it?"
"No."
"Yes good for you- WHAT DO YOU MEAN NO?"
"I mean no."
For about ten seconds there was a brief pause of silence before,
"OI BUCKY, STEVE HAS SOMETHING TO ASK YOU" Tony yelled flashing a wide grin at Peter and winking at a murderous looking Steve.
"Why, why, why would you do that?" Steve hissed, frantically yelling "NO, I DON'T, he's kidding!"
just as Steve thought he got away with it, Bucky walked in.
"You called?" Bucky asked, raising a amused eyebrow at Steve's horrified expression before turning back to Tony.
"You good Steve? You look a bit…flustered." Bucky said with a entertained glance.
"No! I feel perfectly fine!" Steve quickly insisted.
"He's just a bit nervous," Tony said grinning and winking unsubtly at Peter.
"Is that so?"
"Yes, for you see Bucky, our dear captain America has something he needs to ask you," Peter said gleefully.
They all turned expectantly to stare at Steve.
After a long pause where it became clear Steve wasn't about to say anything, Bucky looking far too amused, leant forward.
"So? Bucky prompted, what was it that you needed to ask?"
"Can you get me a cup of tea?" he asked, staring directly at Peter and Tony.
Looking slightly surprised, Bucky reeled back.
"err sure? One sugar?"
"Yeah, that would be great thanks-"
"Hold up! That is not what he was going to ask you." Tony cut in, because apparently, he was determined to make Steve suffer.
"Yes, it was." Steve said far too quickly.
"Are you sure?" Bucky asked, amused.
"Cap, do it! Don't be a coward," Peter yelled.
Bucky looked at Tony, confused, even more so when the latter winked at him, turning back when Steve snapped, "Oh fine,"
With everyone's expectant gaze on him, Steve looked up.
"Bucky would you like to have a movie marathon with me? Just us?
" I mean yeah sure, but that was it? That was why Tony yelled at me to come in?"
"Yes. Also you can pick the genre and the movies if you want-"
"Horror."
"Yay! I love horror," Steve said with a pained expression.
"You hate horror?"
"…I know. Well see you tonight I guess, now go, shoo."
"See you tonight?" Bucky offered before being practically herded out.
"So? was that so hard!" Peter asked enthusiastically.
"Peter."
"Yes?"
"You have five seconds to run, oh and Tony?" Steve said far too innocently, "They will never find the body."
~~~
"SAM! what are the most terrifying horror movies ever?" Bucky yelled, riffling through his CDs.
"Why?"
"Me and Steve are having a movie night AND I GET TO PICK!" He shouted gleefully.
"And you picked horror?" Sam questioned.
"Maybe?"
"…You're trying to scare him so he gets closer to you, aren't you?" Sam said, looking up.
"Sam."
"Yes?"
"Be quiet."
"Bucky, you could just say you like him."
"Sam, again, shut up."
"Yep. Of course. Horror movies, far healthier."
"Obviously, now we need terrifying ones!"
"Okay, so what about-"