“Don’t worry,” Steve says, clasping his hand on Bucky’s shoulder. “I’ll take care of you.” “I’ve heard that before, too,” Bucky points out in a sarcastic tone. “Look, just… don’t let me hook up. With anyone. No matter what I say. That seems like the safest bet.” “See you on the other side,” Steve says, downing the first shot of many. Bucky raises his own in a toast. “You’re both being overly dramatic,” Falsworth tells them. (Famous last words, Steve thinks.) - Also known as the feel-good fluffy ficlet relenafanel promised after the end-credit scene of new Bucky feels from hell... Because I have your back and know you need recovery comedic AUs about BFFs being dumb in Vegas.

Holiday tropes and shipper cliches abound in this unapologetic, Hallmark-inspired Stucky fic. You want grieving widowers and match-making kids? You want overblown drama and saccharine endings? You got it! Read on to make all your jingle-bell dreams and mistletoe wishes come true.

OR: Whether he's doing it on purpose or not, Steve consistently scares the crap out of Bucky, who is already trying to deal with his looming feelings for the little punk. It's giving him gray hair.