#fayth

January: Bucky standing at the front door looking out at the snow, mug of coffee in his hands, only wearing boxers and a fireman's jacket and helmet.

February: Our boy is sitting up on his elbow in bed, surrounded by candles and rose petals, skin glistening along his shirtless body only covered by the suspenders attached to his pants.

March: This handsome man knows how feral you go when he's wearing his simple navy uniform. Especially when he's wearing it at home after work. So for this, he's wearing said outfit (and purposefully wears one of his tighter shirts to get those muscles poppin out for his best girl), and is baking in the kitchen. He's covered in flour (there's a little smudge of it on his cheek), large hands kneading some dough. I need to take a shower

April: This time we take a trip to the station, and he's wearing his fire pants and jacket, shirtless once again, hanging on the side of the fire truck.

May: Now he's in the driver's seat, hands gripping the large wheel. Oh, and he's not wearing pants. Whether or not he's wearing boxers is a mystery because of the large jacket, but you still get a great view of those thicc thighs. ;)

June: Now things are heating UP, so Bucky switches to his pants/suspenders look and no jacket, pulling out the fire hose and ready to put out some fires.

July: We're back home for this one! Still sticking to the shirtless theme because....just because. He's wearing his navy cargo pants and helmet, and he's sitting in the branches of Big Oaky with Alpine in his arms, giving her a kiss on top of her head because he's literally so cute and perfect and loving UGH writing this is killing me lol.

August: Man, it is just so hot in the summer months, and Bucky is just so tired of having to lug around all those clothes. Luckily, he has a brand new pair of boxers that are covered in flames, so that's all he's wearing as he lays on your bed, hands resting behind his head, body damp from taking a fresh shower. His eyebrows are raised, face looking expected as if telling you he's waiting for you to join him.

September: He's in your dining room, wearing nothing but his fire helmet, enjoying a freshly baked apple pie. LOL but in the back of the shot you see Alpine on the floor sprawled out on her back as if impatiently waiting for dad to stop being weird and to pet her.

October: This would be a cute one where he's in his firefighter gear and he has Alpine dressed as a fire hydrant.

November: This one is a nod to the first time you slid down the firepole at the Plainberry Fall Festival. We got shirtless Bucky with the fire pants/suspenders fit suspended on his decent down the pole (you can tell this isn't just a still shot of him sliding based on the way his muscles are bulging, he's holding himself in one spot). And the bastard is winking at the camera.