As everyone was standing around, talking and socialising on the balcony Bucky pulls you away from Nat after she gave you a suggestive smirk.
"Correct me if I'm wrong but Steve has always wanted a cake smashed in his face?" He says with unsure eyes.
"No, you're right," you say with a smile until it dawned on you. "Oh!" You squeal quietly as to not attract attention. "Good thing I made two cakes!"
"He blows the candles out and we both do it ok?" You nod and run inside.
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"Happy birthday dear Stevie!" Steve pouts playfully at the nickname everyone called him. "Happy birthday to you!" The moment the last candle went out you and Bucky grin, pushing Steve's face into the cake. Everyone stared in silence as Steve slowly lifted his face in shock. He wipes away the cake from his face before smiling.
"You guys!" He quickly hugs you both as you get crushed under his strength. "How did you know?" He says once letting go.
"Bucky reminded me," Steve quirked a brow in surprise.
"Kinda... remembered everything?" He says cautiously. Steve's jaw drops slightly as he quickly hugs Bucky.
"I'm confused," you all turn to vision. "Remember what?"
"Steve always wanted to get his face smashed into a cake but we never got to do it because he was too fragile," Bucky ruffles his best friends hair as everyone chuckles. Handing a napkin to your brother he wipes his face, a never ending smile on his face.
"Now what do we do about the god damn cake?"
"Fury! There is a child!" You clasp hands over peters ears making him groan.
"Y/n! I am 17!"
"Precious, baby boy," you pat his head.
"I can lift 25 tons,"
"Strong precious baby boy then," he frowns as you chuckle. "I'll get the other cake," walking inside you find the American themed cake and get out to the balcony just as everyone was arguing about the size of slices. "You are all children," you quickly cute the cake as they frown at the not so large slices.
"Can we have more than two?" Clint pleads.
"Fine, but that's it," they all cheer and grab two slices each, leaving only a few slices left. Taking a slice you sit down next to Steve and Bucky who were happily talking.
"Best birthday ever," Steve quickly kisses your temple. "How'd you make the frosting?"
"I did, actually, though, I did follow Y/n's recipe,"
"You remembered?" Bucky gives his friend a nod. "Did it get as messy as last time?"
"Sure did," Nat coughed between the words as everyone snickered. Shorting a glare at the widow she winks and turns to Wanda.
"Yeah, it got everywhere," Your brother laughs at the thought before finishing off his cake.
"Fireworks?" Everyone nods at Bruce who opened up the controls. Pressing the comically big red button fireworks shoot out the tower and explode in the air. Watching the spectacle in delight you move your hand to the bench you were seated on and lean forward.
As the sparks flew about in the air you feel a cold hand brush against yours. Looking down you see Buckys hand resting next to yours. Without facing him you place your hand in his, immediately his eyes look down. Giving a soft side glance to the soldier you couldn't see the blush that had risen in his cheeks. Gently intertwining your hands you feel yourself relaxed at the familiar touch.
Best 4th of July ever
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This is the shortest chapter ever I swear to god-
Also I'm losing motivation for this book BUT I will still continue it, it will just take longer to update and I'm so sorry!
- Anna asking for forgiveness ❤️
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