A huge box wrapped in purple sparkly patterns gets placed gently in Bucky's lap making him hold the box carefully. He places a ear to it smiling, "What is it?"
Steve settles down next to him on the living room rug, smile warm and fond, "That's normally what you find out when you open it baby."
Using his metal hand to push the blonde over just earns Bucky a laugh from his husband.
With one last glance at Steve, Bucky tears into it not even noticing the little holes in the box until he's opening the lid and…
"You…..got me….a puppy?"
Bucky's voice is so soft like he can't believe his eyes.
"I did sweetheart." Steve whispers, kissing Bucky's scruffy cheek.
Bucky pulls the little Irish wolf pup out of the box and blinks back tears.
"She looks just like the one we lost during the war." Bucky's voice is wet.
He buries his face in the pups fur and hides his tears that way while Steve rubs his back gently. "That's what I thought when I saw her too."
"Thank you." The words barely above whispering, but Steve hears them anyway.
He hugs Bucky from behind, kissing over his neck and shoulders, "Your very welcome baby."