After school, Bucky went back to Steve's. They sat on the couch together, the brunette doing his homework and the blonde finishing off his sketches.
"Hey Stevie..."
"Yeah?"
"Do you ever regret marking with me?"
"Not at all. Why?"
"It's just, you'll never get to have kids."
"I never really liked the idea of having kids. Do you...maybe regret marking with me?"
"Of course not! You're my best friend, I wouldn't trade you for the world!"
The blonde smiled and continued to sketch.
"Stevie..."
"Mmm?"
"Do you ever think about being more than friends?"
Steve looked up from his art, "what do you mean?"
"Do you ever think about if this whole soulmate thing isn't platonic? What if we are meant to be...I don't know, lovers?"
"I wouldn't mind. You're not too bad looking," Steve joked.
"You're a punk."
"Jerk."
The two stared into eachothers eyes. Their faces slowly moved closer until Bucky couldn't take the painfully slow movement anymore. He cupped Steve's face and pulled him into a kiss.
"Bucky-"
"Sorry if I just...I should go-"
Steve cut him off with another kiss. This one was slower, more passionate. The blonde moved his hand up so he was cupping Bucky's cheekbone. In the middle of their kiss the front door swung open.
"Hey James," Sarah smiled, "how are you?"
"I-I'm good Ms Rogers, how are you?"
"I'm alright. Does Winifred know you're here?"
"Yeah she does. I can go if you want-"
"Nonsense! You can stay for dinner if you wish."
"Thankyou, your cooking is better than mums."
Sarah smiled and winked at Steve as she walked into the kitchen clutching groceries. Steve rolled his eyes and turned back to Bucky.
"She doesn't have a problem with it?"
"Nah, she said when we first marked that if we ever wanted to be together we should keep it on the down low and make sure no one found out."
Bucky smiled and kissed Steve again.
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That night, Steve laid in his bed. He thought about Bucky, more specifically their soft kisses exchanged earlier that night. The way Bucky smiled at him every time made his heart flutter, the way he went a soft red afterwards was adorable. How had he been so lucky to have a soulmate as amazing as Bucky?
Bucky's thoughts were very similar. The amount of love in Steve's eyes when he looked at him made Bucky just want to hold him tight and never let go. His soft smile was the most gorgeous thing he'd ever seen. His best friend, his soulmate was gorgeous. He knew his mum would never accept him, but that didn't stop his hearts true desire to be with his soulmate.
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That morning, Bucky stared at Steve's handprint on his chest. It was small, not much smaller than his hand now. The small intricate details of his friends (lovers?) handprint was beautiful to him. He started to trace the small details of the handprint. He was interrupted by Winifred.
"James, get changed for school or you're going to be late- hey what did I tell you? I want you to pretend that's not there."
"But ma, it's a part of my skin. I can just ignore it."
"I'm not a fan of that Rogers boy. You're lucky I didn't send you off to conform school when you first marked!"
"As you've said many times before and he's not that bad. You're just ignorant."
"What did you say to me young man?"
"You need to cut him some slack. It's not his fault we m-"
"Get ready for school. I don't want to hear about him anymore."
Winifred slammed the door. Bucky wished she could be accepting like Sarah.
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This chapter is a bit shorter, sorry x