"I like when you call me that," he says tenderly, the truth liquid apparently still working through him. Steve laughs a little, not really having meant to say that out loud but not regretting that he had. He does like it. 'Stevie' is something that belongs to a small kid in Brooklyn, before there was a shield or aliens or anything else. 'Stevie' was for him and Bucky and every time he hears it Steve gets to relish the fact that someone other than him remembers that.

Yeah, they have a lot of shit to work through. Steve knew it even before everyone and their brother gently told him the same exact thing; they can't be dating ghosts. Bucky needs to know Steve for who he is now just as Steve needs to do the same. It's going to take work and have moments of disappointment and pain. But it's also going to have moments like this when Steve thinks his whole world could collapse down to this little room and he would be just fine.

"So I'm what you want, huh?" He smiles and takes Bucky's chin between his thumb and finger to lead him closer. "I think I heard something else, earlier? Something you might have wanted?"