baby let me sell you my heart (you already have it for free) (слэш)

“C’mere, doll,” Bucky said. With charming ease, he tucked Tony under his arm and steered them towards the elevator. “Where are you taking me tonight?”
"Well, I was thinking we could go to this new French restaurant that just opened up," Tony said, his nerves settling slightly as they stepped into the elevator. "And of course, I got you these," he said, gesturing towards the bouquet of flowers he had bought for Bucky.
Bucky looked down at the flowers and chuckled. "Tony, you didn't have to do that. But they're beautiful, thank you." Theatrically, he gave them a little sniff.
Tony's heart sank a little at Bucky's response. He had visited three flower shops and nearly gotten into a fist fight with the florist over a clash of creative visions. All he had wanted was to impress Bucky, but it seemed like Bucky had limited interest in exquisite floral design. Tony cleared his throat, trying to keep the disappointment out of his voice. "I just wanted to do something nice for you, Buck. You deserve it."