The Future Starts Now (слэш)

"Okay, good," Steve said. He leaned in for a quick kiss, the bristles of his beard and mustache tickling Bucky's lips, then, after a deep breath, dropped to one knee.
Bucky blinked. Every bit of air in his lungs left in an unsteady exhale. He couldn’t feel his legs. "Steve...?"
Steve tightened his grip on Bucky's hand. Gazed up at him with a potent, heady mixture of love and adoration and sheer nervousness. Everything else – the music from the DJ, the crowd around them, the room itself – faded to nothing. The only thing in his world was Steve.