Christmas Wish (слэш)

“You could ask Santa for a boyfriend at the Christmas Party!” Morgan cried in excitement. “Isn’t that what you told Auntie Peggy? That you needed a boyfriend or you might actually die of horn--”
“Okay! And that’s enough out of you!” Tony clapped his hand over Morgan’s mouth in a futile attempt to hush the little girl up, as if she hadn’t already said about the most embarrassing thing humanly possible in front of the world’s hottest security guard. “Mr. Barnes, thank you for the information on the Christmas party, and uh--uh we’ll see you later?”
“Have a good night, Mr. Stark.” Armed with the information that apparently Tony wanted a boyfriend for Christmas-- and pausing long enough to watch the way that booty moved when Tony hurried towards the elevator-- Bucky picked up his phone to text one of the other security guards.
From Bucky: Stevie, let me be Santa this year
From Steve: Why so you can have that hot science teacher sit on your lap?
From Bucky: .... yes?
From Steve: OH MY GOD BUCKY