Bitch better have my wedding ring

When Bucky calls his mom on the New Year’s Day to tell the happy news, she asks, “Who’s gonna pay for the wedding, son? I invested all our money on outer space mining, because we thought we’d never have to give a single penny for another wedding. You were supposed to be the least marketable child I have, you swear too fucking much.”

“Well, it’s good thing that Steve cares only about my hot body and not about what comes out of my mouth,” Bucky retorts.

“He probably does care about what comes in your mouth, though,” his mom says, and Bucky snorts coffee up his nose.