Bucky grinned at Clint. “it keeps her from pestering you, now doesn’t it?” he teased his lover. He and Steph went around the pond lickety split. Bucky loudly complained for over an hour that Steph had cheated. Because she absolutely had. Knocking him out of his Kayak and into the water where he’d floundered helplessly until Clint had rescued him had totally been cheating. Bucky could swim just fine, but he’d been unable to get back into the Kayak on his own.<br/><br/>Later that night, Bucky was nervously waiting in the barn for Clint to show up. He was freshly showered and he was wearing only a pair of Clint’s favorite pants. There where candles all over and Clint’s favorite food was everywhere and he kept fingering something in his pocket even as he glanced at the wrapped present that George had collected for him. Getting them ordered without Clint finding out had been… well, Clint WAS a spy. Thankfully going through George seamed to have totally thrown Clint off. He nibbled on his lip, wondering when Clint was going to get there as he rehearsed everything in his head. Again. For the sixtieth time.