Bucky set the joint aside with a shaky sigh. "Alright." He patted his hand on his knee then leaned forward. He pressed his lips to Steve's before he could let his nerves get the better of him.

The weed had relaxed him enough, lowered his inhibitions just enough. Plus he would never ever be able to forgive himself for not kissing his childhood crush when he had the chance. He was fully prepared to be rejected and wouldn't be hurt at all.