steve & bucky get a tiny camper trailer they hitch to a car and go on a road trip to the grand canyon; something they’ve dreamed of doing since they were kids.
they stop at every single kitschy tourist trap and landmark along the way, taking dorky pictures to send to their friends. getting to just be themselves, to be a normal couple for the first time in their lives.
at night together in their camper, wrapped up in soft blankets, bathed in light from moon glow and the endless sea of stars, brilliant against the endless inky blackness of the night sky, steve makes sweet, tender love to bucky.
the dead quiet punctuated by their moans and soft gasps, their heavy breathing, and the sound of their bodies moving together in sync driving them closer to the edge, and the sound of steve whispering nothing but unabashed love and praise into bucky’s ear as he brings his lover to exquisite release.
