It's an incredibly long night. Bucky's out in the morning before Steve even wakes up, and just like the day before he's virtually impossible to pin down until it's time for light's out. He pretends to be asleep long before he actually sleeps, and it's through this method that he manages to dodge Steve for the next three days.

All the way up until they're put on shower duty together. It's a rotational, randomly assigned chore. Not exactly a difficult one, but time consuming as hell. Scrubbing them down, cleaning toilets, replacing safety liners on the shower hooks. It's three or four hours of being in the same room at the same time, no dodging, no excuses, just the painfully awkward silence Bucky can feel creeping up his spine within the first five god damn minutes.

He does his best to ignore it, but even from his hands and knees with a scrub brush in his palm he's keenly aware of every damn shift Steve makes in the stall next to his.