Stuck with Steve Rogers? That'll be a new and different experience for me.
[ But he likes watching Steve get comfortable in his place. Bucky figures if anyone belongs in his living space, it's Steve. He's almost disappointed that they can afford their own places now. ]
[ He loops his arm around Steve's neck as they walk into the kitchen. It still feels odd that he's taller than Bucky now, but he's still so undeniably Steve that Bucky doesn't dwell on it. ]
[ Bucky moves around his small kitchen easily, scrambling the eggs and even throwing some salt and pepper in. You're welcome, Steve.
He keeps glancing at Steve out of the corner of his eye and twice he has to pause to gently move Steve out of his way, but he doesn't mind Steve standing close. Truth be told, being on the run had been lonely once his memories had started coming back.
Besides, he likes having Steve around. He always has.
Once they're cooked, he grabs two plates and fills them. ]
The things I do for you.
[ Of course the fond little smile playing at the corners of his lips should make it clear just how much he doesn't mind. ]
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Either way, there's a hint of relief poking through his stony expression when he sees Steve. ]
You actually came.
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[ Big (dopey) charming smile and all. He grabs Bucky's shoulder, turns him, shoves him into the room, all very playfully. ]
You just remember that I was here for you in your time of need.
[ huehuehue ]
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Hey, hold on! You were the one askin' me to make you eggs. My time of need...
[ He huffs. ]
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I parked on the street, so you're stuck with me if I get towed.
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[ But he likes watching Steve get comfortable in his place. Bucky figures if anyone belongs in his living space, it's Steve. He's almost disappointed that they can afford their own places now. ]
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Do you do a lot of entertaining in the middle of the night?
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[ He loops his arm around Steve's neck as they walk into the kitchen. It still feels odd that he's taller than Bucky now, but he's still so undeniably Steve that Bucky doesn't dwell on it. ]
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Should I be?
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[ He leans his weight into Steve affectionately and pulls away to start pulling out a frying pan. ]
You really just want eggs?
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[ He'll let you elaborate, go ahead. ]
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[ And he didn't say he'd cook any of it. ]
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[ And now he's just going to stand around and gratuitously watch the process while probably getting in the way. ]
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He keeps glancing at Steve out of the corner of his eye and twice he has to pause to gently move Steve out of his way, but he doesn't mind Steve standing close. Truth be told, being on the run had been lonely once his memories had started coming back.
Besides, he likes having Steve around. He always has.
Once they're cooked, he grabs two plates and fills them. ]
The things I do for you.
[ Of course the fond little smile playing at the corners of his lips should make it clear just how much he doesn't mind. ]