Steve glanced up from where he was sitting on the bed, a little grin on his face. “It was the first thing I grabbed–and anyways, it’s comfortable.” Nevermind how big it was on him, hanging somewhat loosely from his small frame.
“Besides, it’s not like it’s the first time, right?”
“It was just a question, Steve. No need to get so defensive.”
Honestly, Bucky was used to things like this happening at this point. Like Steve said, it wasn’t the first time that it had happened, and knowing him, it wouldn’t be the last. So, instead of lingering on the topic, he set the bag that he had been carrying down onto their table before heading into the bedroom ( if that’s what you wanted to call it ), leaning down so that he was able to press a kiss to Steves forehead.
❝ This world will try to bend you, break you. Scare you, shake you. Make you question all the things that make you. It will hurt, it won't be easy. Sometimes it's barely worth believing. But hope is light and fear is heavy. ❞ Ⓒ
Ind. & Selective BUCKY BARNES as told by Rae. Post-Civil War, slightly canon divergent. NSFW+
ANY CIVIL WAR SPOILERS WILL BE TAGGED AS "CW SPOILERS". Spoilers will be tagged until mid-june.
