[Bucky had been careful this whole time to not let Steve into his apartment. The longer they were together, the more pathetic the fact that he slept on an inflatable bed and had pretty much no furniture became. So when he heard Steve knock, because of course it was Steve, he doubled down on himself in frustration.
This was all his own fucking fault.
It was meant to be a big step, letting Steve see him without his prosthetic as a surprise part of his costume, but he found he couldn't leave the house and now it's too late. Steve might be able to hear Yasha whining quietly because she knows her charge is distressed.]
Steve, that you?
[He forces himself to shout.]
I, uh-- sorry, I think I ate something bad, I don't know if I can go tonight.
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This was all his own fucking fault.
It was meant to be a big step, letting Steve see him without his prosthetic as a surprise part of his costume, but he found he couldn't leave the house and now it's too late. Steve might be able to hear Yasha whining quietly because she knows her charge is distressed.]
Steve, that you?
[He forces himself to shout.]
I, uh-- sorry, I think I ate something bad, I don't know if I can go tonight.