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He pulls him in close, hands climbing up arms, smoothing over shoulders, and down the pathway of spine. Andy is perfect in every way. Solid, strong, loving, dedicated. Everything he loved about...

"Mmm." He hums his amusement into a smile, leaning forward to steal another kiss.

"Selective memory? Kidding. C'mere gorgeous, let me pamper you a little more." Guided into the shower, doors closed, water on, Bucky reaches for the shampoo and squeezes a small amount into his palm and massages it into the man's scalp.

"I love you, Andy Barber."

"I'm definitely going to get used to being spoiled, you realize this, right? What if you get sick of spoiling me." He can't help but relax just a bit more at the feeling of him massaging the shampoo in.

There's something about someone else taking care of him that he loves. Maybe it's because he's always been taking care of others. He had always been the one in charge. It's a nice change of pace to not be.

His eyes are closed so that he wont get shampoo in them. But he's smiling at Bucky's words. Even if no one can see it. He's smiling. It's nice to be loved in a healthy way for once. "I love you too."

#( why don’t you leave the worrying to me ~ appearance )

grinsekatze

— Channing M

"Guess I'll just have to step it up a little, start spoilin' you." Accompanied by the brush of his lips against warm skin, chasing goosebump to goosebump to find the pattern hidden amongst them.

"C'mon, don't invite me to a shower and not deliver." Legs off the bed in seconds, hand slides down the length of Andy's arm, across soft knuckles to slide between his fingers. Laced together boot strap tight.

It's a struggle to walk and strip, takes the tip toe of his bare feet to catch the lax bit of a pant leg and tug them down. Nearly trips on the shedding.

"Could take me to work with you." He's teasing, maybe.

"Spoiling me? Well, I'm not going to say no to that." This really was the best way to wake up in the morning. The house felt like a home again. Maybe for the first time in a long time. "Hey, when have I ever offered a shower to share and not followed through."

Only once that he could think of. But that hadn't really been his fault. He would blame that on work for sure. "I could take you to work for sure. Imagine my coworkers surprise when Bucky Barnes appears in the office." They'd probably actually be pretty excited. They'd have a ton of questions to ask him.

"You remember I take my showers boiling hot." He chuckled as they somehow made it into the bathroom. Andy slept pretty light. Just a t-shirt and some shorts. So it didn't take long for him to strip out of his clothes.

#( why don’t you leave the worrying to me ~ appearance )

barneswilsonrogers

"We wanted him to look like an everyday professional man who has a family, so we tried really hard to make the clothes feel real and lived-in, not overtly tailored." — Defending Jacob’s costume designer Johanna Argan on making sure Chris Evans didn’t look like Captain America.

Plate in hand, coffee of his own balanced in the other, hands it over and slides in next to him to kiss a bearded cheek.

"Should know by now, pamperin' you is my job. And I love it. Pays pretty damn well too." In the way those eyes light up at the sight of him, the gentle slope of those shoulders downward in relief. Laurie, from what he was told, could never appreciate a man like Andy. A god damn shame but it's his win.

"You eat, I'll get your briefcase packed while you shower. Jacob's eaten, I'll see him off to school." Poor kid's been closed off a while now, but lately he'll get a glance or two out of him. Maybe even a word or so. And he's lucky, he knows. To have both of them, damaged as they all are it's a nice fit.

"Want me to surprise you for lunch or are you hungry for something particular?"

"You know, I'm gonna get used to being pampered all the time. What are you going to do then?" He had to admit that it was nice to wake up and have someone there to take care of him.

It wasn't a fight every morning. There weren't a lot of days when they did fight. It was just peaceful. Something that Andy cherished quite a bit because in the past their lives had been nothing but chaos.

"You sure you don't want to join me in the shower?" He asked, having a bit of his breakfast. "Because, I wouldn't be against it." What? He's having a good morning so far. Why not run with it?

"I think a surprise at lunch will be nice. I like nearly anything, you know that." Though Andy did love chocolate. Probably more than most people.

"Next to you? Who wouldn't?" A tease, but not really. There's no joke about it. He hasn't slept this well in...well since- Snakes his way up to kiss the fluff of a beard, chuckle into his ear and nose along the shell.

"Jus' let me take care'a you. Speaking of-" The covers come off and he's sliding to the edge of the bed, old creaks and groans of a mechanized arm wrung out with a roll of his shoulder, swung circle wide as he finds his boxers and a pair of clean pants.

"I'm gonna make you the whole spread, doggie bag and all. Stay put, I'll bring the coffee to you first." And he does just that, just the way Andy likes it. A gentle kiss and he's back in the kitchen apron on and all. Feels so domestic it tugs at that part of him deep down that's always wanted... Jacob swings by for his plate and Bucky offers with a smile. That look he gets tells him it's still too early for chats so he lets it be.

"You would be surprised." Jake hadn't liked sleeping in the room with him even when he'd been scared of thunder growing up. He said that Andy moved around too much. Laurie would usually go sleep in Jake's bed instead. Why was he thinking about that at the moment?

"You don't have to take care of me." But he knows Bucky wants to and that's all that really matters. He needs to stop protesting so much. He's just not used to anyone taking care of him. He's the one who always took care of others. "You know this view is one of the best in the morning. You should stay more often."

When the coffee comes up, he takes a moment to just sit there and take in the scent. One of the best things about coffee for him aside from the taste was the smell. "Thank you!" He calls out. But Bucky's already going down to the kitchen. So he's going to sip on his coffee in bed, slowly, because it's hot.

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 // @xgoldxnhour

“good morning.”

"Morning." Andy usually woke up early. Even though Jake was off in college now. He still couldn't help himself but wake up extra early so he had time to get things done before work. It used to be that he had to coax his kid out of bed and get him breakfast. But now it's just him which is a strange adjustment.

"Did you want breakfast or? Coffee? I have coffee. Always have coffee." Andy isn't necessarily the best cook there is out there. But he can make mean pancakes and waffles and he can scramble eggs. But anything too complex? Not for him. "If you want breakfast I can make pancakes. I have all the stuff for it. I don't actually mind."

#xgoldxnhour

A hand in his hair, twirling the short locks around calloused fingers feather soft. Travels over dome and between pillow and scalp to work in some liquid bone touch.

"I'll even bring you lunch too. You want breakfast?" He's been learning. Boring eggs and toast just won't cut it to feed a mind half as brilliant. Cereal's out of the question.

"You're runnin' low on coffee grounds. I can swing by the store, pick some up." Bucky noses his way in close, breathes the scent of sleep and faded beard wash.

"D'ja sleep alright?"

"I forgot about breakfast." He admits, with a soft chuckle. Somedays he eats it and others he just grabs his coffee and runs to the office. The office could order an entire breakfast if they wanted to. They weren't far from a diner, after all. But he wasn't going to do that today. He could eat at home.

"See now lunch, I'll appreciate because that guy with the sub cart that comes around the office? It's terrible." So terrible that he's not sure he has the worse to adequately describe it.

"The way I drink coffee? I'm not surprised that I'm low on coffee grounds." What? He loved coffee and sometimes you had to pull an all nighter and the coffee was your best friend. "Thank you. Really, thank you for always being so thoughtful." It's a far cry from when he had dealt with Laurie. "Mhm, I slept great. Did you?"

#sicariav #( that’s not even remotely funny ~ answered )

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 // @sicariav

“c’mere, we don’t have to get up just yet.”

"I definitely need to get up soon." Not that he's looking forward to getting out of his warm and comfortable bed. He's also not looking to leaving Bucky, either. But he does have to get up at some point. He has to go to work and he probably should go this time. Not call in pretending to be sick even if laying there all day sounds great to him.

"Okay---I'll stay for another ten minutes." Then he'd need to get in the shower and get dressed. He's also going to need coffee. A lot of coffee because the day is going to drag. At least being in a new office, he doesn't have to see Neal, because he has a face that Andy would love to punch given the chance.

"Are we still going to get dinner after I get done with work." He can't help the yawn that slips out.