Bucky
Bucky couldn’t help but smile. “You’re an asshole,” he said, though his tone was nothing but fond. He snorted as Steve and the cat interacted. “First of all, I treat him like a king and he knows it,” he said. “Second of all, I’m always this crotechty.” But he sat down and began to eat anyway.
“sure i am.” he said in an innocent tone, a tone that Sam would consider as trolling. He nodded towaeds the food. “less talking, more eating.” he tutted as he continued playing with the cat, he distracted himself bg running his hands on the fury’s fur. “nah, you’re not.” at least never towards steve, sure they had thier moments, arguments but Bucky was never grouchy or irritable towards him- not unless steve deserved it -and lets face it, fhere are a lot of times that steve does, given his stubborness. He looked at Bucky for a beat. “how’s it going Buck?”