Bucky: I don’t know. I think I want a partner who’s smooth and put together… someone who—
Tony: *trips over a plant and immediately apologizes to it*
Bucky: That one. I want that one.
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Bucky: I don’t know. I think I want a partner who’s smooth and put together… someone who—
Tony: *trips over a plant and immediately apologizes to it*
Bucky: That one. I want that one.
Tony: I don't need to go to bed. I'm not tired, I'll be fine.
Bucky: But, doll, I'll be so lonely without you. Come curl up in my arms so I can feel whole again.
Tony: O-oh. Well. Are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns??
Bucky: Is it working?
Tony: *does something ridiculous*
Bucky: Great, like I needed to get anymore attracted to you.
Tony: …what?
Bucky: Annoyed. Annoyed by you. I said annoyed.
Bucky, furious: Who the fuck ate all my McDonald’s french fries? *grabs knife from waist band* I’ma f*ckin k —
Tony, meekly: I did
Bucky, tenderly: — kiss you and buy you some more. You never eat enough, doll.
Steve, talking about Tony: He’s so irritating. I bet he wakes up looking all gorgeous and put together.
Bucky: Oh, no, he doesn’t, trust me, he drools on pillows and it’s disgusting, but also adorable. And you should see his bed head, my gosh.
Steve: What?!
Bucky: What?
Bucky: *Hears a loud explosion*
Bucky: *throws Tony over his shoulder and takes off running*
Tony: Put me down!!
Bucky: No! Your tiny legs are useless!
Tony: *reaches for a fry on Bucky’s plate*
Bucky: *slams grocery store divider between his plate and Tony’s hand*
Tony:
Tony: You told me you didn’t take that from the store
Bucky: and you said you didn’t want any french fries, yet here we are.
Bucky, to Natasha: Tony’s crying, what do I do?
Natasha: Go comfort him.
Bucky: How do I do that?
Natasha: Most people start with a hug.
Bucky: With what?