It had never really occurred to Zemo how he felt on the matter of Bucky moving in. Up until this exact moment, he hadn't really considered it to be a realistic option, either. He had assumed that Bucky would forever stay with Steve and that was the end of it. But now that it was dawning on him that this might be permanent (or at the very least, it was going to last more than a few days), things might actually need to change.
Zemo would definitely need to be more careful if he ever planned on doing any more Danger Room-style shenanigans. Bucky would for sure not approve of that. The lack of privacy was going to take some getting used to, but he knew he could tolerate it for the sake of having his dear soldat around.
Zemo also realized he'd have to do what he did with Peggy and wear pajamas to bed. Which was slightly annoying. But Zemo wanted to be respectful towards Bucky. If this was their space now, Zemo needed to treat it as such. And walking around naked just wasn't the level of comfort that they were at. ..yet.
But maybe, Zemo wouldn't have to wait all that long for them to reach that level of comfort. Bucky was speaking sweetly to him. And while this wasn't something new, exactly, the baron hadn't been expecting it. Since it caught him off guard, a pink tint crept across his cheeks, those brown eyes staring at Bucky for a moment before he moved or said anything. Careful, Zemo. Don't rush this.
"If it matters, I didn't either. I didn't think I'd ever care about anyone again after my family died. Imagine my surprise when I realized I wanted you.." Zemo's hand was moving, his fingers lightly drifting down the front of Bucky's chest. "If it's not too bold to say, I'm happy you're here, James. I think.. I think I'm going to enjoy discovering whether or not you snore. Or if you're bad at doing laundry. Or if you leave towels on the floor. And everything in between." A smile played at his lips. How awfully domestic. But nothing could have made Zemo happier.