Bucky & Steve
Bucky snorted. Yeah. He knew how Steve got. He'd seen it a hundred times and wanted to smack him over the head with something heavy until that bulldog stubborn part of him just fell out of his ears. "Ready to take on another five guys bigger than you, that's how you get," he said. "Guess there aren't so many of those, anymore." Steve wasn't always the biggest guy in the room - especially if Thor was around - but he was never the smallest anymore, either. He'd always hated being seen as weak, but Bucky wondered if he missed being smaller, now. It was probably a little easier to go unseen when you didn't have shoulders wide as a doorway. Being seen wasn't that great of a thing.
He half smiled. "Passed out. Pills helped," Bucky admitted, knee knocking back against Steve's lightly. "And fuck you, I don't snore. You're the one who'll rattle the walls when you get going. Probably be worse now, since your nose is twice the size it should be. And it was already putting in a pretty big show, pal. Good thing you didn't sleep - might have woken me up."
Bucky wasn't angry. Maybe he would be later, maybe not. He was ashamed, and he was tired, but he was resigned in a lot of ways. Bucky had known Steve for so long he practically didn't remember not knowing him. Being apart had been unnatural, even if he'd tried to tell himself otherwise, and no matter how hard he lectured or how much he wished Steve could stand down - it wasn't going to happen. Especially not when it was something like that. Something personal, and about Bucky, there hadn't been a shot of Steve not getting in someone's face if he heard. Even if he'd wondered or believed for a second, the way Bucky had been afraid he might, he'd still have reacted to hearing it.
It'd been stupid to do, but Steve knew that. He'd always known that and Bucky always told him, and he'd always do it anyway when something was wrong and he couldn't stand it. It was just who Steve was, and Bucky's annoyed might kick in - it did most of the time with Steve. But he was still too raw with his own shit to try to swim upstream against the tide of Steve being Steve and pick a fight he didn't want to have.
"Peg won't believe it," he said instead. "She didn't believe when it was just about me, and I asked her not to say anything. She won't buy this, either. It'll blow over," Bucky said. He knocked his knee against Steve's again. "You put it all together now, or do you want the whole story?" Might as well tell him, if not. There wasn't any reason not to.