Bucky/Steve - Christmas morning
"Your real sketchbooks you'd been working with already?" Bucky perked up a bit at that. He knew how much Steve loved his art and to think he got to keep his own and his own supplies, well Arva definitely came through. He smiled over at Steve, and this one almost reached his eyes. "That's fantastic. A lot better than my crappy ball point pen and lined paper."
He gestured to his sketchbooks. "What had you been working on? Did you change your style with the times?"