Steve & Bucky
Bucky sighed, he was being mean to Steve and this wasn't really Steve's fault. He hated fighting with Steve, always he'd hated it as far as his memories said. Steve used to be so prickly and he could see some of that in him now.
"I know, sorry, I know you wouldn't. I'm all messed about this at the moment." He rubbed his face with his metal hand a moment. He nodded after he let it drop to his lap. "It felt really good. I was so relaxed... I don't think I thought that was possible really anymore." Steve knew how Bucky was so tense most of the time, even here in the 'safety' of their shelter area he still found himself on alert more often than not. Hyper-vigilance he'd read it being called on the internet. Ugh.