Used to raising early, Bucky had simply been sitting up toying around with the phone Steve had given him. Trying to figure it out without messing it up too much. Even with the quick how to from Steve hadn't taught him everything he was sure.
So when the smaller version of his best friend rolled in with something that smelled absolutely like heaven, he was able to look up. Shock clear on his face. Sure he'd been warned. But all the telling and retelling didn't prepare him. "If you aren't a sight for sore eyes." He offered with a smile. This was how he was used to seeing him. The little guy.
"Tell me you haven't been off looking for fights without me."