Bucky let out a soft laugh and shook his head at Steve's impression of Thor. He'd never really met the other man. Not in person, anyway. They had exchanged a few words over the network back when Thor was hanging around Storybrooke but it had never gone past that. Bucky was a little more wary of the Avengers back then and, in spite of the warm greeting he received from the man, he'd done his best to stay away from him. He sort of wished he hadn't now. Who knew when he'd have another opportunity to meet Thor. Either way, Steve's failed impression was funny enough. "Speak for yourself. I think Steve or Sam is a perfectly good name for her. Would've been just as fun though... I guess she'd get me into a lot of trouble if I named her after you." He teased, reaching out to playfully shove the blonde. This felt good.
Accepting the box, Bucky's smile became a little softer. "You actually brought me pie. You remember that warning, Steve? Things are going to get kinda awkward here real quick if you keep bringing me things." It was small and it was stupid when compared to all the other ways Steve could've shown his affection but it meant more because it was small and stupid. Bucky made the smart decision not to kiss him right then and there. They needed to spend time together, feel each other out again, before he started making things weird. "Unless the grand scheme was to get half a piece of pie for yourself. Then I'm completely on to you, punk, and this isn't the small, dumb, but cute show of affection I thought."
He nodded towards the hallway, still carrying the pie and smiling. He really had managed to heal quite a bit since the last time they saw each other. Without someone constantly scrambling his brain and erasing what he knew, memories were coming back. Those memories actually stuck with him too. He'd developed a personality again. Bucky couldn't be sure he was exactly like he used to be but, so far, people seemed to like him. He still had his bad moments but those weren't as common as they once were.
Leading Steve back to his room he set the pie down on a nearby desk. "So this is my room. I used to share a room with Grant when we had the apartment. We had bunkbeds. He shares a room with Melinda now, I think. I'm not too sure on who else sleeps where. Sometimes I don't think I want to know." He shrugged before moving to the collection of pillows and cushions he'd set up on the floor for them. "Make yourself comfortable while we argue over this. I'm going to go out on a limb here and say neither of us want to watch anything by Marvel or about World War II."
He felt like they'd be better off watching Marvel movies with Sam. Steve's newest friend was actually a welcomed addition to the circle. Bucky trusted him almost as much as he trusted the blonde sitting beside him. There was less emotional baggage between the two of them and he'd done a lot to make sure Bucky was comfortable or had someone else to talk to. While he couldn't be sure, Bucky assumed it was the same for Steve. It was likely the two of them would be in bad shape if they attempted to watch any of the other movies associated with them. It was probably best to wait after the last movie and to bring Sam in to diffuse the situation.
"So... horror, action, comedy, romance? What do you think we're in the mood for? I kind of want to say no to romance."