He glanced up at James, even as he managed to slide his feet into the new pair of shoes, wiggling his toes happily in them. “Good on you, writing,” he praised calmly, as if they were talking about nothing more than what tie Tony was wearing, how long Buck’s hair was getting. Tony had always found that, instead of making a big deal out of things that had to do with trauma, normalizing them worked much better.
Don’t celebrate it. Just acknowledge it.
As for the dreams–well, for that, Tony had no control over, unfortunately. Neither really did James. But now he was home, and he hoped that James could take some comfort in that. He had trouble sleeping, always had, but it meant that his friend could come find him–whether it was for a chat, contact, or just to sit in each other’s presence and allow that to comfort them both.
“Good! I was gonna be very upset with you if you’d watched Legally Blonde without me.” He flashed one of his award winning grins and then downed half the mug of coffee, the temperature moderated, thankfully, by Friday so that it didn’t quite burn him as he chugged it down. “C’mon, Top Gun, let’s eat.” His arm went back around James, his fingers pressing into his shoulder (Tony liked contact too) and led them back out.
James seemed to melt against others side, as he relaxed incredibly. Tony had that effect on him after all. While a lot of people seen his forwardness as rude, Bucky found it refreshing especially compared to how a lot of other people treated him. Cautious, and over friendly. Scared of him lashing out for no reason and trying their best to not seem like a target.
Tony treated him like a person, and that was an incredibly good feeling.
"Sure, Tony, we wouldn't wanna be late for our date would we?" He teased with a grin, loving the excitement that was going on here, as he followed him obediently.
Even though most of the time he kept looking at Tony (he was, after all breathtaking) he also couldn't help but keep a note of their surroundings. It was just one of the ticks of his to note down in his mind, every possible way of attack on them, best hiding spots, and any possible threats.
"...are we sure about sushi though? Pretty sure you love the greesy fast food way more?" Bucky didn't mind, even otherwise. He could live off on hard mattress, on potatoes and goat milk for months but at the same time - throw him at the charity party in suit and eating caviar and he'll look right at home. That's just one of many traits of his.
However, he also has seen a lot of evidence that Tony also loved way more simpler food in some cases.
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