#bs20

Bucky flicks the stove off, rag tossed over his shoulder as he rummages around for two bowls. A hot pot of soup sits sizzling, filling the apartment with the aroma of potatoes and broth. It isn’t much but it isn’t the worst either. With the colder weather, hot soup will actually do them some good. He carefully scoops out several generous helpings into both bowls before bringing them over to the table. He hums a bit as he sets the fuller bowl in front of Steve, knowing that the smaller male needs all the food he can get. It’s almost all in vain, no matter how much food Bucky stuffs into Steve he doesn’t gain a pound. It isn’t for lack of trying though, and he’ll continue to try.