Bob abandons his phone on the bed in his room to pad his way down the hallway and toward the kitchen to meet Bucky. His footsteps are soft and cautious at this hour; he knows none of them have normal sleep schedules but he still tries to be mindful of the others, who may or may not be trying to sleep behind their closed doors.
“Hi…” his voice is soft, in hopes of not startling him; he’s dodged a handful of improvised weapons from more than one of his cohabitants already.
Bucky doesn't really have a sleep schedule. He naps here and there but regular sleep? Forget it. It's not a thing anymore. Hasn't been for a long time. He's used to it. His body doesn't require the kind of sleep that most people's do. He hears Bob coming, atop of knowing he's on his way, so he doesn't startle.
He generally doesn't these days. It would take a lot for anyone to get the drop on him, though. "Hey," he greets. "How do you take your coffee? I just made a pot."
Bob is going to be surprised when Bucky decides to try that bougie creamer. He's always had a terrible sweet tooth. The idea of drinking black coffee makes him shudder. He'd vowed never again, after HYDRA, when they allowed him such a luxury as black coffee, which was fucking rare.
"Sounds good." He pours two cups of coffee, leaving enough room in both cups for the creamer. "Think she'll mind us stealing it?"
"Just tell her it was me," he grins. He knows Yelena practically lets him get away with anything, even things she won't tolerate from other people sometimes.
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Date: 2025-05-11 03:42 am (UTC)Sure.
Meet you in the kitchen?
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Date: 2025-05-11 04:24 pm (UTC)See you in a minute.
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Date: 2025-05-11 05:06 pm (UTC)“Hi…” his voice is soft, in hopes of not startling him; he’s dodged a handful of improvised weapons from more than one of his cohabitants already.
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Date: 2025-05-11 11:46 pm (UTC)He generally doesn't these days. It would take a lot for anyone to get the drop on him, though. "Hey," he greets. "How do you take your coffee? I just made a pot."
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Date: 2025-05-13 01:56 pm (UTC)He holds it up in presentation- he's pretty sure Bucky is a "one coffee, black" kinda coffee guy, so he thinks his reaction might be amusing.
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Date: 2025-05-13 06:51 pm (UTC)"Sounds good." He pours two cups of coffee, leaving enough room in both cups for the creamer. "Think she'll mind us stealing it?"
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Date: 2025-08-15 10:35 am (UTC)