I have a really bad habit of shopping online. I get everything delivered to the tower, including birthday presents. When Bucky's presents didn't arrive in time, in their place coming a t-shirt, I panicked slightly.
I walked into the kitchen, my surprise t-shirt thrown over my sports bra and shorts. Bucky was sat at the breakfast bar, his spoon digging into his cereal.
"Morning Buck." I smiled, making him look up at me. He choked on his cereal, pointing to my t-shirt.
"You've got my t-shirt!" he exclaimed, watch glinting in the light. I pointed to it, my mouth falling open.
"You got your watch! Oh shit you got your watch!" I covered my mouth, watching as Bucky looked down at his wrist. "That was supposed to be a birthday present." I ran my hand through my hair, hearing Bucky's footsteps fill the room. He wrapped an arm around my shoulder in a hug.
"I love it." He whispered, wrapping his other arm around me.
