@ONCECAPTAINS steve… it’s still [warm] outside — [ a breathy sigh of amusement leaves bucky’s lips, his head shaking in fond amusement for the man before him. he props him arm up against the back of the couch, the metal creaking quietly as he situated it into a position of his liking. he stared at the two steaming mugs of hot chocolate in front of him and he knew already he’d be drinking the sweet drink even if — oddly enough — the new york weather didn’t exactly call for it yet. ] at least it’s not egg nog you’re bringing me. then i just would’ve called you impatient.