You're makin' me blush with talk like that. Gettin' all bossy, just the way I like.

[Which is true, except that's not a blush, it's a fever. Bucky still gives him his best bedroom eyes as he leans forward to shrug off his jacket, followed by pulling his shirt off over his head.

But the he flops back against the couch cushions. What sort of boyfriend is he, burdening Steve this way?]

Nah, it just got this bad during the last hour or so. Stevie, Steve, no.

[Bucky turns his head and holds his hand out.]

You know how your system is. [He doesn't dare use things like 'weaker' or 'delicate'.] You don't need to be getting this close to me.