You heard a thud from Bucky's room. You looked up from your book as you heard another thud.

"Jarvis, what is he doing?" You asked.

"He seems to be punching the wall." The AI replied.

You walked out of the kitchen and down the wall to his room. You knocked on the door. No answer.

"He seems to be having a violent fit." The AI's voice rang through the hall.

"Bucky!" You yelled, banging on the door.

He opened the door. He had dark circles under his eyes. His hair hung messily over his face and he heaved angrily. You looked over at the wall behind him to find multiple wholes in the wall. 

"What tea do you want?" You asked.

"Um... I don't know Earl Grey, not sugar, slice of lemon." He said.

You went into the kitchen to make the tea. He sluggishly followed you, his feet sliding against the floor. As the water heated up you pulled out a hair tie and asked him, "Bun or braid?"

"Bun." He sighed as he grabbed it and tied his hair up.

The kettle whistled and you poured the water into the two cups that were set. You watched Bucky awkwardly lean against the counter.

"What kind of dog would you get?" You asked.

"A mutt, from the shelter. If I saw one missing a leg I'd get it. We would have something in common." He said.

You nodded and asked, "Hug or no hug?"

He outstretched his arms and said, "Hug."

You walked up to him and wrapped your arms around his waist. You leaned your body weight on him, noticing how delicately he held you with his metal arm.

"Why do you always ask me questions when I have my "moments"?" He asked.

"To remind you that you can make your own decisions now. That you aren't someone's property." You replied but it was slightly muffled from your face being in his chest. 

"Thank you." He smiled.

"Any questions?" You said, him smiling wider at your catch phrase.

"Hug or Kiss?" He asked.

"Both." You said as you pecked him on the lips and leaned back into his hug.