Bucky steps back and picks the sweatpants up off the floor. He doesn't kiss Sam goodbye, despite a strong desire to do exactly that. "I'll lock up," he tells Sam, inclines his head towards Tony, and rolls his eyes when the latter is turned away from him.
He tosses Sam his keys before he gets too far down the stairs. As a confirmation that he has his own key, mostly.
For the first half hour they're gone, Bucky putters around. Finishes changing the sheets. Has a cigarette on the fire escape. Locks the door behind him. Then he whips out his phone, does a cursory Instagram search, and gets in his car.
He figures thirty minutes is long enough to give them some privacy. Now? He's going to do some gentle stalking.
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Date: 2022-12-25 04:21 am (UTC)He tosses Sam his keys before he gets too far down the stairs. As a confirmation that he has his own key, mostly.
For the first half hour they're gone, Bucky putters around. Finishes changing the sheets. Has a cigarette on the fire escape. Locks the door behind him. Then he whips out his phone, does a cursory Instagram search, and gets in his car.
He figures thirty minutes is long enough to give them some privacy. Now? He's going to do some gentle stalking.