The compound was usually lively. But not tonight. It was dead quiet, no one to be seen looming around the living room, not even the kitchen. You sighed, expecting to see your other teammates (friends, to specify) around.

But then again, you were glad it was quiet. You just came back after 3 months from your mission, and you really didn't feel like mingling around. Straight to bed was the only way to go after these long missions.

That was until you heard someone calling your name, gaining your attention. "You're home." The person said. Of course you recognized the voice. You'd recognize his voice even if he was not in the same room as you. "Bucky!" You turned around to see him.

When did he get so fucking beefy?

You stood there, not being able to tear your gaze away from his body. He got bigger when you were away, and you were praying to whoever up there that he didn't notice that you were practically checking him out.

"What? No hug for me? Rude." Bucky chuckled, hugging you first. You couldn't help but to note the differences from the last time you hugged him. "Missed you too, by the way." He continued, still hugging you tightly.

Bucky got beefier, and you didn't know how to act. You were a flustered mess, he didn't even know the effect he had on you.