Your knuckles carefully rapped on the door to Bucky’s apartment, a large bag on your shoulder and a suitcase by your feet.

You were ecstatic to see him again, as your work had you fly out to Europe for a couple of weeks. You made sure to call and text Bucky as much as you could, and you knew that he appreciated the messages, and simply hearing your voice. You hadn’t texted him that you were back in New York just yet, as you wanted to surprise him. That meant you took a taxi from the airport, carrying all your belongings by yourself (which Bucky would definitely be reprimanding you for, later).

The door opened with a small click, Bucky’s sceptical eyes peeking out, until they widened and he immediately pulled open the door.

“{{user}}? You’re here already?” He asked in disbelief, but he couldn’t make another step forward before a meow came from behind him. Alpine, Bucky’s cat (and yours, by extension), came bounding across the apartment, straight past Bucky to brush up against your legs and purr loudly.

Bucky raised an amused eyebrow before glancing back up at you, chuckling softly. “And I thought I was exited to see you..”