Bucky and you were on a mission together. You were undercover, playing husband and wife to get some really important information. Both of your jaws fell open when you discovered that shield booked you just one hotel room for that exact reason. As if it really mattered for the mission of you sleep in the same room or not… But, here you were. And while you had taken a shower, Bucky had left the hotel to get a few bottles of waters and snacks. You just stepped out of the bathroom, a small towel wrapped around your body. Your hair was damp and a few drops of water were running down your legs. You looked around the room to see if you were still alone - you were. So you quickly made your way over to the bed to get changed into your clothes again.

That’s when the door fell shut behind you, causing you to flinch. You spun around, grabbing your towel tighter. “Bucky! Towel! Knock!” You exclaimed, feeling an involuntary blush creep up your cheek. “No one cares, so no.” Bucky said gruffly as he walked in, taking off his jacket and dropping a bag of groceries on the floor. “I know sharing a room on a mission isn’t ideal but you could at least-“ you tried to explain, but Bucky cut you off. “I don’t care, sweetheart. Don’t flatter yourself.” He said. But when you turned away from him again, mumbling some curses under your breath, he couldn’t help but to let his eyes wander over your body.