Though you didn’t always see him, you knew that most often then not that Bucky was watching you.

With a sigh, you turn and ask pointedly, “What?”

“What?” Bucky replies, turning away in an effort to save face.

“You’re staring again,” You reply, deciding to once again drop the card of: “It’s because I’m a mutant, isn’t it?”

“…No,” Bucky lies, he would never admit to his teammate that their X-gene intrigued him. “I just…saw a bug.”