Sam had suggested several things, some he doesn't think are possible at all (like staying apart for a while) and others just were plain awkward, (like explaining certain things that made Steve's face heat up just to think about, not to mention he's not sure entirely HOW.) He sighed and ran a hand through his damp hair, deciding to play it by the ear for now and keep Sam's suggestions in mind. Steve ignored the tiny voice in his head that asked him: wasn't this how he'd gotten into his current situation? The part of him that was uneasy was due to how Bucky so easily trusted him these days; he'd rather die than break that trust.

He exited the bathroom, half expecting Bucky to pounce the second he was out. Steve frowned when he found the kitchen empty and changed direction to head back to the bedroom still dressed casually in sweatpants though he'd put on a t-shirt as well, wondering if Bucky had just up and left entirely instead.

"Bucky?" He asked tentatively when he stepped back into the bedroom, sighing in relief when he spotted his friend lurking in the corner of the room, dressed in 'work' clothes. "Did you want to leave?" He'd previously wanted brunch in the communal kitchens but if Bucky wanted to leave, he'll also go as well, and make plans to make it up with his other friends later.