The position they were both in on the bed puts Bucky's nose right within kissing distance, so Steve gives in to the temptation, leaning up just a bit to quickly peck there with his lips. He loved seeing Bucky like this, all loose and relaxed and he was gladder than ever that his proposal of a vacation was taken so well. He couldn't quite remember ever having taken one either; before the war, he'd have considered holidays were for rich people who could afford to take days off of a job without suffering the financial consequences for it. And then there was the war, and no one even thought seriously of one while on the front lines.

"Well, most likely. But I think that's also the point of a vacation. To not follow your everyday schedule and do something different. Or not as you choose." Steve always slept better when Bucky was near, safe and sleeping well. A part Steve was kind of itching to go out on a run as he usually did, though right now he felt more like getting mundane things such as eating and showering out of the way to start their much anticipated roadtrip.

He pressed a quick kiss to Bucky's cheek and answered rather apologetically. "Another time. If we want to leave today I should make those calls now." He should also at least give one of the Avengers a heads up that they were leaving Vegas. Steve watched as Bucky disappeared off into the bathroom and reached for the phone on the bedside table to start his calls, only to finish the last one just as Bucky re-entered the room again and Steve trailed his eyes appreciatively down Bucky's mostly naked body. "Yes. Breakfast will be sent up in about twenty minutes." He stretched and took the few steps to the attached bathroom to start his morning cleanup routine.