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“Breakfast is served,” Steve said setting a plate of bacon on the table.

Bucky silently added bacon to his already filled plate. He had been mostly silent all morning. Clint and Natasha were supposed to be back from a mission last night, but no one has heard from them.

The two of them ate silently. If you could call what they were doing eating. They were mostly just nibbling on bites of food and moving other pieces around their plates.

Before they were finished Steve’s phone rang. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that it was Natasha.

“Hello?” He said.

“Is Barnes with you?” She asked.

“Yeah,” Steve said looking up at Bucky. Bucky was staring at him with hopeful eyes.

“Put me on speaker,” she said.

Steve fumbled with his phone for a couple seconds from nerves.

“Okay, you’re on speaker,” he said.

“Hey, guys!” Clint’s voice called.

“Thank God,” Bucky breathed. He cleared his throat and raised his voice to say, “hey you.”

“Were you worried? Aww, babe, I’m sorry,” Clint said.

“You’re okay?” Bucky asked.

“He has a broken leg,” Natasha said.

“Those SHIELD assholes left without us!” Clint said.

“We were late getting to the extraction point,” Natasha explained.

“They’re assholes,” Clint said.

“You’re an asshole,” Natasha said.

“But you loooooooove me,” Clint said.

“Maybe you should lay off the painkillers, babe,” Bucky said.

“We have already discussed that,” Natasha said. “After he dropped his phone in the toilet.”

“C’mon, Nat. Lot’s of people drop their phones in toilets,” Clint said.

“I told you to wait to call James. That one minute wouldn’t matter. But no. You had to try to use your phone while taking a piss with a broken leg,” Natasha said.

“I’m in trouble,” Clint said. “Bucky, tell Nat to be nice to me. I’m injured.”

“Nat, be nice to Clint. He’s injured,” Bucky said with a monotone voice.

“Now I’m convinced,” Natasha said.

“So, how are you two getting back?” Steve asked.

“Tony,” Natasha replied. “We should be back in about an hour.”

“Okay, you go deal with Clint and we’ll see you both when you get home,” Steve said.

“Bye!” Clint shouted before the call was disconnected.