Come here, let me fix it
Bucky stands awkwardly in the lab. Waiting for Tony to come down for their stress tests.
“Hey there Robocop, what's that in your hand?” Tony asks walking up to him.
“My dog tags. Someone finally tracked them down but apparently HYDRA decided to snap one of them in half,” Bucky says holding them.
“Come here. Let me fix it,” Tony says and leads him over to a work table and pulls out several things that Bucky thinks are used in welding.
“Thank you. You don't have to do that. I could have found someone to do it for cheap,” Bucky says.
“Let me do this for you. Howard spent his entire life looking for the great Captain America. I want to spend mine helping the people that weren't looked for,” Tony says and after a little bit of work the tag is once again in one piece with a small line through the middle which Tony quickly smoothes over.
“Thank you Tony,” Bucky says and Tony smiles at him as he puts the chain around Bucky's neck.
“Well howdy there soldier,” Tony says with a smirk.
“Hey there yourself,” Bucky says and licks his lips and looks away.