Here drink this. you'll feel better
“Achoo!” Bruce groans pathetically wrapping himself up in the fleece blanket he has on the couch. His nose is red and his eyes are so bleary he can barely see out of them.
“Hello?” He hears Bucky call and Bruce lifts an arm to motions to him.
“What happened to you?” Bucky asks.
“I have a cold. God it sucks,” Bruce groans.
“Do you have any ginger?” Bucky asks and Bruce points to the cabinets and Bucky starts moving around the kitchen and Bruce can't hold his head up any longer and drops back onto the couch.
“Where is everyone?” Bucky asks.
“I kicked them out. I can't risk them passing this on to Maria. I don't think any of us have it in us to see that little ball of sunshine sick,” Bruce says and groans and curls up.
Bucky continues working through the kitchen and Bruce hears chopping and the clinking of cups and then Bucky walking around the couch wish a steaming mug and putting it on the coffee table.
“Here drink this. You'll feel better,” Bucky says helping Bruce sit up so he can drink.
“This is good. What is it?”
“‘Ole Mama Barnes super secret cold remedy,” Bucky says.
“Thanks Bucky,” Bruce says finishing the tea and falling asleep.