Bucky rolled his eyes as he worked his flesh arm with some heavy weights. He hadn’t gotten the same form of the serum as Steph had and needed to work out to keep his form. While he did have impressive strength, his body could still get worn down and he was still recovering from being frozen, starved, neglected and outright abused. His body was filled out quite nicely now and he was starting to pack the muscle back on. “at least I have a drivers license you punk.” Bucky pointed out. “and just because my metal arm got stuck in the nozzle doesn’t mean I can’t pump my own gas.” he protested. “besides, you know I’m not safe in the public yet.” he was perfectly safe, he was just so terrified of hurting someone he locked up and had a panic attack. As it was, it was a miracle he hadn’t been locked in his room hiding after he and Tony had been flash mobbed the night before. “besides, we do enough pumping on our own, thanks.” Bucky scoffed. “maybe I’ll go on a real date with Clint when you tell Johnny you love him.” Bucky scoffed, shaking his head as he stood up and stretched out before moving over to the ring. “now stop being lazy and get your ass over here.”