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“Shopping,” is the first word Bucky says that morning. Steve gives him a bewildered look.

“Natasha says she wants to take me shopping,” he clarifies. He still doesn’t talk much these days, but today seems like a good day. “Don’t make me go alone,” Bucky says, eyes big.

And, well, Steve can’t resist Bucky’s big blue eyes which is why he finds himself with Natasha and Sam, holding all of Natasha’s bags. He doesn’t actually know where Natasha and Sam are, but he can see Bucky staring at a pair of stretchy rhinestone shorts on a mannequin. 

Natasha appears out of nowhere at his side. “Has he found anything he likes yet? I wanna get him something that he picks for himself.”

Bucky wanders over to the polos and then to the leather jackets, running his fingers along the supple fabric. He lingers in front of them before he goes to see something else.

“I think he likes those jackets. He keeps going back to them,” Sam says from Steve’s other side. Natasha’s eyes light up.

“Oh no,” Steve says warily. She tugs Sam and Steve both over to Bucky.

“You want one of these?” Natasha asks Bucky. Bucky shrinks a little, still having difficulty wanting things.

“I think we should all get them,” she says brightly. “Wanna all be matching?”

Which is how it starts.

It ends with a picture on the official Avenger instagram of all four of them casually standing together. “Team America,” says the caption.