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Steve didn't know who had given Bucky those videos.
If he had anyone to blame, he'd blame Shuri.
The princess seemed too amused to be innocent, and Steve would find a way to get revenge on her, somehow, in this life or in the next one.
He just had to be patient and find the best way to get revenge.
“Ah, the food pyramid.” Bucky nodded, watching the first video. “Sure, Stevie, I remember when you boiled everything during the war and then ate the same old thing.”
“There wasn't even a food pyramid!” Steve exclaimed.
“And now? What do you do?” Bucky scolded him. “Eat your vegetables, Stevie, or I'll send Captain America after you!”
“Shut up!” Steve pushed him as the second video played.
Steve wondered why he'd done that, before remembering that, to make those videos, he'd applied for tax exemption. He'd been humiliated, but at least he didn't have to give a cent to that economy.
And to think Steve had died over that nonsense.
"Not setting off illegal fireworks?" Bucky snorted. "And what did we blow up on your birthday?"
"Billboards, mostly." Steve snorted. "We didn't have the money to buy fireworks, Buck!"
"Oh, blowing up billboards is fine, huh?" Bucky shook his head. "Safety first, my ass."
By the time the next video started, Steve was ready to declare himself dead.
"Is math a weapon?" Bucky nodded. "And, yeah, sure, you loved reading. As long as you did. Then if I started reading, I would have a hyperactive gremlin around."
"I wanted to spend time with you!" Steve pointed at Bucky. "Stop being mean!"
“And I wanted to get good grades in school, but no, the sick punk had to hang out with me!” Bucky slurred his tongue. “Unbelievable.”
Then, the last video started.
“Yeah, you only went through puberty once.” Bucky nodded. “Because I wouldn’t call what you went through naturally puberty.”
“I was sick, you piece of shit.” Steve threw a pillow at him, hitting him in the face.
“Hey!” Bucky yelled at him. “Safety first! You could have hurt me!”
“Shut up, idiot!” Steve replied, throwing another pillow.
“Hey!” Bucky shook his head. “I’ll send Captain America after you.”
“I’m Captain America!” Steve yelled.
“With that attitude, I’d say no.” Bucky shook his head. “Punk.”
“Jerk.” Steve replied, narrowing his eyes.
Instead of hugging him like Bucky always did, Bucky leaned in and kissed his lips.
“My punk.”
Steve kissed him back, before saying, “You’re still a jerk.”
“Hey!” Bucky protested.
Laughing, Steve leaned in to kiss him again.