[Bucky laughs 'til he gets a dose of his own medicine of the pinch, then he almost shoves Lupin off the bed himself.]

Excuse me? I did not "trot around." It's not my fault if they noticed this all on their own. Besides, you don't seem to mind having an eyeful.

[He creates a clever diversion (right...) from those searching gray eyes and kisses Lupin again, deep and with his hand around his chin, his few days' stubble scratching at the thief's skin.

He wants to ask -- have you ever had someone you're searching for within yourself too? -- but then he decides against it, sighing against Lupin. The thought of getting close to someone again, he'd lose it -- lose him -- like he's lost everything else.]