[When it was clear that Steve was getting a move on, Bucky shifted to his wolf form first, shaking out his dark coat and stretching his limbs. He made a good show of his like all this waiting for Steve was cramping up his muscles and he had to continually stretch them out in order to even consider staying awake in the first place. It was all to tease, as he knew that changing might still be difficult.

Steve was very new at it, but his friend managed it without a single hiccup. He was very proud and more than a little pleased. His best friend was definitely a natural.

He followed, kicking the door gently closed with a hind paw and paused before he climbed on the bed. This would be a test on if it could hold both of their weights. He had to briefly wonder what would happen if the bed not only collapsed but went straight through the floor. Their neighbours would faint dead away. Still, the bed was the most comfortable spot, which meant that it was worth the risk to him.

Slowly and carefully, he climbed up after Steve, listening to the ominous creaking of the bed frame. It held for the moment, but he wasn't so certain it was such a sure thing. They couldn't exactly afford a new one. For now, he lay his chin across Steve's back and hummed, closing his eyes.]

This is probably not the most dangerous thing either of us is going to or has done before. So, I think we should take the risk and think of an excuse why there are wolves in the upstairs apartment in case we go through the floor.