He grins against Steve's mouth, "Me too." Maybe they both deserved at least that much. Privacy is a lot like a secret, the only difference is it's made under good conditions. Secrets are borne of fear or shame, privacy is a choice. Sometimes, having the choice is still an overwhelming concept for him. Less these days than it was at first, but still just a little jarring every now and then.

Bucky kisses him a few times in quick succession, pulling one arm tight around his waist. He pulls back to look at him, smiling a knowing little smile. "What are you thinkin' about?"