"Since when were you vegan?" Sam asked, looking around the quiet cafe.
"I'm not, but a plant based diet is very good for you" Bucky explained, taking a seat near the window. "So I was thinking of eating like this a few days of the week."
Sam nodded, sitting down across from him, and Steve sitting on his other side. "Okay then. If that is what the internet says" he smirked.
Bucky rolled his eyes and looked over the menu.
Steve was quiet, looking around at the decor. It was warm and inviting, but everyone at the counter was looking at them and whispering.
"Do you think they know we aren't one of them?" Sam asked, leaning in close towards Bucky and Steve.
"I think they can" Steve replied.
Bucky just shrugged. "It doesn't matter."
"But they all look like they're judging us" Sam said.
"It looks like they're trying to figure out if they have Falcon and Captain America eating vegan" Bucky smirked.
Sam ignored him. "So, what do you think Steve?"
Steve shrugged. "It's Bucky's choice."
"Hi there, are you guys ready to order?"
Bucky looked at Sam, knowing he wasn't ready. "Yeah, we are."
Sam shook his head.
"Great, what can I get for you?
"Do you have loose leaf teas?" Bucky asked.
Sam shook his head. "Cause that isn't pretentious at all" he muttered.
"Yeah, we have peppermint and chai."
"Great, I will have the peppermint tea, thanks" Bucky said. And I will also have the pancakes. Thank you."
"No worries."
"I can't believe they do french toast here, I'll have that" said Sam.
Steve looked confused by every single thing on the menu, so he ordered the 'vegan breakfast'. Just because it had things he actually in it that he recognized.
"Drinks?" the lady asked.
"Um... coffee, thanks."
She nodded and looked at Steve. "Same. Thank you."
She nodded. "No worries." She walked back over to the counter, her coworkers whispering to her and she whispered back.
"I wonder what they are talking about. Why do they all look so excited?" Steve asked.
"They probably think that we are attractive vegan men" Sam said.
Bucky snorted.
"What?"
"Imagine if they weren't even vegan."
Sam looked at Bucky. "That's a good point."
Bucky watched the waitress walk over with the little little teapot. He actually felt a little jittery with excitement.
"Calm down."
"I can't. I am so excited."
"About peppermint tea?"
"That and that waitress is so cute."
Steve nodded in agreement.
"You guys are so weird."
Steve frowned. "I don't understand?"
"You two... together?"
"Don't worry, we aren't cheating. Just looking at the menu without ordering" said Bucky.
Steve nodded.
The waitress set the teapot down, lifting the cup from the top of it.
Bucky put on his most charming smile. "Thank you."
"You're more than welcome" she flushed, before walking away.
Sam shook his head. "Unbelievable."
Steve chuckled at Sam's exasperation. "Well, it was like this back in the day too."
"What?"
"Well, Bucky 'dated' other people. Less suspicious."
"So, you're okay with being second?"
"He wasn't second" Bucky scolded. He poured tea into the small cup
Steve smiled. "No, I wasn't."
Sam shook his head. 'Unbelievable."
"We aren't as gay as you think" Bucky joked.
Steve rolled his eyes.
Sam raised a brow. "You two are gayer than I thought."
"Rude" Bucky smirked as the waitress returned with the coffee.
"There you go. Meals won't be too long."
"Thanks" Steve smiled.
"No worries" she smiled back.
Sam shook his head. "I'm gonna have to drag you two outta here."
"Not necessary" Bucky smiled, his fingers entwining with Steve's under the table.
The waitress walked back over with Bucky's pancakes and Steve's meal.
Steve nodded when he looked at the toast, with spinach, onion, mushrooms, a cooked tomato and a bunch of other cooked greens. "What is that?" Sam asked, pointing at a block of off yellow.
"Think its cheese" said Steve, poking it with the fork.
"It sure is" the waitress smiled. "Vegan cheese.
Sam shook his head, nose wrinkled. "Hmm..."
Bucky looked up from his food. "Sorry Sam, should I wait until you have your meal?"
"Just eat it."
"Thanks for your permission."
Sam rolled his eyes, looking at Steve, hoping that Steve would chide Bucky. Of course all Steve did was awkwardly shrug and throw Sam an apologetic look.
"Sorry about the wait".
"No worries" he smiled.
"You know, you look really familiar."
Steve and Bucky looked at Sam, brows raised.
"Yeah?"
She smiled. "Yeah."
"Well, there you go."
"This is more awkward than the time you asked me out when we were kids" Bucky said.
Steve rolled his eyes. "Shush."
"Well, enjoy your meals" she smiled, walking back to the counter, flushed beet red.
Sam looked at the... thing in front of him. That wasn't french toast. That was toast soaked in cinnamon. He looked at Bucky. "Don't ever bring me here again" he muttered.
"You could have ordered what Steve did."
"What? Salad and toast?"
Steve chuckled. "Well, it has a nice chutney too."
Sam wasn't sold on it at all. "Well, at least I am not allergic to cinnamon."
Bucky looked at him, frowning. "Um... doesn't french toast always have cinnamon?" he asked, cutting into his pancakes. "Why didn't you just order pancakes if you don't like salad and toast?"
"Can we stop calling it salad and toast?" Steve asked.
"Sorry, if you don't like vegan breakfasts" Bucky corrected.
"Why did I even come here is the question I should be asking" Sam stated.
Bucky shook his head. "Killjoy."
Steve nodded in agreement. "You picked breakfast last time Sam. It was your idea to take in turns."
Bucky set his knife and fork down. "I put a lot of research into this. Looks up a few reviews. I think its Help-"
"Yelp" Sam corrected.
"Same thing."
"You're insufferable."
Bucky shrugged. "So, I had a few things to base this choice on." He sipped his tea, feeling pretty fancy. "I'm really full though."
"Dibs!" Steve yelled out too loud.
Sam just stared at him. "You didn't."
"I thought you were gonna swap your cinnamon bread for the pancakes."
"I would have, but you scared me with that hollering."
Bucky grinned before finishing the last of the tea.
Sam folded his arms across his chest."Can we just not let Bucky pick breakfast spots from now on?"
Bucky pouted. "I chose well."
"He is right, these pancakes are incredible."
Sam groaned.
"Here, have the rest" Steve said, pushing the plate in front of Sam.
"Thanks."
Bucky passed him the small jug of syrup. "Peace offering?"
"Sure."
"So, I was thinking if we go for dinner sometime-"
"Bucky, just stop-"
Bucky continued, unfazed by Sam's interruption. "There is this great steakhouse down the road from here."
Sam grinned at him. "Now you're talking."
Bucky smiled, looking too smug for Sam's liking.
