Comfortember: Comfort Item

Sam sighs deeply at the sight of your triumphant grin. "I said you could bring one thing to the stakeout! One thing! Like a comfort item or a blanket or literally anything else!"

"I did bring a comfort item," you state, a mischievous grin on your face as you gesture to Bucky. "He's my comfort item."

"I hate you guys," Sam mutters, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"So he can stay?"

"Just get in the car!"