Ehh, you couldn't take advantage of me. Brain's fixed now. [ He semi-slurs, leaning into the touch as he taps his temple. ] Besides, I'm stronger than you even when I'm shitfaced.

[ Which likely isn't the point, but his alcohol-soaked mind isn't really connecting dots logically.

Then he huffs, looking down as if suddenly shy. Bucky blushes a little, biting his bottom lip like a teenager might do with their crush. ]

Yeah.