The only reason that David doesn't smell the food right off the bat is because he's so used to the sterile smell of the hospital room. He understands that they want a clean, hygienic environment for their patients, but sometimes it smells so clean that it feels like his nose is clogged up with it.
The pure grease smell that emanates from that bag, on the other hand... David's mouth immediately starts to water. It's not always easy for him to get food down, and sometimes he only eats half of whatever Bucky brings him, but he feels strong enough today that he might be able to scarf it all down. The nurses don't approve of him going off of the meal regimen they have set out for him, but the fact is that he's dead either way. If he can enjoy a good burger here and there, he may as well.
When Bucky admits what happened to half of the fries, David laughs -- though that almost instantly turns into a cough. And then another. He hunches over slightly, but his hand shoots out to grab for the drink Bucky brought him. Even though it's soda and not water, it still helps. "It's fine," he eventually says, and then leans back so Bucky can set the tray on his lap. "Thanks as always, but..." Maybe he shouldn't say anything, but how can he not? "I hope you bought this with something other than Monopoly money."
It's not like he can keep Bucky's secrets for him, not when James will no doubt come by to visit him later in the day. He feels bad ratting him out, but Bucky shouldn't make his life harder by engaging in petty theft just for the heck of it.
no subject
The pure grease smell that emanates from that bag, on the other hand... David's mouth immediately starts to water. It's not always easy for him to get food down, and sometimes he only eats half of whatever Bucky brings him, but he feels strong enough today that he might be able to scarf it all down. The nurses don't approve of him going off of the meal regimen they have set out for him, but the fact is that he's dead either way. If he can enjoy a good burger here and there, he may as well.
When Bucky admits what happened to half of the fries, David laughs -- though that almost instantly turns into a cough. And then another. He hunches over slightly, but his hand shoots out to grab for the drink Bucky brought him. Even though it's soda and not water, it still helps. "It's fine," he eventually says, and then leans back so Bucky can set the tray on his lap. "Thanks as always, but..." Maybe he shouldn't say anything, but how can he not? "I hope you bought this with something other than Monopoly money."
It's not like he can keep Bucky's secrets for him, not when James will no doubt come by to visit him later in the day. He feels bad ratting him out, but Bucky shouldn't make his life harder by engaging in petty theft just for the heck of it.