Sleeping buddies

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Really short. Only 740 words :)

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This is in celebration of Bucky's birthday :)

    Your still sleepy body made its way to the kitchen. It was only 4 a.m. but you desperately needed coffee in your system before you went into hibernation for months.

     You walked through the living room to get to the kitchen only to be met by Bucky sitting on the white couch, facing away from you. You went over to him to check if he was okay.

     "Hey Buck, why are you up?" You said as you were making your way towards him. Once you made it close enough to see his face you saw his bloodshot eyes that were heavy with sleep. "Bucky, what's wrong?" You asked more concerned as you went to sit down next to him.

    He was slouching and his head hung low, he straightened up as soon as he noticed you walking towards him. "Nothing," he mumbled.

    "Nightmare?" You asked but it came out more like a statement. He nodded lazily as he leaned to put his head on your shoulder.

    "It won't stop," he whispered, his voice breaking. You sighed.

    "Put your head on my lap," you told him and he obeyed. He slightly lifted his head and placed it on your lap. "When's the last time you slept?"

    "Couple of days ago?" He answered you unsure. The left side of his face was laying on your thighs.

    "Bucky," you looked at him sympathetically, playing with his hair. Not even a few minutes later you heard him lightly snoring. You smiled to yourself and you yourself closed your eyes.

    You don't know how you got there, but you woke up with both of you laying on the couch, Bucky's head on your lower stomach and his hands wrapped around your waist, still asleep. You looked up at the large clock that hung up on the wall and smiled. Five past twelve. He managed to get 8 hours of sleep without a single nightmare.

     You closed your eyes again until you heard someone walking into the room. You were too tired and almost back asleep to look up at who it was. You'd soon figure out it was Sam and Steve going for their "morning" run. They probably overslept again.

     You heard the two men make their way over to where you and Bucky were. They stood over the two sleeping bodies in the couch. It took every muscle in your body not to open your eyes or smile.

    "Sam, if you wake her up I'll kill you," a voice from below you said. Bucky must have woken up when they came in.

    "How did you know it was me?!" Sam whispered-shouted at Bucky. Bucky just chuckled, butterflies erupted in your stomach.

    "Alright Sam, let's go," Steve said nudging Sam with his elbow. You couldn't see his face but you could hear his smirk from a mile away. He knew about Bucky's insomnia, so seeing him finally sleep peacefully made him happy. Sam huffed as they walked away and whispered "He finally scored," to Steve but it was loud enough for both you and Bucky to hear.

    "Shut the fuck up," Bucky said which made Steve chuckle. The two men left the room without another word and a massive smile appeared on your face. "How long have you been awake?" Bucky asked you.

    The question caught you off guard, you didn't realise he knew you were awake. "Since before they came in," you told him reaching down to play with his hair again.

    "Mhmmmm," he replied, you weren't sure if it was a response to your reply or because of you playing with his hair. You chuckled at him.

    "We should get up, the others will be down here anytime," you said, lifting yourself up with your elbows. He made no attempt to move and just lay on your stomach. "Come on," you nudged his shoulder with your hand and he finally lifted his head off your torso and stood up.

    He grabbed your hand before you could go anywhere and dragged you up and back in the direction of the bedrooms. "Where are we going?" You yawned at him. Rubbing your eyes with your free hand.

    "It's Saturday, so back asleep," he responded lazily. "And since your the only person who I can fall asleep with, your coming with me,"

    You chuckled at him. "Okay, Sarge," you said as he turned around and smirked at you.

    This man would be the death of you.

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