Marvel One Shots

Early Morning Kiss (Stucky)

Early morning kiss: a kiss that's a wake-up call, it's barely even lips touching, more like they're kissing their chin because they're so tired in the early morning haze.

1943
Bucky was not a morning person and Steve was even less. They had to set their alarm considering that, on average, it took them about an hour to actually get out of bed.
Like every other morning, the alarm set off precisely at 6 am. Way too early if you asked either one of them. But it was necessary if they wanted to get to their jobs by 9.  
Bucky hit the clock with whichever arm was closer to the bedside table and loudly growled, kicking Steve's calf from under the blanket. Steve turned to the other side, burying his face in the big soft pillow.
"Steeeve" Bucky moaned, poking the smaller man on his shoulder with his fingers.
Steve growled in response, rolling over to Bucky, snuggling against his chest, putting his face into his neck, letting Bucky tangle their legs together.
As Bucky put his hand in Steve's hair, stroking them gently, he heard little snorting noises coming from the blond man. Bucky smiled, kissing the top of Steve's head and closing his eyes as well.
Bucky woke up again about a half-hour later, jolting on the bed. He shook Steve's shoulder.
"Steve, baby, wake up"
Steve moaned, buried in Bucky's soft pecs. Bucky laughed at the cute, sleepy sound that came out of Steve's mouth.
Bucky caressed Steve's neck.
"C'mon sugar, we're gonna be late"
Steve mumbled a soft 'I don't care' and shifted on the bed. He slowly opened his eyes. The light was bothering him and everything was blurry. He brushed his eyes with his fist, pouting, and Bucky giggled, admiring the cute scene.
Steve tilted up his head with his eyes shut close and blindly started looking for Bucky's mouth, helping himself with his small hand. He stretched to reach Bucky's face to deliver his good morning kiss. Bucky tilted his head now, enough for Steve to reach but not enough to find Bucky's mouth. But he was too lazy to open his eyes and properly kiss his boyfriend good morning. The further he could reach was Bucky's chin, but that would have to do for now.
Bucky chuckled, feeling Steve's wet lips on his chin. He slid from under Steve's body, picking him up bridal style and walking to the shower, throwing their clothes on the floor and opening the cold water over Steve. He pushed him to the wall, looking down at his still sleepy face.
"You awake yet?"
Steve nodded, brushing the water from his face.
"Then give me a proper kiss, doll"
Steve stood on his tiptoes, bringing Bucky closer to him with a hand behind his neck and placed a soft kiss on his lips.

2016
There were not many things Bucky remembered of his past, but he knew for a fact that he didn't like waking up early.
It was the first time he and Steve slept on the same bed since the war. It felt strange, and good. Bucky finally managed to sleep through the night, feeling Steve's warmth next to him.
The alarm set off on Bucky's nightstand.Bucky held his arm out to stop the annoying sound. His muscle memory told him to hit it on the top. He did, smashing the clock. At least the annoying sound stopped.
Steve growled turning to the other side and Bucky shifted on the bed, spooning him from behind.
Steve put his hand over Bucky's, intertwining their fingers and smiling softly.
"Good morning" he whispered.
Bucky moaned in Steve's neck.
"You're so big now, sugar"
Steve lightly giggled, holding Bucky's arm closer to him.
Bucky kissed Steve's neck before Steve turned in his arms, snuggling against Bucky's chest. He stretched out his neck to kiss his boyfriend and Bucky chuckled when Steve placed a lazy, sleepy kiss on his jaw.
"80 years later and you still can't find my lips first thing in the morning"