| 𝘽𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙮 𝘽𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙨 𝙊𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙨 |

| Rest |

Warning(s): none, short but v sweet :)

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You let out a yawn as you began to walk towards your bedroom. After another long day, there was nothing you wanted more than to cuddle next to Bucky and fall asleep. As you approached your room, you passed by your home office space. Noticing the light still on in the room, you peeked in, reaching for the light switch. Before flicking the light off, you notice the love of your life, Bucky, sat at his desk, typing away.

You let out a sigh. "Bucky..."

Bucky spun his office chair slightly to face you. His eyes were tired, desperate to turn in for the night. "I know, doll, it's late. But I'm almost done with the report." Bucky offered a smile, although it looked very tired, there was sincerity behind it.

Being an Avenger, Bucky had a lot of work cut out for him, not only on the field but after the mission work was done as well. He was more than capable to handle the workload, but with days filled with trainings, reports, and missions that could sometimes take your boyfriend away for weeks on end— Bucky needed every ounce of rest he could get, despite his stubbornness against it. Not to mention, you always tried to cherish the small, intimate moments.

"Bucky, please. The report will be there in the morning. You need to get some sleep."

Bucky turned back towards his computer, "You can just head to bed, doll. I'll be there in a few."

Bucky would always promise to join you in bed soon after you'd retreat for the night. Very few times would that actually be the case. He'd often creep into your shared bedroom hours after you've fallen asleep. Bucky would then be out of the house again before you woke up. You missed holding him, kissing him tenderly before falling asleep. You didn't want to come across as needy, but you also didn't want him to overwork himself either.

"James."

Bucky let out a deep sigh before spinning his chair entirely, his body fully facing you. You rarely used Bucky's first name, only in serious moments to get his attention.

"Doll, I told you I'll be there in a bit."

You began walking towards him. "You said the same thing for the past couple of nights," you said sadly.

"Babydoll, come here," Bucky's voice was stern but still gentle. Bucky opened his arms inviting you into his embrace. You accepted, sitting on his lap. Your head immediately nuzzled into the crook of his neck. Bucky wrapped his arms around your shoulders, planting a kiss on your forehead. "It's so important that this gets done, [Y/N]," Bucky murmured against your skin.

You leaned back slightly to meet Bucky's gorgeous eyes. "I get that your work is important, Bucky, but you need to sleep." You move one of your hands to cup his cheek, gently running your thumb against his skin. Bucky hummed blissfully at your touch, his eyes fluttering closed.

"I do sleep, doll." Butter muttered tiredly, his eyes still closed.

You let out a breath, shaking your head slightly, "I mean a proper night's sleep, not just a couple of hours. You're going to burn yourself out."

Bucky slowly reopened his eyes and let out another sigh. He knew you were right, but he wasn't going to admit that until the morning. Bucky leaned against your hand that was still on his cheek and kissed your palm. Without another word, Bucky saved his work and closed his computer. "Let's get some sleep, doll."

Bucky placed his hands under each of your thighs before standing up, taking you with him. You wrapped your legs around his hips, wrapping your arms around his neck. As Bucky travelled to your bedroom, you littered his neck and the side of his face with soft kisses.

Bucky set you down on your bed before he began to change out of his clothes. He lazily threw off his t-shirt and jeans, shimming on a pair of gym shorts. You began to pull back the sheets, waiting expectantly for your boyfriend to join you. Bucky soon slipped into his side of the bed.

Facing each other, Bucky's arms quickly found their way around your body. You met his eyes, a charming smile lazily grew across his face. You tilted your head forward, capturing his lips against yours. The kiss was sloppy due to fatigue but sweet nonetheless.

Bucky sighed after breaking the kiss, "Thanks for convincing me to stop working, doll. I really don't deserve you." His voice was tired, yet sincere.

You let out a small laugh, "Well, someone needs to balance out your stubbornness. I do it because I care about you, Buck."

Bucky gave you a quick kiss. "I love you, [Y/N]." It wasn't long after that he began to snore softly, his arms still in a protective embrace around your body.  Left a kiss on his jaw before cuddling closer to him, falling into your own sweet dreams in the arms of your love.