Missing Piece

Part Three

You kept reading his last message over and over again and you were torn between wanting to believe that he really did need you to be able to sleep and knowing he probably couldn't fall asleep because you woke up late.

Bucky was a big man. He was tall and he was muscular, on top of being really hot all the time. It was easy to notice him not being around. He was much heavier than you and when he held you or slept on you, it grounded you. You had heard about how the weighted blankets helped most people to fall asleep and if sleeping with a weighted blanket was even a quarter of how you felt sleeping with Bucky around your body, you totally understood the appeal.

It was harder to notice when you weren't there. You were smaller than him, skinnier than him and you were cold all. the. time. There was nothing comforting about you. As much as you would love for him to need you, just as much as you needed him, he could hold a pillow and he probably wouldn't see a difference.

You picked up your phone and started typing.

It's barely been 12 hours Bucky, you probably can't sleep because we woke up late and not because you miss me.

You sighed and quickly sent another text.

Just close your eyes and relax, it'll come to you.

The moment your messages had been sent, it said that they had been read. Either he fell asleep with his screen still open on their conversation or he had been waiting for your answer.

You waited a few minutes, Bucky never answered. It was now clear that he fell asleep and forgot to turn off his phone. Your heart clenched a little bit. Of course, you knew he didn't miss you but a girl could dream, right?

You let go of your phone and brought your attention back to your laptop screen to finish the movie you had just barely started.

Once that movie was over, you decided to browse through Netflix and settle on starting a new series, you were wide awake and trying to sleep was too frustrating, you decided to give up.

It was 2:30 AM when your phone lit up again. You frowned. Who the hell could still be awake at this time?

Nope. Still wide awake.

You groaned. ''Come on.'' You muttered under your breath. It was more for yourself than for Bucky, you were annoyed with your brain for getting hopeful at everything he said.

Because that's exactly what that message did to you. It made you hopeful that maybe he felt the same way you did.

Your phone lit up again and this time, the message caused heat to rush to your neck and cheeks.

See? I really do miss you. I need you.

Your resolve was quickly fading and you didn't know what to do anymore. You got out of bed and started pacing.

''Screw it.''

You shut the lid of your laptop and walked out of your room. You closed the door behind you and started walking as you hoped not to run into anyone dressed like you were currently.

Most girls liked to sleep in cute pjs, matching sets that made them look like freaking gorgeous creatures no matter what time it was but you weren't one of them. You liked to be comfy and rarely took the time to look at yourself not really caring because, who's gonna see you in them anyway? You had one set that looked very cute that you wore whenever it was movie night but you never slept in it.

Walking down the hallway, you realized you probably should have put that set on, instead of the tank top, sweats and socks you were currently wearing.