Chapter 18: Rest and Relax
*3rd Person's POV*
(Thursday)
After the 4 Avengers left the cell, Bucky immediately clung onto Steve and started whining softly. "Steveeeee," The said soldier couldn't help but coo at his submissive's behaviour and picked Bucky up bridal style and left for their room. Once inside, Steve placed Bucky on the bed and entered the bathroom. He turned on the shower and tested the water with his hand to make sure it was warm, but not too hot.
"Stevie, I'm tired can we go to bed?" Steve could hear Bucky whine outside as he walked out of the bathroom.
"Sure, Buck, let me get you some clean clothes, and we can shower and then go to sleep, okay?"
"Mhm," Bucky replied tiredly, as he rubbed his eyes and yawned. The gas was in full effect now, causing Bucky to feel extremely tired and needy for Steve. The blonde captain picked out one of his own dark blue sweaters and some baggy grey sweatpants for Bucky, while he chose a white hoodie and dark red sweatpants for himself. Carefully, he carried the clothes and Bucky to the bathroom and asked Bucky to hop in first as he placed the clean clothes on the shelf below the sink. Soon after, he stripped of his suit and hopped in with Bucky, who had also taken off his battle suit. Their tense bodies relaxed under the warm water and Steve shampooed Bucky's hair, while the latter hummed in content as he closed his eyes. By the time Steve had cleaned both Bucky and himself, the ex-winter solider had already fallen asleep.
Steve smiled at the adorable sight and dressed the both of them quickly, before hopping into bed and spooning Bucky, which the latter loved. Bucky curled up into a little ball as he hugged a pillow, while Steve combed his fingers through his hair and eventually, the both of them fell into a peaceful sleep.
Meanwhile...
After Steve and Bucky had left, Loki let down his guard and leaned his head on Clint's shoulder. "Tired, little one?" The archer chuckled as he brushed his fingers through the god's hair.
"Mmm," The god of mischief replied absentmindedly.
"Hey, hey, I know you're tired, but you still have to answer me properly," Clint warned gently.
"Sorry, daddy," Loki whimpered. Clint smiled and ruffled Loki's hair.
"Good boy. Now, let's shower and rest, okay?"
"Okay, daddy," Loki replied as he yawned. Loki was much more comfortable with calling Clint these names, and he liked calling the archer 'daddy'. At first, he was so shy, blushing whenever he had to call Clint that name. However, now, he used it all the time.
Picking the god up, Clint carried the god back to his room. The two entered the bathroom and stripped of their armour, before stepping into the shower. The two washed each other's hair, pecking each other on the cheek at times. Soon, after they were done, Loki dried them both with his magic and brought two sets of boxers from their closets to them. They got dressed, and headed to bed.
"Wait! I want to wear one of your hoodies!" Loki blurted out before covering his mouth, a rosy blush coating his pale white cheeks.
"Awww, okay, sure. Choose whichever one you like and grab me a pair of sweatpants too, please," Clint smiled as he clambered into bed, as Loki squealed and dashed off to their closet. The god picked out Clint's purple hoodie with an arrow symbol in the middle. He also grabbed a pair of grey baggy sweatpants for Clint, before running back to bed.
"Here you go, daddy," Loki smiled as he handed Clint the sweatpants. The latter grinned and slipped them on as he saw Loki clamber into bed as well. The hoodie was slightly too large for the god, reaching mid-thigh and gave Loki cute sweater paws.
"Goodnight, daddy," Loki mumbled with a yawn as he curled into Clint's side like a cat.
"Goodnight, Lokes," Clint smiled as he weaved his fingers through Loki's jet black hair and soon, the two fell asleep with smiles on their faces.
(a/n: sorry this is so short! i had a lot of project work and tests last week and this week, so i didn't really have time to write. this is more of a transitional chapter, and i assure you, the next chapter will be long! thanks yall and bye bye!)
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