Bucky stretched his arms over his head, a small yawn breaking through his lips before he swings his legs over the side of the bed and supresses a shiver when the cold oak wood floor sends sparks of icey cold shivers up his body.
Bucky wasn't used to waking up without having a nightmare but he isn't complaining.
Another thing he wasn't used to, he thinks, is seeing Sam dancing around the kitchen, humming what he thinks is Breakthru. Bucky leans on the doorway, a soft smirk tugging at his lips when Sam continues to prance around, completely unaware of company.
That is until Bucky can't supress the chuckle that escapes
A/N: hey, sorry for MIA for a while, I had to get the reigns once again, a downfall of having ADHD is lack of motivation, but I will continue this whenever I can. For now though, have this as a little sorry gift.
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|| SamBucky (WinterFalcon Oneshots) ||
FanfictionONE shots about my new favourite ship. no smut. sorry but kids I know follow this account and I'm not comfy writing it anyways. At first, I never shipped Sam and Bucky, I thought their friendship was my brotp but then with the couple counselling an...
