It had been a long, frustrating day. All you wanted to do was get into your pjs and jump into bed.
You, Bucky, and Sam had just got back from a 3-day mission, which was going fine until Sam and Bucky started to bicker.
It almost got the three of you killed.
You were currently sitting on the uncomfortably, hard seats of the quinjet with your arms folded across your chest.
Sam and Bucky were still bickering, but this time they were in the pilot and co-pilot, causing your left eye to twitch in anger.
You had been sat for the past 3 hours listening to them, but you bit your tongue to stop yourself from saying anything because once you start, you struggle to stop.
When FRIDAY announced the compound was ETA 20 minutes, you let out a breath and grabbed your bag. Because once the jet was on the floor, you were out of there.
20 minutes in the presence of Bucky Barnes and Sam Wilson bickering felt like 20 years.
As soon as the quinjet landed and the doors sprung open before Bucky and Sam could even move from their seats you were gone.
They turned around to let you know you were home but were met with an empty cabin.
Shrugging, they grabbed their bags and made their way into the compound, still bickering.
Meanwhile, you had just jumped into the shower. The hot water running down your back and shoulders, releasing all the knots and pent-up stress from the guys.
Bucky walked into your shared room, placing his bag near yours so you could both sort them out tomorrow as he sat on the end of the bed and waited for you to finish.
It wasn't long before you came out, wrapped up in a snow-white towel and spotting Bucky.
"You two finished with your lovers' quarrel, now?" you asked as you walked up to your closet and grabbed one of Bucky's Henley's and a pair of black panties.
"Lovers' quarrel." he scoffed, "he started it."
"I honestly don't care who started it, you're literally both as bad as each other. I was so close to bashing both your heads together." You giggled, laying down in bed as he grinned at you.
"Now hurry and shower, I need cuddles and sleep." You yawned as he chuckled, leaning down to peck your forehead.
"I'll be 30 minutes." He called as he went into the bathroom, hearing the shower turning on.
And true to his word, he was out in 30 minutes.
He dried himself with his towel, putting on a clean pair of boxers and climbed into bed beside you where he pulled you closer to his chest snuggling you both.
It felt like 5 minutes since you were abruptly woken up but Sam.
Checking the time on your phone, it was 3am. You groaned and pulled the duvet over your head. Too tired to deal with whatever nonsense Sam is conjuring.
"Buck." Sam whispered, causing Bucky to stir but not wake up.
"Buck!"
"Buck"
"Bucky."
"Bucky!"
"Buck, wake up. I have something to tell you, I promise it's important." Sam whispered, trying to stop himself from laughing.
Bucky lifted his head from his pillow, his eyes were blurry with sleep and his long hair partially around his throat strangling him.
"What?" he grumbled quietly as to not disturb you.
Sam stuck his middle finger up at Bucky and burst out laughing.
Bucky, not finding it amusing checked the time and saw it was 3am.
He lowered his head and started to speak quietly, but just loud enough for Sam to hear.
"zhelaniye, rzhavyy, semnadtsat', rassvet.." he started, looking up slightly to see Sam's eyes wide open.
(longing, rusted, seventeen, daybreak)
"Oh shit!" Sam screamed as he ran, causing Bucky to leap out of bed and run after him.
Leaving you snuggled up in bed, snoozing soundly.
While on the other side of the door, Bucky was chasing Sam around the compound with his detached vibranium arm.
