9- Safety in his arms

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Tyla's POV:

I felt the sun streaming into the room urging my eyes to open but I stayed strong and wiggled my way deeper into the safe embrace that covered both sides of my body.

I groaned as the memories from the night before started to file back into the forefront of my mind, the nightmare, Bucky carrying me downstairs like a child, him and Steve feeding me, being carried in their arms over the sleeping bodies and continuing to hold me while I slept...

Shit.

My eyes shot open. I craned my head to my right trying to peer over my right shoulder, the sight I was met with made my heart flutter and calmed my initial panic.

A certain brown-haired soldier's topless torso is flush up against my back being held by his muscly arms.

His right is weaved under my shoulders and neck poking out the other side of me, I could feel his left arm it is wrapped around my hips holding me securely against his body, the metal of his left arm is offering a sense of refreshment against the heat of both of our bodies.

My eyes wander further down the join of our bodies to see that he has wrapped one of his legs through mine in his sleep, and I sure as hell wasn't complaining.

I pulled my attention off of how close he was holding me and back to his face, he looked so peaceful with his face tucked into the joint between my neck and the start of my shoulder. His long brown hair was sticking out in all sorts of different directions but somehow still managed to frame his sleeping face perfectly.

A rustle on my left caused me to tear my eyes off of Bucky sharply rolling my head to the left just in time to see Steve start to become restless and wake up.

He is laying on his side facing me. His head sharing the one pillow with me, one of his big arms is wrapped around my shoulder but the rest of his body is nowhere near as close to mine as his best friends is.

His short blonde hair is ruffed up and covering the front of his face as he blinks against the sun to focus on my face.

"Goodmorning Tyla" Steve spoke in his raspy morning voice,

"Morning cap" I replied feeling a small coat of pink find its way onto my cheeks.

He must have noticed because he slowly and subtly moved his arm off my shoulder taking his warmth with him.

"How did you sleep?" he yawned,

"honestly the second attempt was the best sleep I've had in a while" I admitted. Steve pulled himself up to a sitting position looking over her shoulder to see Bucky still clung to her,

"I can see why" he continued with a light chuckle and in all honesty, he wasn't wrong, "welp I might get up and get a run in before I have to get this lot up to train" he explained motioning to the entanglement of limbs that littered my living room floor, how had I not noticed them until now.

With that said, Steve stood and began making his way through the bodies to the back door,

"Steve..."

"Yeah Ty?" he replied stopping to turn to you lying on the floor,

"Thank you for last night...I-I needed it" I said sheepishly

"Anytime. You know your safe with me and Buck right?" he asked and I hummed in reply,

"Good, your welcome to wake me anytime you need. My arms are always open to you," he said and I nodded in response while a smile crawled along my face.

"Although you do steal all the sheets I didn't mind your company" he teased continuing out the door, after that last remark I looked down to see the one blanket that we all had to share was tightly wrapped around me tucking me up in a cocoon. Damn, how did I manage to yank this off of two super soldiers?

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