A Little Calm...

Orange Paradise

Halo - PMJ

You wake up to the slight glow of your bedroom. The semi translucent curtains make it so that the room has an almost orange hue. You look to your right, to see Bucky fast asleep facing you. You quickly double check the time to make sure he won't be late to meet Sam. He's meant to be there at 10 and it's currently 8; plenty of time. You go back to watching him, his chest rising and falling slowly, calmly.

Bucky
"You know it's rude to stare."

He smiles slightly before opening his eyes.

Y/n
"Even when the view is this damn good?"

He laughs slightly before leaning over and kissing you. This time it's different though. It's not rushed, or timid. It's like it's second nature now, a reflex.

Bucky
"Good morning."

Y/n
"Good morning."

He lies back down closer to you and pulls you so that you're now facing each other.

Bucky
"What time is it?"

Y/n
"8 o'clock. How'd you sleep?"

He looks down slightly, not wanting to look you in the eye as he lies.

Bucky
"Good. You?"

You try to pay no attention to his acting weird.

Y/n
"Like a log."

You both look at each other and smile before leaning in for another kiss.
You roll over so that you're above him. Still immersed in the kiss, you both sit up whilst you're on his lap. You break out of it and look at each other with soft eyes. You push him back down as you get up with a sheet wrapped around you.

Y/n
"Come on sergeant, I'll make breakfast."

You begin walking to the door and as you do, he places one hand behind his head, watching you walk away. You stop in the doorway however, and look back.

Y/n
"Hey Buck, was that your first time since 1945?"

He looks at you with disbelief and gives a half gasp, half laugh. He doesn't actually answer you but that reaction was enough.

Y/n
"Guess that's like riding a bike too."

You tilt your head slightly and continue to walk out, leaving him to get dressed.