A New Start

Chapter 15

You moved your free hand up to his face and booped his nose with your finger thinking that would stir him. He didn't move. So, you tapped your finger on his chin and he still didn't move. You made your way to his chest and was about to place your hand on it when out of nowhere, he swiftly grabbed your hand and tucked it under him. 

"I hear and feel everything you know" he mumbled with his eyes still closed. 

"I know, I was just testing" you said innocently.

He opened his eyes and looked down at you and smiled. You smiled back and he kissed the top of your forehead while you melted.

"I think we should get some supper" you stretched out like a cat. 

"I can get you whatever you need Doll" he sat up in the bed. 

"You stay here and let me bring you something to eat"

You were taken aback from being called Doll. You have never had anyone call you a pet name like that before let alone the term Doll. You knew it would have had to be from his time because no one now would ever think to use that term nowadays. Anyone else who would have called you that would have been given a swift punch to the gut, but somehow when Bucky called you Doll, that was music to your ears.

"Is that my hoodie you are wearing?" He asked while getting out of your bed.

 You smiled brightly. 

"Bermuda Triangle" you shrugged your shoulders. 

"I was wondering where that hoodie went. I looked all over the place for that thing." he eyed you suspiciously. 

"Hey, it was in the laundry room for a whole day, and it was unclaimed, so I gave it a home" you shrugged.

"That's fine, you look better in it than me anyways" 

Bucky turned and walked to the door. 

Ha, I doubt that .

 Hoodies on Bucky were probably the best thing the man wore, next to a tank top in the gym or his grey sweatpants. You could only imagine what he would look like in a nice fancy suit as you thought to yourself.

You could feel the coolness from his spot on your bed and wished he would stay there forever and keep you warm, but food was calling the both of you. 

"What are you planning on making?" you asked. 

"It's a surprise Doll" 

He winked at you and left the bedroom. 

Oh boy. 

You haven't seen the man make more than toast, cereal, or a sandwich for himself, so this should be interesting.

About 40 minutes later, you heard the elevator in the hallway ding. You were sitting up in your bed waiting patiently wondering what would be served to you when he walked into the room carrying two plates. He also had two bottles of water in his pockets complete with a knife and fork.

"That smells delicious" 

He handed you a plate. 

You looked down at your plate and it was a large amount of pasta with tomato sauce, and a piece of garlic bread perfectly toasted placed on the side. You wanted to kiss him right then and there. 

The man surprised you. 

He sat on the chair in your room while you were in the bed, and you happily ate your meals together. 

"How did you make this?" you asked in between bites examining the plate. 

He smiled up at you proudly and said, "A chef never reveals his secrets". 

You rolled your eyes at him and continued eating.

When you were both finished, he took the used dishes and walked back to the kitchen. You managed to get out of bed and sit in the chair in your bedroom. You didn't feel like lying down again so you sat up and grabbed your guitar. You were playing some chords when Bucky walked in with a fresh ice pack and made the switch from the old one to the new one. 

"Thanks" you put your guitar down.

He examined the sprain to make sure nothing else was wrong with the ankle and after seeing for himself, decided it was fine. The swelling was not getting any worse, and the bruising was already purple and a bit of red, so you knew it was trying to heal. He fixed the bed up for you and sat down on the end of it, facing you. He looked like he wanted to say something but didn't.

"You don't have to stay with me you know. If you want to head to the gym or theatre room, you are more than welcome to do so. All I will be doing is hanging out here resting so I don't mind at all." you looked at him intently. 

"I know, I just want to make sure you're ok" 

 "Buck, I promise. Go to the gym for a workout. I know you sometimes go at this time anyways, so it's totally fine" you assured him.

He reluctantly got up and left your room to go to his. When he was leaving his room, he stuck his head in the doorway and said he would be about an hour and to call him if I needed anything. 

"Go on" you waved him away. 

He smiled and left. 

Jesus. The man turns into super nurse over a simple sprained ankle. You can only imagine what he would do if you managed to get a more serious injury.

True to his word, about an hour later, Bucky came back from the gym. Before he opened his door to his room, he stopped briefly at your door to check on you. 

"Hey Bucky"

"How are you doing?" He asked while staying in the hall. 

"Good, wish I could walk around and be more mobile. Hopefully tomorrow will be better and I can get around more. I hate feeling like I can't do anything" you frowned. 

"I'm going for a quick shower, but I'll be back soon"

"Have fun!"

You managed to get from the chair to your bed on your own and celebrated the fact that you didn't put any more strain on your ankle while maneuvering. Just then, Bucky came in and sat down on your bed with you. He's gotten a lot more comfortable over the past while and you were glad he felt relaxed around you. He was even starting to tease you and make jokes, so you knew he was feeling more at home at the compound.

"What are we going to do now?" He asked while turning off the light. 

The laptop was now the only light illuminating the room. He was also covering you and him with a blanket getting cozier. He wrapped an arm around you and pulled you close to his chest. You settled down into his shoulder and pulled up Netflix.

After searching for some time, you both decided on a comedy seeing as how you needed a laugh and distraction from the day's events. Neither of you brought up the kiss from the previous night.

After about an hour into the movie, you noticed Bucky was quiet. You looked up at his face and saw that his eyes were closed. You closed the lid of the laptop and put it down on the floor beside the bed. You managed to turn over to face him but that's when he stirred. 

"Sorry, I'll leave" he said sleepily. 

"No Buck, you can stay. You're already comfortable and I don't mind the company" you looked at him.

He smiled and that's when he leaned in and kissed you. Not like the passionate kiss from the night before, but this one was sweet, warm, and had just the right amount of heat. You almost ended up reaching up to put your hands on his neck for more, but he separated. 

"Night Livy" he held you. 

"Night Buck" you smiled to yourself.