Wanda had just walked out of the bathroom from having a shower, her long brown damp hair hanging down her back over her tank top. She grabbed her hairdryer and began blasting it at her hair.
She spent the 10 minutes it took to fully dry her hair, she thought about her relationship with Bucky. Occasionally when she went into his head, she was all he would think about.
Thinking about Bucky made her smile. It always did. She didn't have to solely think about him for long before he strode into the room, plonked down on the bed and started playing with her hair. He put mini plaits in her hair, a look of adorable concentration written on his face.
"Buck, baby, what are you doing?" she asked as she kissed his head because she can.
"Your hair is really soft after you wash it," Bucky explained before he sat her in his lap and hugged her, burying his face in her shoulder, breathing in the sweet scent of her shampoo.
Wanda smiled at his actions, "I'll make sure to wash it more often then," she said, "Seeing as you like it so much."
He pulled back from her and picked up her hair with both hands, his eyes big with amazement, "So soft!" he exclaimed.
Wanda laughed at the excitement of her boyfriend before laying down on her bed, facing away from Bucky so he could continue playing with her hair.
Who needs therapy when you've got hair?
It took a whole hour for Bucky to fall asleep, hands still intertwined in Wanda's long, soft hair.
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