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The next morning
With a low grumble he opened his eyes and looked at the alarm clock that was next to him on the bedside table.
07.05 am.
'Way too early' he thought to himself and his gaze wandered to his right side.
He could just make out the back of Daria's head with tousled hair under the pine green sheets in which she had curled up like a caterpillar in her cocoon.
Carefully, so as not to wake Daria, he tugged at the sheet to slip under it himself.
Her skin, unlike his, was cold as he snuggled up to her from behind and wrapped his arm around her waist.
Without opening her eyes, Daria turned to Bucky and snuggled against his chest, almost disappearing completely under the covers.
Bucky rested his chin on top of her head after pressing a kiss to the crown of her head.
With a grin, he enjoyed this morning to the fullest and he knew he could get used to waking up like this every morning.
Pressing his hot body against her cold body.
Her arms wrapped around him and her head nuzzling against his chest.
After a long time he felt happy again, carefree, free, safe - having finally arrived home.
If it were up to him, they would just spend the whole day together in bed, forgetting the world around them - but he had promised Daria a vacation and he knew that in order for him to keep his promise, they would have to get up and start the day.
But before they faced the daily routine, he decided to enjoy this moment for another 30 minutes.
30 minutes in which Daria could sleep longer.
30 minutes in which Bucky could give thanks and contemplate the gift he held in his arms.
After these 30 minutes in which Bucky felt complete for the first time in his life, he gave Daria a kiss on the forehead as he slipped away from her a little.
"Get some more sleep, Doll Face." He whispered as Daria mumbled something he didn't understand.
As usual, Bucky dragged himself to the bathroom and took a cold shower to fully wake up his body and mind.
When he returned from the bathroom to the bedroom after his morning ritual, he saw Daria still curled up in bed.
He leaned over her and pulled the covers away from her face slightly to give her a kiss on your forehead.
"Get up, little wolf."
"Mmm." Grumbled Daria to him as she pulled the blanket back over her face.
"Come on, you need to pack your things. We're leaving."
