Little Rogers - BuckyxOC

Chapter 34

The sound of music playing made its way into my senses making me screw up my face, there's was movement from around me but I couldn't care less with how tired I was.

"Hello?" I heard Bucky's husky voice ask as the music stopped.

I must of fallen asleep last night on the couch with him, though I thought I was resting up against him.

Gingerly I started opening one of my eyes, as heavy as it still was with small amounts of sleep in the corner I got out open. There was the same dim blue and green lights but not much else that I could make out, there was a blanket covering me as well as Bucky's legs either side of me.

"Sorry, she's sleeping. I can take a message?"

My heart raced as his arm that was wrapped around my stomach pulled me closer to him, my back was now pressed to his chest making me close my eye in hopes he wouldn't realize I was awake.

"Yeah, I can get her to call you back. What was your name?" He asked trying to stay quiet.

"Okay, yeah. Alright, bye." He said abruptly.

He put my phone down on the coffee table with a soft thud, I hadn't told him about Jesse let alone him being my boyfriend.

His other arm wrapped around me tight as he hugged me, his warm breath fanned over the top of my head making me want to melt.

"Good morning." He whispered into my hair.

My eyes shot open at his words and my soul felt as if it left my body, he must of felt my heart rate since we were so close. Benefits of being a super soldier, heightened senses..

"Good morning." I whispered.

"Sleep okay?" He asked.

His husky voice sent shivers down my spine while he was this close to me, something about him.

"Yeah, really sore though." I croaked.

"Okay, did you want to stay here for a bit longer or go get breakfast?"

I leaned harder back into him as my cheeks flared, a deep chuckle vibrated through my back before he pulled the blanket up higher.

"Any plans for today?" He asked.

"Probably resting, then the party tonight of course." I said trying to get comfortable.

"Oh yeah, I forgot about that." He sighed.

"What are you dressing up as?" I asked.

"I'm not dressing up." He stated.

"What?" I asked before sitting up and turning to face him.

My whole body stopped as I looked over him, for the first time in a long while he didn't look tired.

The bags under his eyes had mostly disappeared as well as the small amount of blood shot in his eyes, he looked well rested but along with that came the afternoon shadow on his jaw and the messy bed hair that somehow looked incredible on him.

He looked at me for a moment almost surprised that I was looking at him, he opened his mouth for a second before swiftly closing it again.

"Bucky?"

"Uh, yeah I'm not dressing up." He said looking away from me.

"Why not?" I asked frustrated.

"Because I don't see the point, Tony is just gonna to make fun of everyone like he does every year." He sighed heavily before running his hands over his face.

"It'll be fun though, I'm dressing up." I pouted.

He looked at me between his fingers with an expression I could only describe as being over my shit, his hands dropped from his face and he exhaled loudly.