I hate you, don't I? - Stucky

Congratulations

The morning of graduation came and Steve was the first to wake. He looked down at a sleeping Bucky and smiled at the dissipating bruises. It had been a week since the man woke up and he'd been getting better everyday. He could dress himself and walk pretty normally. But of course, Steve liked to stay right there just in case. And Bucky was perfectly okay with it.

"Wake up, sweet", he mumbled. "We finally find out today".

Bucky didn't move which made Steve chuckle. Out of the two, the blonde was definitely the bigger morning person, always getting up early to run and starting his day with a shower and nutritious breakfast. If Bucky could, his perfect morning would consist of laying in until noon, watching tv and getting a full breakfast in bed.

Steve would obviously give him breakfast in bed whenever he wanted, but being so busy with all the training doesn't usually give you many opportunities to stay in bed past eight am.

"Buck, baby. We need to wake up".

He gently stroked a finger over his cheek, trying to nudge him awake as gently as possible.

"Come on, Buck".

He finally opened his eyes with a small grumble. Steve leant down and kissed the creases between Bucky's brows before massaging the man's arms and thighs.

Ever since Steve did it one time and Bucky told him it felt nice on his muscles, he's been doing it most mornings and evenings.

"We find out our final scores today and they're gonna tell us what jobs we got. We need to get up".

"I'll only get up if I can have kisses". He replied bluntly.

"Well, of course your majesty", Steve grinned before leaning down.

He was so gentle pressing his lips onto the man and barely touching the side of Bucky's face to hold him in place. It was tender and sweet, but Bucky wanted more after all the gentleness of the last week. He brought his hand up and grabbed the blonde hair above him to bring Steve closer.

And the man allowed it for a moment, kissing him deeply and letting their tongues collide. But right as Bucky was really enjoying it, Steve pulled away panting.

"Not so rough, I don't want to hurt you".

Bucky pouted and huffed out knowing the man would do this. He had been treating his like glass for the last week, and although Bucky understood why, he still didn't like it.

"You were under a building like two weeks ago. You recovered really well. So lets keep that going", Steve said.

Bucky nodded along knowing Steve was right and felt so thankful he had been there for him the whole time. It definitely would have been horrible to do this without him.

"Thank you, Stevie", he whispered.

Steve smiled and held his hand out.

"Come on, baby. Let's get ready".

He let Steve pull him into a sitting position with his legs over the edge of the bed. Pulling his top of gently and replacing it with a clean one. Even though Bucky could get dressed himself, he let Steve do this for him. And maybe a little bit for himself too.

"Now I wanna help you", says Bucky, holding out his hand for the top Steve was about to put on.

"Okay fine, but just the top".

Bucky agreed and Steve knelt in front of him to make it easier. He slid it over his head and just as his face popped out, Bucky lunged forward and gave him a kiss.
Steve tried to look stern, but he kept smiling at Bucky's proud, mischievous face.