Of Love and Lines (MCUxReader)

Fifty Six

Purring was the first thing you were cognizant of, the vibrations of Alpine's chest were shaking down into your own. Opening your eyes, you took a few slow deep breaths as your arms came around the bundle of fluff. Your head felt heavy. Hell, your everything felt heavy. It took a few minutes for everything to come back online as you slowly petted the demon.

The bed dipped, drawing your attention to Bucky as he sat at your hip, his metal arm came across your stomach to rest his weight by your hip. His other arm reached out, his hand cupping your cheek, the contact cooling your warm skin.

You gave him a small smile. "Hey."

"Hey, Princess. How are you feeling?" He looked you over apprehensively.

"Heavy." You sighed.

His frown deepened.

"But it'll pass. Just give me a few minutes."

"Doll, you can have all the time you need."

Your smile widened at that.

Licking your lips to get rid of the dryness there, you asked the one question that stemmed through your brain. "How long?"

"What?"

"How long was I gone?"

Bucky grimaced. "A week."

"A week?!" You tried to sit up, but Bucky's hands moved to hold you down.

"Take it easy."

But you were panicking. "Ahri? Willow?!"

"Ahrianna is in medical. Thor took Willow to Asgard."

You nodded. "Okay- okay. Are they alright?"

"Loki stopped by, said Willow is adjusting. Ahrianna is not happy."

You let out a short giggle. "Then she's her normal self."

"Are you sure you're okay? I don't just mean physically, baby."

"I'm good. A little dehydrated actually." You swallowed past the dryness in your throat.

Bucky moved to grab a glass of water off his nightstand. "Here."

You drank it down, savoring each drop of the cool liquid.

"Where's Steve?" You finally asked.

Bucky flinched. "He's ahhh, working out."

Your brows drew together in confusion.

"He's not good, doll."

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"Sorry."

Bucky shook his head. "Don't apologize for something you needed to do."

"I'm not fucking sorry for that. I'm sorry because you have probably had to deal with him."

Bucky chuckled. "It wasn't anything I couldn't handle."

You shared his smile. "I want to see him."

"I'll tell him you're awake. But Nel, just be ready. Okay?"

"He pissed?"

"He's pissed." Bucky confirmed.

"Fucking great."

"Don't worry about it now. What else do you need?"

"Sleep? I feel tired."

Bucky nodded, moving to get up.

Your hand shot out, clasping his metal arm to keep him from leaving. "Stay?"

"Of course." He lifted you, moving your body over to make room as he joined you in the bed.