➳ Oh, Well Imagine Marvel➳ FINISHED

Dream•Stucky

I apologize for writing that smut. This is my peace offering.

The sunlight filtered through the open window onto the bed where Steve rested his head on Bucky's chest.
The noise outside, the cars, the people echoed in the silent room but left the couple unfazed.

Bucky looked down at Steve who was curled up into his side. Bucky combed his fingers through Steve's blonde hair gently so it wouldn't wake him, even in his sleep Steve smiled at the affectionate gesture.
They stayed like that for what seemed eternity until Steve's eyes met Bucky's blue hues that seemed to sparked in the sunlight, 'good mornings' were whispered and kisses were shared before they both silently settled down; only this time Bucky's head was on Steve's chest.
They both knew they had to get ready and leave, but neither wanted to ruin moment.
The only words to be heard was Steve whispering "go back to sleep, I will be here when you wake up."
Steve lent down and kissed Bucky's forehead, Bucky closed his eyes and focused on Steve's steady heartbeat which lulled Bucky back to sleep, feeling safe and warm.

When Bucky reopened his eyes, he was alone in an unfamiliar bed with tear stained cheeks. His first happy memory of Steve was now a constant dream with a kiss that still lingered on Bucky's forehead.