Christmas In The Sun || Stucky ✔

Chapter Ten

It's Christmas morning, and Steve wakes to find Bucky cuddled up fast asleep on top of him with the covers thrown down to the end of the bed.

If Steve had to guess about what had happened for the covers to be all the way down there instead of covering the both of them, he'd guess that Bucky had thrown them down there sometime during the night. It's been too hot to sleep with a lot of blankets after all, so if that's the case, then Steve doesn't blame him.

Steve sighs, wrapping his arms around Bucky. He's not sure what time it is currently, and he doesn't find himself caring. They've got nowhere to be right now, and his plan won't be happening until later tonight. So for now, they can just do nothing but lay in bed.

Though, Steve has no idea when Bucky will be waking up, and he doesn't plan on waking him. He'll let him sleep for a while longer before they really have to get up and get food.

Besides, Steve doesn't fancy getting up just yet anyway. He perfectly content to stay in bed for as long as he can with Bucky cuddled up asleep next to him.

Well... technically asleep on top of him.

Not that he's complaining though. He rather likes having Bucky cuddled up asleep on top of him. He likes being close to Bucky. Always has, and always will.

Reaching over to the small table beside the bed, Steve grabs his phone, finding that it's almost noon. Which is a first, he doesn't believe that he's ever slept in this late before. Bucky on the other hand, well he can easily sleep in until three in the afternoon.

Steve isn't sure how he does it. Though maybe he does. Bucky usually stays up late a lot of nights reading or smoking. Steve's just glad that Bucky's found something that helps him stay calm - even if he doesn't necessarily like the smoking part.

Bucky shifts around on top of Steve, murmuring something under his breath that Steve can't quite catch.

"You awake?" Steve asks, running his fingers through Bucky's hair.

Bucky hums. "Depends on what you mean by awake." He sighs, lifting his head off Steve's chest just enough to reach up and kiss him.

Steve doesn't hesitate in kissing him back, and wraps his arms around Bucky, holding him close as they kiss.

"Merry Christmas, Bucky." Steve sighs, smiling as he breaks the kiss.

"Merry Christmas, Stevie." Bucky smiles sleepily, yawning a little. "What time is it?"

Steve grabs his phone off the table. "It's almost twelve." He says, setting his phone back down. "You want to get up and get something to eat, or do you want to stay in bed awhile longer?"

Steve is fine with either option, he'd stay in bed for as long as possible cuddled up with Bucky if he could. But he's quite hungry right now, so maybe they should get up and get food. They can always get straight back to cuddling in bed afterwards.

Bucky hums a little as he sits up. "As much as I'd love to stay in bed with you all day, I'm starving, and I need some coffee." He says, stretching his arms up in the air, causing the gears to shift in his left arm, and a small satisfying crack in his right shoulder. "But cuddling is back on after food."

"Alright." Steve nods, sitting up as Bucky gets off him. "Or maybe instead of cuddling we could do something else."

"I like the sound of that." Bucky smirks, leaning in to kiss Steve once more, before he's getting up and wandering off towards the kitchen area of the campervan to make food.

Steve stays in bed for a bit longer, hearing Bucky moving around out the front of the camper. He's not sure what it is Bucky's doing, he can't quite see from here, but whatever it is, he knows that it involves food.