I pulled my feet towards me, my hoodie struggling to keep me warm. Bucky, who was sat next to me, must've seen me shiver slightly because he furrowed his brows.
"C'mere we'll share the blanket," He rested his arm on the back of the sofa and offered me half of the blanket, to which I gratefully shuffled over. I pulled the blanket over my body and leant into Bucky's side slightly. Nat shot me a small smirk, to which I rolled my eyes as Bucky wrapped his arm around my shoulders.
One hour later, the film was over, unbeknownst to Bucky and I as we were passed out asleep. Somehow our legs were tangled together, my head in his collarbones, Bucky's lips pressed loosely on my forehead. He was pulling me closer to him, his hand gripping to the sleeve of my hoodie.
