Y/N’s POV
Hmm, what time is it? I thought to myself sleepily like I do every morning, except today was much foggier. What’s going on? Why is it so hot in here? I lazily rolled over and switched on my phone. I closed my eyes and groaned in pain when the brightness hit my weary eyes. Once they had adjusted I checked the time. 1:27 A.M. Why did I have to wake up this early?! Deciding to go back to sleep, I turn my phone off and roll over to try and fall back asleep.
After 5 minutes I was basically swimming in my own sweat. I guess the AC quit working again. In an attempt to try and sleep I decide to change into something much cooler, but the second I sat up I actually felt like I was swimming. My head felt really heavy and everything started to spin. Once I got myself under control I took several shakey steps to my dresser where I pulled out one of Bucky’s old t-shirts and a pair of gym shorts. When I finished changing I grabbed my blanket and walked into the living room that Bucky and I both shared.
You see, Bucky and I have been dating for a few months but I’m just not ready to share a bed with him. We live on the same floor in Avengers Tower though. Our floor consists of two bedrooms, one a master bedroom with its own bathroom and another smaller bedroom without a bathroom. Bucky had the master bedroom, as much as he wanted me to have it when I first moved in. I refused and took the other bedroom. My bathroom is across the hall right in front of my door. Bucky’s room is to the left of my room and across the hall as well. Our floor also has its own kitchen and small dining room. It even had a living room, which is where I was heading.
Deciding that waking Bucky was not an option, I settled for flopping onto the couch. I let out a whimper when it made my head hurt worse than it already had been. I decided to have FRIDAY turn the tv on low and start the first season of Supernatural. I drifted off into a feverish sleep as Dean tried to convince Sam to help find their father.
Bucky’s POV
I wake up from a nice peaceful sleep, one that I haven’t had in a long time. Most of the time I don’t get much more than four hours of sleep because I am plagued by nightmares. But last night I had managed to get seven hours of sleep without waking up. After I changed I decided to go get something to eat before my morning run with Steve and Sam. As I walked into the living room I saw Y/N fast asleep on the couch.
How cute. My baby girl looks adorable when she’s asleep, I thought to myself. I can’t wait to finally have the privilege to protect her from anything that might harm her in her sleep, but only when she’s ready. I don’t want to pressure her.
I moved to stand in front of the couch and admire my beautiful girlfriend when I noticed that something was wrong. Although Y/N was buried under her Supernatural blanket she was shivering like she had fallen asleep in 12ft deep snow, but what had also caught my attention was that she was covered head to toe in sweat. I frowned and kneeled down beside her to get a better look at my ill-looking girlfriend. I pushed back some of Y/N’s sweat-drenched hair from her face. I frowned even more when I felt how hot her forehead was. It was different compared to the rest of her, which made her look like she was being unfrozen from cryofreeze. She’s probably warm enough to unfreeze herself if need be, I told myself. As I placed the back of my palm against her forehead and felt how warm she was, I took a look at her physical features. Her H/C hair was drenched in sweat, sticking to the frame of her face and neck. Her skin was pale and clammy as well. “Oh, baby,” I whispered.
When I had decided that she was too warm for my liking I gently picked Y/N up and carried her to my room. I pulled her blanket off of her and covered her with my own. I pulled my bed sheet and comforter over her small frame and turned the temperature down enough to not be too cold but enough to hopefully cool her down as well. As I left her to rest I walked back to the kitchen and started to prepare a nice warm bowl of tomato soup, just like Mary Winchester did for her boys when they were sick. Yes, I did watch Supernatural. Once I met Y/N and started watching it with her, I became very hooked on it. But that’s beside the point.
Once the soup was finished I poured her some in a bowl and placed it on a tray, along with some crackers and a bottle of water. I walked back to the room and sat the tray down beside my bed on the small table. I moved to lay beside Y/N, moving slowly as not to wake her just yet. I turned on the tv to where Y/N and I had left off in season one of SPN. Then I laid down beside her and tried to wake her up. I started off by running a gentle hand through her hair, then decided to speak…
Y/N’s POV
I felt something cool and relaxing running through my hair, pulling me out of my sleep. I let a soft sigh of content, leaning into whatever was providing the coolness I very much needed.
“Y/N honey? Are you awake?” someone whispered next to me quietly. I stayed silent, enjoying the coolness still running through my hair. Whatever it was was soothing the marching band playing at fortissimo in my mind. (For those of you who don’t know much about music, fortissimo means very loud)
“Come on baby, time to wake up.” I let out a soft groan of my discomfort and the coolness was taken from me, like pollen from a flower. There was a soft chuckle from beside me. “Did you like that?” I grunted and rolled onto my side, facing away from whoever was beside me. All I want is for Bucky to come take care of me, to cuddle with me until I woke up feeling 100%. I felt a tear slide down my face. Great, now I’m crying.
“Y/N? Honey, what’s wrong? Why are you crying?” A hand wiped the tears from my reddened cheeks.
“Bucky?” I asked weakly, moving back to lay on my back.
“I’m right here sweetheart.” Two hands took one of my own. I opened my eyes to see Bucky laying beside me. I nearly started sobbing at the sight of him. I leaned forward and clung to his shirt, hiding my face in his chest. He frowned as I cried harder. “Baby, what’s wrong?” He stroked the back of my hair.
“M’ don’ feel good,” I muttered into his chest.
“What was that sweetheart?” he asked, leaning down towards me. “You don’t feel good?” I nodded. “Well here, I made you soup, just like Steve’s mom used to make for Steve and me when we were sick. It isn’t as good but it’ll do.” I pulled away and Bucky reached behind him and picked up a try, sitting up and setting it in his lap. “Can you sit up a little bit for me?” I pulled myself up as he placed pillows behind me. Bucky picked up a spoonful of soup, blowing on it. I reached out for it but he pulled it away. “No no, darling. Let me do it,” he said as he put the spoon to my lips. I sighed in content when the warm liquid soothed my chilly body. Bucky smiled and continued to feed me soup. I smiled when I saw that he had turned on Supernatural.
Once I had finished the soup Bucky stood and put the bowl back on the tray. I wined and reached out for him. He grabbed one of my hands and smiled softly.
“I’ll be back hon, I’m just going to turn on a movie. Does Harry Potter sound good?” I nodded. Once the movie was set up, Bucky got back in bed and cuddled with me. He laid on his side and threw his right arm around me, pulling me close. His left arm rested above my head, rubbing my head gently. The cool metal of his hand felt good against the warmth of my head. “Rest baby girl,” he muttered softly. I leaned against his chest, closing my eyes. Soon, both Bucky and I fell asleep together as the movie played in the background.
3 Hours Later…
“Do you think Y/N finally agreed to share a bed with Barnes?” Sam asked.
“I don’t know, but by the looks of things, one of them is sick. And it looks like it’s Y/N. Look at how pale she is,” Steve responded. Tony pulled out his phone and took a picture of the sleeping couple.
“Blackmail,” he said evilly.
“Let’s let them rest,” Steve said as the three men left the room.
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