His movements are slow, almost careful as he doesn't want to spook Bucky or hurt him in any way. He's careful as he extricates himself from Bucky's grasp, only long enough to move up onto his feet. As he moves, he wraps an arm around Bucky's back and pulls his friend with him. Together, they walk over to his bed, letting Bucky call the shots and Steve just moving him. He'll always be there, always help Bucky in any way that he can.
Even if the feel of Bucky's breath against his neck was something he really wanted to feel again. Steve closed his eyes and sighed, trying not to think about it.
"Lay down," he murmured. Steve began to strip out of his uniform, leaving a white undershirt and a pair of blue boxers still on. Once he's got the sweaty uniform off, he's in bed beside Bucky and cradling him once more. In that moment, he didn't care who needed Captain America. In that moment, Steve needed Bucky.
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His movements are slow, almost careful as he doesn't want to spook Bucky or hurt him in any way. He's careful as he extricates himself from Bucky's grasp, only long enough to move up onto his feet. As he moves, he wraps an arm around Bucky's back and pulls his friend with him. Together, they walk over to his bed, letting Bucky call the shots and Steve just moving him. He'll always be there, always help Bucky in any way that he can.
Even if the feel of Bucky's breath against his neck was something he really wanted to feel again. Steve closed his eyes and sighed, trying not to think about it.
"Lay down," he murmured. Steve began to strip out of his uniform, leaving a white undershirt and a pair of blue boxers still on. Once he's got the sweaty uniform off, he's in bed beside Bucky and cradling him once more. In that moment, he didn't care who needed Captain America. In that moment, Steve needed Bucky.