Your voice was soft and gentle as you sang. It provided him with some form of comfort that he couldn’t describe. It calmed him, making him feel totally safe and secure. Your fingers danced over his face, playing with his hair, as you sang to him. It was the dead of night and here you were, awake and singing to him until he fell asleep again. Bucky had lost count of how many times you’d sang him to sleep, all he knew was that he loved you and he was never going to let you go.