Mornings with Bucky
You were chest to chest with Bucky as the sunlight slowly began to stream through the curtains. A soft breeze flowing through as you fought to keep your eyes open. You had a lazy smile on your lips and if Bucky continued to play with your hair, you would surely fall back to sleep.
“You’re so cute half asleep like this…” Bucky murmured, a small grin playing on his lips as he brushed a small strand of your hair behind your ear.
“Are you making fun of me, Barnes?” You asked and playfully went to bite his hand when he went to brush his hand down your cheek.
A look of surprise crossed his face even though you knew it was fake.
“I would never,” he teased back and you rolled your eyes before making a noise of protest as he completely stopped touching you.
“And who told you to stop?” You asked referring to his hand in your hair as you moved back on your side to look at him incredulously. He smirked in response and leaned forward, his lips meeting yours in a slow and lazy kiss.
“You know what,” he hummed as he pulled away, “I take it back. You’re not cute, you’re bossy.” He said and a gasp escaped from your lips as your hand made contact to his chest.
“You know what,” you retorted. “I don’t need this crap,” you huffed trying to not smile as you moved away from him entirely, rolling to the side to finally get out of bed.
“Oh, no you don’t!” He said and you felt his hands grip your waist immediately pulling you back as you laughed.
“Y/N!” He mocked and you rolled your eyes again.
“Stop,” you whined but felt yourself cuddling into his chest again.
“Kiss me,” he replied and you tilted your head to look at him.
“Say please,” you smirked before yelping when he playfully squeezed your ass.
“Please kiss me.” He repeated, and you both shared goofy smiles as you moved closer to him.
“Only cause you asked nicely,” you mumbled sarcastically, your smile growing bigger before you kissed him again.
Mornings with Bucky were the best.