[ As expected, then. All it had taken was some sort of confirmation from Steve, and Bucky's laying down properly in the bed. Steve lets out a barely audible breath, relieved to have him here after what feels like a long wait. He's been patient, he thinks, but it seems almost inevitable that they'd end up back here.
Whether or not it's platonic, it doesn't really matter. They'd done this even as kids, setting couch cushions on the floor so they could lay side-by-side and talk all night. ]
Course you can, pal.
[ Their bodies are close to each other (two super-soldiers can only fit on a bed of this size so well), but not actually touching. Not for now, anyway. Steve doesn't see a point in pushing the issue, and he's fine to take this slowly. Just having Bucky there is enough to make him feel better about his chances of falling back to sleep. Dodger remains curled up between them, which only adds to the relative calm that's fallen over the room. ]
Good night, Bucky. [ Finally, Steve lets his eyes fall closed, lets his body ease into the mattress a little more. ] Sleep well.
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Whether or not it's platonic, it doesn't really matter. They'd done this even as kids, setting couch cushions on the floor so they could lay side-by-side and talk all night. ]
Course you can, pal.
[ Their bodies are close to each other (two super-soldiers can only fit on a bed of this size so well), but not actually touching. Not for now, anyway. Steve doesn't see a point in pushing the issue, and he's fine to take this slowly. Just having Bucky there is enough to make him feel better about his chances of falling back to sleep. Dodger remains curled up between them, which only adds to the relative calm that's fallen over the room. ]
Good night, Bucky. [ Finally, Steve lets his eyes fall closed, lets his body ease into the mattress a little more. ] Sleep well.