[They're too big for the couch any other way, but Steve makes it work, letting Bucky curl up against him, head on his shoulder. The consistent beat of the heart under his ear, and Steve's steady breaths, ease Bucky's body back to a state where he can relax. Bucky makes a soft, amused sound at the way they're laying, resting his hand on Steve's chest.]
Yeah, I'm good.
[He's tired, actually, feels like he could go to sleep this way.]
Thanks, Steve.
[Bucky tucks himself closer, as best he can, letting Steve's warmth seep into him, closing his eyes. His thumb rubs back and forth, tracing idle patterns across Steve's chest as sleep begins to pull him under.]
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Yeah, I'm good.
[He's tired, actually, feels like he could go to sleep this way.]
Thanks, Steve.
[Bucky tucks himself closer, as best he can, letting Steve's warmth seep into him, closing his eyes. His thumb rubs back and forth, tracing idle patterns across Steve's chest as sleep begins to pull him under.]