“It’s all right,” Steve answered quietly. “I don’t sleep much without you anyway.” He leaned against Bucky and it was obvious just how exhausted he really was, even if he tried to deny it. “Think you’ll come back to bed again or did you want to just get our day started since we’re both awake now anyway?”
Bucky moved to turn and wrap his arms around Steve. “I’m coming back to bed. I was drinking some chamomile tea.” he explained, kissing his boyfriend’s temple. “Come on, you need sleep, Steve. You’re on the verge of collapse as is.” His Brooklyn came out, knowing Steve really couldn’t resist him when he drawled the right way, tugging Steve closer to him.
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