#bucky batnes x gay reader

[fridayiaminlove]

Just need sleep, together if possible

Pairing: Bucky x reader (can be platonic or not) (descriptions of the reader: has a foot, a hand and is able to speak)

Summary: Bucky wants sleep and his body needs it. He doesn't want to be alone though.

Warnings: warmth, sleeping with someone on the same bed (non sexually), slight insecurity on Bucky's side

Word count: 350- 400 ish?

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You heard the click of the door opening and immediately knew who was there. Keeping your eyes shut and breathing even, you wait, wait for his next move.

You meant it when you told Bucky he can come to your room to sleep, to talk or just for silent company whenever he wants.

His brooding closed off personality is a great front but you know he doesn't like his cold, dark room, doesn't like sleeping on the floor or his bed and after the first time he slept in your room because of a nightmare, you told him he's always welcomed. Since then you always leave space on one side of the bed . No one likes being lonely

You also know if you woke up and told him to come in he'd just be embarassed and make some excuse to go back, so you remain there, still as possible.

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Bucky was overthinking this he knew that. He knew you were serious about him sleeping in your room, still ofcourse he felt like an invader.

But god he wanted to sleep, his floor is rock and his bed a marshmallow, his mind doesn't allow him to sleep on either of those.

You though, are very comfortable- your bed he means. It's warm, he likes it- he likes you, And right now he likes sleep.

He creeps inside, slowly closing the door behind him, trying not to wake your sleeping form, facing away from him. He lies down in the empty space beside you, you always seem to sleep in a corner.

'What now' his mind wonders staring at the ceiling uncomfortably still. 'God this is a bad idea'

He starts to get up. You turn. He stares. You don't.

Lifting your body slightly, you pull the sheets over him ultimately stopping him from going back. Bucky studies you, so close to his vibranium arm now.

Before lying back down you raise the sheets with your foot and throw them over his feet.

Safe.

He watches you lie back down and close your hand around his, pressing your forehead to his bicep "I am here okay, whenever" you whisper before moving back to your side.

Warmth. The sheets are warm.

Comfort. His shoulders drop

Relief. He's glad he came.

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A/n: just a short blurb I wrote at 2am. Constructive criticism is needed. Help. All mistakes are mine.