Bucky cried out when Steve first touched his back, jerking away from the touch, but it didn't seem to be enough to wake him up.
He let out a moan of fear and continued to huddle in on himself. Then Steve spoke.
His eyes fluttered open and though he didn't relax, he did look around, right arm uncurling. He had tangled his oxygen line around his arm. "Steve?" He lifted his head and looked around, disoriented for a moment. Then he remembered he was asleep on the floor in his bedroom, Steve's hand on his back.
Bucky rubbed his hand against his face, involuntary tears welling up. He sniffled and sat up, turning his face from Steve for a moment, embarrassed, as he swiped the tears off his cheeks. "Thanks, Steve."
He scooted in closer to Steve, dragging his blankets with him, and curled against his side, toes worming under Steve's thigh for warmth.
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Date: 2014-06-09 05:08 pm (UTC)He let out a moan of fear and continued to huddle in on himself. Then Steve spoke.
His eyes fluttered open and though he didn't relax, he did look around, right arm uncurling. He had tangled his oxygen line around his arm. "Steve?" He lifted his head and looked around, disoriented for a moment. Then he remembered he was asleep on the floor in his bedroom, Steve's hand on his back.
Bucky rubbed his hand against his face, involuntary tears welling up. He sniffled and sat up, turning his face from Steve for a moment, embarrassed, as he swiped the tears off his cheeks. "Thanks, Steve."
He scooted in closer to Steve, dragging his blankets with him, and curled against his side, toes worming under Steve's thigh for warmth.