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Bucky’s Warmth

Skinny!Steve is hell cold in their shared apartmant and keeps refusing Bucky’s offers to join him in the bed.

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‘Steve,
please, get in here!’ Bucky said a bit louder these words for the thousands
time at that night. Even if it was night and complete calmness and silence in
their apartment he wasn’t sure his friend could hear it at the first five
times. 

‘No, Buck, I’m all good, go to sleep!’ Steve replied
from the living room, his voice clearly shaking from the cold. Bucky shook his
head and fall back on the mattress with a loud annoyed sigh. He would sleep, he
really would but he couldn’t until Steve was laying on the couch clearly and
loudly shaking by the terrible cold. 

‘Please, Steve! You are wearing two sweaters and you
are still cold, come in here!’ The brunette’s voice was calm and patient in
contrast with his feelings. He was so done with Steve’s stubbornness for that
day. He got no reply, so he kept talking. ‘Steve, if you are not coming in
I will go out and carry you to the bed, I swear!’ He tried, but still didn’t
get any answer, the only thing he could hear was Steve’s teeth clenching
together as he was shaking. 

‘I can fight you, Buck! Don’t think you are stronger just
because you are the taller one!’ The blond man replied with clear resistance
and seemingly ready to fight. 

‘Please, I’d love to sleep, but I can’t until you are
freezing, it’s too loud, Stevie!’ Bucky laughed and got out of the bed. He
hissed a little when his feet touched the icy cold ground. ‘We can’t
afford buying medicines tomorrow, because you caught a cold!’ He said gently
and sat on a cushion next to the couch.

‘What are you doing?’ Steve asked a bit startled and
lift his head from the couch. 

‘I’m gonna sit here with you until you finally come to
the bed. I’m even going to sleep here if you insist on staying.’ He announced
with a similarly stubborn tone. 

‘You are the worst! Why do you care so much?’ Steve
snorted turning to his back and staring at the cracked ceiling. ‘You gonna
catch a cold, Bucky!’

‘Not if you come to the bed!’ He claimed and rest his
forehead on his forearms which hugged his knees tightly. It really was cold, he
just hoped that he could convince Steve like this. After a few minutes he
started shaking as well, even if he tried to pull his knees as close to himself
as he could. 

His ears caught a little shuffling noise, and he could
feel Steve standing next to him. 

‘So, are you coming?’ He mumbled as his footsteps lead
to Bucky’s bedroom. The brunette’s lips curled up a little before he got up and
crawled into the bed too. He laid behind Steve not touching him but close
enough to make him a bit warmer. 

In a few minutes Steve let out a content sigh as the
heat radiating from Bucky quickly warmed his frozen limbs. With both of them
under the blankets made it feel definitely warmer and more comfortable. Bucky
was fast asleep, he could hear his deep steady breathing behind him. Easy for
him he hadn’t felt this weird tingly, chest pressing, exciting feeling which
made his toes curl in joy. 

Finally, he could fall asleep listening to the steady
breathing of his friend and the warmth surrounding his body. He automatically
scooted closer to Bucky in his sleep pressing his back to his wide chest.
Strong arms got wrapped around his fragile waist as the brunette pulled him
closer burying his nose to the cork of Steve’s neck and deeply inhaled the
familiar scent of his. 

It felt nice and natural to sleep like this, wrapped
around each other, Bucky curling up to Steve’s back protectively, trying to
prevent him from being cold. They stayed like this during the whole night, it
was only the morning, left Bucky surprised when he woke up with Steve’s blond
locks blocking his view on his chest. He didn’t move first, he wanted to enjoy
this moment for a little, feeling the soft skin under his fingers and the slow
breathing against his side. Than he tilted his head to place a long, gentle
kiss on the messy blond hair. Maybe one day he can tell him. Maybe one day he
can tell Steve, maybe one day he will sleep in his bed voluntarily and maybe then
they can wake up like this every day, holding each other tight and safe. 

Imagine Chris Beck warming you up

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Imagine laying on your bed at your room in the dorm, but every attempt of yours to fall asleep fails. It’s too cold. Yesterday the heating got broke and now it was freezing cold in the whole building. Thank God it wasn’t one of the coldest days of winter, but more than 24 hours without heating made you feel more and more uncomfortable. You were trying everything to get yourself warm somehow, but nothing worked.

You reached our for your phone and than quickly pulled your hands back under the blankets. The blue light of your phone was too much for a couple of seconds, but you must write to Chris. Thank god, he didn’t left for the weekend, which meant he will share your feelings against the current situation. 

The conversation wan’t too long, you explained to him that even under two blankets and wearing your warmest socks and pj you are still too cold to be able to fall asleep. Obviously it wan’t such a big deal to him. Men somehow were these magical creatures who seemed to be resistant for cold. He reassured you that you won’t die, and even if you do you have to write that test on next Thursday. He also promised if he won’t see you tomorrow at the cafeteria sipping your morning coffee he will check whether you turned into an ice cube during the night or not.

You slipped your phone under your pillow and tried to get comfortable and warm enough to fall asleep. Soon you could hear knocking on your door and you could hear Chris’ voice calling out your name.

‘Come in!’ You said loud enough him to hear, and sneak in your room. ‘What are you doing here?’ You asked peaking out of the multiple layers. 

‘You know, Sunshine, it wouldn’t be fair to you to die and skip that test next week.’ He giggles and a cheeky smile appears on his face. You just shake your head and let him sit on your bed, then lift the blankets to slip under them. He is still smiling at you, which makes you face lighten up. You crawl to a bit left to give him more space. This bed was not made for two people. 

‘You are so kind.’ You said with a mocking tone. 

“Well, I here to warm you up, so, yeah, I am kind.’ Strong arms were wrapping around your body, pulling you closer to him. It feels too nice. His skin radiates warmth and his scent finds it’s way to your subconscious calming your nerves immediately.  

‘Thank you!’ You whisper and he laughs softly, pulling you even closer. Slowly your body is warming up thanks to Chris. ‘Are you asleep?’ You ask voice low and uncertain. 

‘No, I’m trying to figure out if you’ve got warmed up already. You feel a bit warmer.’ He answers and starts to rub his hands up and down on your back. 

‘It’s getting better- but, please don’t leave. You feel so good.’ You mutter closing your eyes, inhaling his scent deeply. He pauses in his movements for a second, before placing a gentle kiss on you forehead. You must have been partly asleep if you didn’t notice how did your last sentence sounded. 

He turned you to your other side. Now he was spooning you, it was a lot more comfortable and a lot less tempting. You sighed as his warm chest and tights were pressed against your back and legs. He held you close and wrapped his arm around you hips, pulling the blanket up until your neck to keep you warm. 

‘I’m not going anywhere, Sunshine. I love cuddling you.’ He sighed and buried his nose into your hair, inhaling your scent, holding you tight. 

You instinctively interlocked your fingers and pulled them to your mouth. Chris didn’t say a thing before gently kissing your neck and brushing his lips to your smooth skin. 

It was more than comfortable, cuddling you like this, holding you in his arms. He fall asleep quickly, secretly hoping the workers will be too lazy to fix the heating during the weekend, so maybe he will be able to come tomorrow too. Maybe finally you will notice his so obvious crush on you and reciprocate his feelings.