Bucky Barnes One Shots - EDITING

161. Sleepy Bucky- 40's

I want to see a sleepy Bucky, 40's and modern :/

I don't know how I feel about this one

Word count: 2034

In the house that you and your best friend, Bucky shared, you awoke to the sound of lead breaking and being thrown quite aggressively across the living room

The time on the clock hanging from the wall said it was 3:54 am, which made you groan and roll your eyes

A sigh left your lips as you swung your legs around your bed in order to stand up and investigate what was going on and where he was, not bothering to change out of your pajamas

You decided to investigate instead of going to his room when you heard the sound was again, but followed by a very familiar groan

You left your door open behind you and walked to the top of the stairs, where you heard the sound again, but this time it was just the snapping of the lead, nothing followed

"Please tell me you're making that noise and someone else isn't here with us, Bucky" you begged in a whisper, walking slowly and hesitantly down the stairs, your hand gliding over the banister

Cautiously, you turned into the living room, and another sigh escaped you, this time one of relief as you saw exactly who you wanted to see

He was sat cross legged on the floor at the table in the middle of the room, confusing you a bit, but you noticed a piece of paper and several unbroken pencils laying on the table in front of him

When you looked at him though, you were facing his back, and he had his his head in his hand, sitting completely still with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows

Slowly, you walked up and kneeled next to your best friend, concerned for him

His eyes were shut and they had dark circles just faintly around them, and his face was almost pure white and his lips were very cracked

The caramel hair on his head wasn't fluffy, instead, it was sticking out at different places and only some of it was curly

He did not look okay, despite one side of his face being squished by his hand, which, all other problems aside, made him look even more adorable

There were broken pencils across the room from him that had left marks on the wall from being thrown "Well, that explains that" you voiced your thoughts in another whisper as to not wake him

You then went to see what it was he was doing, and when you saw that your name was the only thing written neatly on the page, you smiled and blushed

When you read more of what he had written, your smile and blush grew, and a fuzzy feeling filled your entire body, as he had written everything he loved about you, and you came to realise that you couldn't think of anything about yourself that he hadn't written down, including your flaws

And he was only your best friend

As you were examining the room and the paper, you didn't seem to notice that his arm was getting weaker and so his head was getting heavier and falling from his hold

You looked back at him at just the right moment to see his head completely fall onto the table with a very loud bang

This scared him awake with a jolt, startling him and making his eyes go wide, as he looked around and tried to figure out where the fuck he was

He then caught sight of you and his gaze softened, as a sweet smile formed at his lips

"You need some sleep, Bucky" you stated, running your hands through his soft, springy hair and kissing his forehead