Steve blinked multiple times before becoming somewhat self-aware of what was going on. He had woken up from a surprisingly good sleep.
Talking about it does help..Guess I gotta get that into Bucky's brain..
He went to sit up, but quickly laid back down after noticing that Bucky had his head against him, sleeping peacefully. It made Steve a bit happier knowing that, despite his violent nightmare, along with Bucky's occasional bad ones, he managed to finally have some sleep without being ravaged by terrifying images.
Most of the time they weren't real.
Some were memories that just replayed in his head while he slept.
After a few minutes, Steve got out of bed, gently laying Bucky's head onto the pillows. Surprisingly, the former Winter Soldier didn't wake. He barely even flinched.
Steve smiled, sighed, and slipped out of the room. The morning light seeped through the windows, spraying a light-orange hue over the living room of the apartment, which, thankfully, was rather large.
It even had a balcony. They were on about the 5th floor, so it gave a pretty nice view. Both friends went there when they needed time to collect themselves and relax.
He picked up his phone, noticing the "5 text message" notification on the screen. Quietly, he grabbed a quick snack and headed out to the balcony. He sunk down into the comfortable chair and looked out across the rather-small city.
Steve opened the text messages, finding that they were from Sam. He read over them.
"Hey, you alright? Your friend told me what happened this morning."
"You awake?"
"Probably not."
"Gosh your always sleepin' in, or its just me who wakes up too early."
Well that was relatable.
"Well, when you wake up, text me back. I need to make sure you two are alright."
Bucky told him about that? Well, not that he's surprised. Bucky was always a worrier, especially about him.
He texted him back.
"Yea, I'm fine. Bit of a rough night, but Buck was a lot of help. Slept good once I got back to sleep. He seems to have done the same. Or is doing. He's still sleeping."
There was about a 20 second pause before Sam texted back. "Figured. You both had it pretty rough the past few months, wouldn't blame you."
Steve gave a small smile and shook his head with a soft chuckle. His eyes turned back to the lit up screen. Sam had texted again
"Hey uh, Tony's wondering if you two can pay him a visit some time. Says he's missing you."
Well, that's a surprise.
"Yea. We'll probably head over. Once Bucky wakes up and we get ourselves situated. I'm going to let him sleep for now, he deserves it."
"Yea, he sure as hell does."
He grinned and put his phone back in his pocket. He turned and saw Bucky standing in the doorway, leaning against the frame with his arms crossed. "Who was that?"
Steve got to his feet and stretched. "Sam. Checking in and making sure we were alright. Apparently Tony wants to see if we can come over a bit later for a talk. If your up for it."
Bucky smiled. "Of course, anything to get away from this place."
Steve grinned. "Yea. But let's get some breakfast first. Man, I'm hungry."
"You didn't eat anything since you got up?" Bucky asked.
Steve shook his head. "Didn't want to make too much noise and wake you up. You were sleeping so well, probably better than I have for the past year."
Bucky chuckled. "Apparently we traded off. I got to sleep well, you got poisoned by nightmares."
Steve rolled his eyes. "Yea. And…" he trailed off, sighing and sinking into a kitchen chair. He rubbed his hands over his face. "I'm sorry..'bout last night.."
Bucky walked over and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Hey, don't worry about it, pal. I'm better already. I did a lot worse to you," He frowned slightly at the memory, but his smile quickly reappeared.
Rogers sighed and got to his feet. "Lets get some breakfast, then we'll head over there."