“..Y’know layin’ in bed like that really won’t help much. Ya need some fresh air!”
Aaron stuck his tongue out slightly, walking over to the curtains and pulling them open. “’Sides, Steve texted me and told me ya need ta get out of bed. At least for a little while. I’ll drag ya out if I have ta-”
Quickly, Bucky rolled over and AWAY from the light that came in through the window, yanking the blankets up over his head so that his eyes were covered. If there was anything that he still wasn’t fully used to, the sun was it. Of course, he didn’t tell Aaron that. He didn’t need ANOTHER person to know about one of his weaknesses; Steve was enough.
“Well you can tell Steve that I’m not getting up off’a this bed,” he grumbled, only to pause and poke his head out from under the blanket a bit. Did he REALLY just threaten to try and DRAG him out? A slight laugh escaped his lips as he watched the ginger, forcing himself up into a slight sitting position ( still turned away from the window ).
❝ This world will try to bend you, break you. Scare you, shake you. Make you question all the things that make you. It will hurt, it won't be easy. Sometimes it's barely worth believing. But hope is light and fear is heavy. ❞ Ⓒ
Ind. & Selective BUCKY BARNES as told by Rae. Post-Civil War, slightly canon divergent. NSFW+
ANY CIVIL WAR SPOILERS WILL BE TAGGED AS "CW SPOILERS". Spoilers will be tagged until mid-june.
