Bucky had some weird dreams, probably because he kept waking up and then dozing again. He kept dreaming about Steve, about what they'd done last night and what Steve would say when they faced each other in the morning.
That's why Bucky kept trying to sleep, every time he woke up and realized he should go talk to Steve, he just kinda went nope, and shut his eyes again. Dream Steve was pretty dramatic. Dream Steve said things Bucky didn't want to hear.
The next time Bucky opened his eyes, Steve was there, sitting next to him on the bed. Bucky blinked a few times.
Steve.
Not dream Steve, but very real Steve.
“Good morning.” Steve grinned at him, his eyes crinkling fondly. “I know you said midday, but it's not far off.”
Bucky shifted to sit up, very mindful of the fact that he was onl
