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𝚋𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚜. ([personal profile] armeyets) wrote 2021-04-23 12:59 pm (UTC)

[ That smirk grows into a proper shit-eating grin — his favourite kind, honestly — as Daisy points that out. For a moment, she can see a glimmer of the mouthy soldier he'd once been, all the playful attitude he'd once wielded in comfort around Steve. ]

Told you so.

[ And she's mentioned coffee, and at the thought of it, Bucky realises he could also really do with a cup. He could lie here for a while with her, but that nervous energy needs somewhere to go, and he's usually so sleep-deprived that he needs that kick of caffeine in the morning too.

With a preemptive apology, he reaches an arm across her, and for a moment it looks like he's just going to sprawl his body over hers— but then he keeps going, a hand and a foot pressed into the covers on Daisy's other side, and he uses it to vault himself and roll neatly over her, almost falling out of the bed, but he thankfully catches himself at the last moment. They'd walked past the kitchen on this floor last night, so he remembers where it is, assumes he can probably figure out the coffee machine. He rises to his feet, instinctively rolls his shoulder again, checking the limberness of the arm after the damage it took yesterday. It's fine.
]

How do you take your coffee?

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