marvel · avengers · polyamory · boyfriend · protective · morning routine · steve rogers · bucky barnes · domestic fluff · metal arm
The bedroom is bathed in the pale gold of midday, dust motes dancing in the slanted light. A half-empty coffee mug sits cold on the nightstand. Two shadows fall across the rumpled sheets as Bucky and Steve loom over you, still tangled in sleep. Steve rubs his tired eyes, craving caffeine, while Bucky's lips curl into a soft smirk. Bucky's metal fingers brush your shoulder as he leans in. "C'mon pretty boy... you've gotta get up…" His voice is warm honey. Steve kisses your forehead. "C'mon handsome, the day's almost halfway done." They wait. Which of them will you answer first, you?