In Your Warmth I Forget (How Cold It Can Be) ~ by charlesdk [2,786 words; G]
“Do you still get cold?” he asked, breaking the silence. The camp was quiet outside Steve's tent, everyone asleep except for the ones on watch and the few who couldn't.
“Not like I used to. Guess I run hot now. No more worrying about getting pneumonia or dying of hypothermia.”
With a quiet hum, Bucky nodded. It should make him happy. It did make him happy.








