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I'm gonna be taking a small "hiatus" for the next few days so that I can hopefully stay more focused and get my work done. I'm going to be deleting the tumblr app, but please feel free to send me messages and whatnot. I'll still be logging in on the computer about once a day so that I can add to the queue and answer any messages. But if I don't respond immediately, that's why.

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U can do it my love 😍😍 ur so strong and smart

noooooooooooooo u stop that. stop being so nice to me. u stop.

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yay!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! congratulations love!

!!!!!! its just!! too much for me!! ((tbh i probably owe all of them to u))

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When Bucky gets home, Sam’s words fresh in his ears, the apartment is silent. The curtains are drawn, light from the streetlights seeping in under the hems, the only source of light as he makes his way down the hall. He kicks his boots off before he goes into the bedroom, pads forward on silent feet, sets his bag down on the dresser before crossing to the bed.

Steve’s sprawled across it, fast asleep, head buried in Bucky’s pillow. Bucky pauses at the foot of the bed, lets his eyes adjust to the dark with a gentle smile tugging at his lips, before starting to strip down. He’s peeling his pants off down his calves when he hears a sleepy mumble, the rustle of sheets. He glances up as he steps out of the garment, smile widening as he sees Steve peering over his shoulder at Bucky, blinking tiredly.

Abandoning the idea of sleep clothing, Bucky crawls up onto the mattress, kissing between Steve’s shoulder blades before kissing his nose. “Buck,” he mumbles, voice lazy with sleep. “You’re home.”

"Sorry I’m late baby,” Bucky murmurs in response, cupping Steve’s jaw, laying a kiss on Steve’s cheek before nosing down to his jaw. “Y’should go back to sleep,” he adds, settling on his side, pressed against Steve’s. He settles his hand on Steve’s back, sneaks it down under the tangled sheet until it’s resting on the curve of Steve’s hip.

Steve twists to face Bucky, movements lethargic, and presses himself against Bucky’s front before mumbling “Get under the covers Buck.”

With his free hand, Bucky catches the edge of the duvet, and with a bit of wriggling he’s under. Pressing himself back to Steve in a warm line from chest to shin, he sighs happily. “Glad you’re home,” Steve mumbles as soon as he’s settled, and Bucky smiles, kisses Steve’s forehead.

“Glad to be home Steve.”