[Despite not having spent much time in here at all, Bucky knows where he is. Who he's with. He might not know what time or day it is but he knows they're both safe and most likely alone and that's ultimately what matters.
His idea of a morning usually involves lying tangled up in sheets sticking to his skin for too long, closing his eyes and contemplating whether he should bother getting out of bed - is it Dr. Raynor day? Otherwise, should he even bother with the whole day or just lie there alone with his demons and his unsettling discontent?
Clearly that's not her idea of a morning and in an attempt to appear in as good of a headspace as he claims to be, he puts in the effort to roll over with a long, reluctant groan and try to encourage Sarah to come back into bed with an outstretched hand.]
Coffee can wait until 11, can't it? [Nothing says 'come baaack' like a bit of flailing and clawing at thin air.]
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His idea of a morning usually involves lying tangled up in sheets sticking to his skin for too long, closing his eyes and contemplating whether he should bother getting out of bed - is it Dr. Raynor day? Otherwise, should he even bother with the whole day or just lie there alone with his demons and his unsettling discontent?
Clearly that's not her idea of a morning and in an attempt to appear in as good of a headspace as he claims to be, he puts in the effort to roll over with a long, reluctant groan and try to encourage Sarah to come back into bed with an outstretched hand.]
Coffee can wait until 11, can't it? [Nothing says 'come baaack' like a bit of flailing and clawing at thin air.]