Wake Up
"Steve." Bucky nudged her boyfriend's sleeping figure. "Steve wake up."
"What time is it?" Steve mumbled grumpily into his pillow.
"2:34 in the morning." Bucky whispered.
"Go back to sleep." Steve grumbled, rolling over to look at his girlfriend. He made a sound of shock as he saw Bucky in her full gear, and the new bulletproof vest Fury had sent to her.
"I got a call. My handler needs me in Belarus." Bucky drummed her fingers nervously on one of her handguns.
"Ok." Steve paused, waiting to see if Bucky would do good on the promise she had made about a month before.
"Will you come with me?" Steve almost laughed at the juxtaposition. Here was Bucky--the Winter goddamn Soldier--innocently asking him to join her on some specials ops mission. Steve reached up, unclipped Bucky's mask, and kissed her fully on the mouth. He felt her smile beneath his lips before pushing him playfully away and replacing her mask.
"Give me ten minutes to get ready." Steve rolled out of bed, running a hand though his hair. "And don't leave without me."