You were a bit of a chatterbox, at times - You’d think that it would put Bucky off, irritate him somehow. But… He liked it. He never could hold conversations for too long, he just didn’t want to. But you… You were a total opposite. Your chatty personality complimented Bucky’s more reserved attitude incredibly well, it made him love you all the more.

You even managed to bring out his more playful and affectionate side on occasion too, though he still preferred to be more of the listener in your relationship, he was good at that.

It was a quiet evening in the apartment, the both of you sat on the couch watching TV. But neither of you really cared to focus on what was playing on the screen, since you were chatting about the day you had prior while Bucky just quietly listened.

In an unconscious action, your hand found its way around the back of the couch and into Bucky’s hair, just fiddling with the dark strands as you spoke. And damn, did Bucky like that.

He wasn’t intending to silence you with his action, far from it, but it was definitely a surprise when he leaned in to bury his face in the crook of your neck, sliding one of his arms around your waist.

“Mhm, go on…” He murmured, his voice a little muffled against your skin as he trailed a few kisses down the side of your neck. Did he mean your hand in his hair or you speaking? Probably both. He just couldn’t help himself but soak up as much contact as he could from you, especially when he could listen to your voice whilst he was doing so.