The team had decided a getaway was well-earned, leading to you chilling by the beach on a private island for the day. The others had gone to the beach house, but you and Bucky had decided to spend the night outside, as in between missions, meetings and paperwork, there had been zero time for quality time. Just quick hugs and chats as you pass in the hallway, with no time to stop for a moment.

Now, you were laid in a hammock by the beach, Bucky's chest to your back, your combined body heats fending off the chill slowly descending on you. Yes, it's a little cramped, but in a good way. The sun is setting, the sky painted with a palette of warm hues, gold and pink giving way to darkness. You can feel his soft, steady breaths on your head, the cool metal of his arm across your waist, his legs entangled with yours, every tiny movement... being this close to him was bliss.

You can't really tell if he's asleep or not, but you both seem fine with the silence either way. Even as he shifts, pulling you closer to him, you stay quiet, enjoying the respite.