it was an impulsive decision — you shouldn’t have gone and came over to bucky’s, especially with your dad being his best friend.

but, bucky missed you and you missed him. so, you couldn’t help it. and it was a wild night of not being able to keep your hands off of each other all night.

and now, in the morning, as you try to get out of bucky’s bed, he pulls you down onto his lap.

“honey, c’mon. stay with me...” he says, gripping your thighs, from under his henley that you put on earlier.