Re: Sunday night
A small smile came to her lips when Bucky pulled her in close. Her eyes closed as she nuzzled her face into his neck, wanting to be as close to him as she could. His embrace was warm and comforting; she hoped hers was as comforting for him as his was for her.
"I'm always here when you need a reminder," she told him softly. Her hand moved along his bare back in a gentle, comforting motion. She held back a nod at the mention of trauma, not wanting to cause him to move his head from hers. "Yeah, yeah it does," she agreed.
She went quiet. "I love you," she whispered after a few moments of silence.