Bucky was a little surprised in the fierceness of the hold. But held back the light grunt as he wrapped his arms around him. There were things about Steve that he noticed that hadn't been there before bed. The beard for one. The longer hair. And in that moment he knew Steve had gone back. He didn't know what happened, but it couldn't be good.
He lightly stroked over his husbands back. Keeping any dumb questions at bay. "How long were you gone?" It was the only thing he could think to ask. And even that was whispered.