(OOC: I can definitely see an alternate ending, though who the heck would be able to stop both Cap and WS from winning over the world? I also see them being sent on a mission together to see if they are capable of working together well. There is nothing wrong with horrible.)
He had not expected to change the position in which he slept and not realize it until he came awake. He normally wasn't allowed to move at all, contained with restraints or not on anything large enough that was safe to move too much. It was very novel to know he had gone to sleep on his side and ended up curled up on his belly, his face warm and pleasant when resting on the other weapon's strong shoulder.
The hold on him was secure, arms tucked around him to keep the new position, and his metal fingers flexed against the waist that they had lazily been settled on. He still grudgingly opened one eye at the caress to his face, surveying the other man but making no motions to remove himself at the present time.
He stretched his legs and bit down a noise at his stiffness, and it was really only the blond that coaxed him to move. He was slow and awkward as he normally was fresh out of cryofreeze, but he managed to get to his feet and slowly stretch his arms and back even when the motions pulled at the healing surgery lines on his body. "Was I unconscious for long?"
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He had not expected to change the position in which he slept and not realize it until he came awake. He normally wasn't allowed to move at all, contained with restraints or not on anything large enough that was safe to move too much. It was very novel to know he had gone to sleep on his side and ended up curled up on his belly, his face warm and pleasant when resting on the other weapon's strong shoulder.
The hold on him was secure, arms tucked around him to keep the new position, and his metal fingers flexed against the waist that they had lazily been settled on. He still grudgingly opened one eye at the caress to his face, surveying the other man but making no motions to remove himself at the present time.
He stretched his legs and bit down a noise at his stiffness, and it was really only the blond that coaxed him to move. He was slow and awkward as he normally was fresh out of cryofreeze, but he managed to get to his feet and slowly stretch his arms and back even when the motions pulled at the healing surgery lines on his body. "Was I unconscious for long?"