Tonight was the first night Johnny

Tonight was the first night Johnny Storm slept next to Bucky Barnes. He couldn’t help himself but being extremely excited about it. As a result, he couldn’t sleep at all. He was just able to lie down next to Bucky, watching him sleep. And Johnny realized something.

Bucky recumbented. His chest was moving up and down slowly as he breathed. Both of his arms were on top of his stomach. Bucky might be look so peaceful, but he didn’t look relax at all. Bucky was really tense, and that made Johnny frowned.

Johnny knew that Bucky had been through a lot. As a prisoner of war, as a weapon, an asset, brainwashed, had to fight his best friend and only God knows what kind of torture Hydra did to him. So maybe, now he was having nightmares? No wonder Bucky seemed reluctant when Johnny asked to sleep with him tonight.

Johnny sighed, and slowly he reached Bucky’s metal hand. But when he touched it, suddenly Bucky’s eyes opened and without warning, he choked Johnny.

“Hey, Buck,” coughed Johnny. “It’s me.”

When he realized what kind of situation he was in, Bucky’s eyes widened with guilt and he let go his grasp on Johnny’s neck.

Johnny coughed again. Bucky choked him with his normal hand, not the metal one, but it was still hurt as hell.

“I’m sorry,” Bucky said. “I should’ve slept on the sofa.”

He tried to get up from bed, but Johnny hold his chest. Johnny shook his head and said, “No, it’s okay.”

Bucky furrowed. “I could’ve hurt you.”

Johnny pushed Bucky’s chest, made him lied down again. “Nightmare?” he asked.

Bucky avoided Johnny’s gaze. “It will get better eventually.”

Johnny didn’t say anything at first. He just moved closer to Bucky. Johnny’s movement made Bucky looked at him with a confused look.

“Sleep,” Johnny said, answered the unspeakable question in Bucky’s eyes.

Bucky didn’t say anything again. He closed his eyes, turned around, and let the younger boy spooned him. Bucky could feel Johnny’s breath on the nape of his neck, somehow it calmed him down and he fell asleep right away.



When Bucky opened his eyes in the morning. Their position stayed the same. Bucky chuckled. He turned around to face Johnny, and when he saw Johnny’s sleeping face, his heart skipped a beat.

Bucky planted a soft kiss on Johnny’s lips.

“Good morning, Old Man,” greeted Johnny once he woke up because of Bucky’s kiss.

Bucky smiled. “This old man wanna say thank you for last night,” he said. “You successfully turned my nightmares into bad dreams.”

Johnny laughed and moved closer to Bucky, curling in Bucky’s arms. “Bad dreams still sound bad. When will it turn into nice dreams?”

Bucky wrapped Johnny with his arms, knew Johnny wouldn’t protest of his metal arm’s coldness because Johnny could control his body heat. “If you keep sleeping with me every night…”

“It will get better eventually, yeah, you said that last night,” cut Johnny, made Bucky laughed and ruffled the younger boy’s short hair.

“I don’t mind doing something else than sleeping though,” Johnny continued.

Bucky saw a wide smirk on Johnny’s face and kissed him to shut him up.

“Not too soon, boy,” said Bucky in between his kisses. “You should control yourself first. I don’t want you to burn me when I’m inside you.”

Johnny pulled away, lifted an eyebrow. “Who said you will be inside me?”

Bucky just laughed at that, pulled Johnny closer and kissed him again.

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 2:

Malam ini adalah malam pertama Johnny Badai tidur sebelah Bucky Barnes. Dia tidak bisa menahan diri tetapi menjadi sangat bersemangat tentang hal itu. Akibatnya, ia tidak bisa tidur sama sekali. Dia hanya bisa berbaring di sebelah Bucky, mengawasinya tidur. Dan Johnny menyadari sesuatu. Bucky recumbented. Dadanya bergerak naik dan turun perlahan sambil menarik napas. Kedua tangannya berada di atas perutnya. Bucky mungkin terlihat begitu damai, tapi dia tidak tampak bersantai sama sekali. Bucky benar-benar tegang, dan yang membuat Johnny mengerutkan kening. Johnny tahu bahwa Bucky telah melalui banyak. Sebagai tawanan perang, sebagai senjata, aset, dicuci otak, harus berjuang sahabatnya dan hanya Tuhan yang tahu apa jenis penyiksaan Hydra lakukan padanya. Jadi mungkin, sekarang dia sedang mengalami mimpi buruk? Tidak heran Bucky tampak enggan ketika Johnny diminta untuk tidur dengan dia malam ini. Johnny menghela napas, dan perlahan-lahan ia mencapai metal tangan Bucky. Tapi ketika dia menyentuhnya, tiba-tiba mata Bucky terbuka dan tanpa peringatan, dia tersedak Johnny. "Hei, Buck," terbatuk Johnny. "Ini aku." Ketika dia menyadari apa jenis situasi dia di, mata Bucky melebar dengan rasa bersalah dan ia melepaskan genggamannya pada leher Johnny. Johnny batuk lagi. Bucky mencekiknya dengan tangan normal, tidak logam satu, tapi itu masih sakit sekali. "Maafkan aku," kata Bucky. "Aku harus sudah tidur di sofa." Dia mencoba untuk bangun dari tempat tidur, tapi Johnny terus dadanya. Johnny menggeleng dan berkata, "Tidak, tidak apa-apa." Bucky berkerut. "Saya bisa saja menyakiti Anda." Johnny mendorong dada Bucky, membuatnya berbohong turun lagi. "? Mimpi buruk" tanyanya. Bucky menghindari tatapan Johnny. "Ini akan menjadi lebih baik pada akhirnya." Johnny tidak mengatakan apa-apa pada awalnya. Dia baru saja pindah lebih dekat ke Bucky. Gerakan Johnny dibuat Bucky menatapnya dengan tatapan bingung. "Tidur," kata Johnny, menjawab pertanyaan yang tak terkatakan di mata Bucky. Bucky tidak mengatakan apa-apa lagi. Dia menutup matanya, berbalik, dan membiarkan anak muda menyendok dia. Bucky bisa merasakan napas Johnny pada tengkuknya, entah bagaimana menenangkannya dan dia jatuh tertidur segera. Ketika Bucky membuka mata di pagi hari. Posisi mereka tetap sama. Bucky tertawa. Dia berbalik untuk menghadapi Johnny, dan ketika ia melihat wajah tidur Johnny, hatinya berdetak. Bucky mencium lembut di bibir Johnny. "Selamat pagi, Pak Tua," disambut Johnny setelah ia terbangun karena ciuman Bucky. Bucky tersenyum. "Ini orang tua ingin mengucapkan terima kasih untuk semalam," katanya. "Kau berhasil berbalik mimpi buruk saya ke dalam mimpi buruk." Johnny tertawa dan mendekati Bucky, keriting di tangan Bucky. "Mimpi buruk masih terdengar buruk. Ketika itu akan berubah menjadi mimpi bagus? "Bucky dibungkus Johnny dengan tangan, tahu Johnny tidak akan protes dari dingin lengan logam nya karena Johnny bisa mengontrol panas tubuhnya. "Jika Anda terus tidur dengan saya setiap malam ..." "Ini akan menjadi lebih baik pada akhirnya, ya, Anda mengatakan bahwa tadi malam," memotong Johnny, membuat Bucky tertawa dan mengacak-acak rambut pendek anak muda itu. "Saya tidak keberatan melakukan sesuatu yang lain daripada tidur meskipun, "lanjut Johnny. Bucky melihat seringai lebar di wajah Johnny dan mencium dia untuk tutup dia." Tidak terlalu cepat, anak laki-laki, "kata Bucky di antara ciumannya. "Anda harus mengontrol diri Anda terlebih dahulu. Saya tidak ingin Anda untuk membakar saya ketika saya di dalam diri Anda. "Johnny menarik diri, mengangkat alis. "Siapa bilang Anda akan berada di dalam saya?" Bucky hanya tertawa pada saat itu, menarik Johnny lebih dekat dan menciumnya lagi.