Steve jerked back from him, his expression crumpling into anxious hurt, and Bucky realized he was awake now, and it had been a dream. He slid his hands in to cover his face, rubbing at his eyes as he said, “Did I make a sound?”
"No,“ Steve said. "You were quiet, and still, just… shaking a little. I could tell."
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