#popreq:bedsharing

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lay your head down next to mine. by wishingwell44 (WIP | 2,905 | M)

Steve is zoning out at work, not really paying attention to...anything really. Breakups will do that to you.

Bucky Barnes is trying to cheer him up. Anything will do, really.

When Bucky books a winter getaway, both of them are neither prepared to face their feelings, nor the singular bed in their hotel room.

Smile by TheLocket (oneshot | 8,463 | M)

When an official Captain America press event runs over, the whole crew gets stuck in Cincinnati overnight. With only a few rooms left at the hotel, Bucky offers to bunk with Steve—how bad could it be? But he forgot how awful Steve can be as a roommate. He has no personal space. He never wears clothes. And, even worse, he smells really good.

Bucky is in for a rough night.

Nothin' more then Friends by layaandchloe (WIP | 5,012 | T) *chose not to warn

Steve is pining after Bucky. Bucky hasn't noticed or reciprocated. Or has he? Lots of angst and a shared bed in Mexico.

Snowed In by emphasisonem (oneshot | 2,748 | M)

“Ok, keep it together, Steve,” the blond whispers to himself as he towels dry, glancing at his reflection in the fogged mirror. “You’re just sharing a bed. With your best friend. Who you want to kiss. It’s fine. This is fine.”

This is not fine.

Reasons why I want to recommend it are:

1. Stucky pairing

2. Siren! Bucky

3. Has around 40+ chapters

4. Has been completed

Last but not least,

5. Such an awesome read, with amazing artworks and very eloquent way of wording by the author

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like a road through mountains by icoulddothisallday (WIP | 69,696 | M)

Soulmate AU that follows Steve and Bucky from childhood as they figure out the world, claim an identity, and learn to love each other.

“You want one?” Bucky offers, holding out the palmful of candy. Steve looks up, blinkin’ and lookin’ surprised. He’s got blue eyes like his momma — he looks a lot like her, with blue eyes and a pointy chin. Bucky looks mostly like his dad. He wonders where Steve’s dad is.

“Oh. Um, sure. Thanks.” Steve reaches out like he thinks maybe Bucky’s gonna bite him or somethin’. Steve’s skinny fingers brush the skin of Bucky’s hand and they both gasp.

Feelin’ rushes through Bucky, all hot and cold, and then warmth sinkin’ down into his bones, and he can feel his heartbeat in his mark, which is goin’ all purple lookin’. Bucky gets a little dizzy and he kinda wishes he could sit down, but all he can do is stand there and stare at Steve.

“But —” Bucky stutters. “You’re a boy!” Complete, posts twice a week.

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My Love Paramour* by Ambienthands (WIP | 94,709 | M) *chose not to warn

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A Minute, A Day, No More.* by Jerckcurb (WIP | 45,411 | M) *chose not to warn, past /others, mentions of assault