Bucky rubs his hands together briskly, letting out a quiet sigh. It was bitterly cold in Alaska, where he and Steve were on one of their first missions.

Bucky was nervous for his first mission since being the Winter Soldier. He wasn't sure he was ready, mentally. What if he snapped?

He frowns worriedly at the thought, stepping outside of the quinjet, his boots clanking on the cold metal. He wind bites at his face and neck, and he wraps his arms around himself, blowing out a frosty breath.

He glances up at the sky and pauses, staring, wide-eyed. The sky was lit with brilliant colours, with blues and greens and pale yellows. It was a dancing rainbow in the dark, flickering softly in the midnight sky.

He slowly takes a seat on the edge of the ramp of the quinjet, shivering slightly. He doesn't take his eyes off of the sky.

The lights were so calming, and they were just amazing.

Steve steps to the doorway and looks at the brunette, before walking down to join him.

Bucky glances at him briefly before turning his gaze back upwards. Steve sits quietly, wrapping his arms around his legs.

"So what do you think?" Steve asks quietly after a moment, looking over at him, a small smile on his face.

"I... This is incredible," Bucky says softly, chuckling a little. Steve looks down and smiles a little to himself.  The brunette glances over at him briefly, before biting his lip a little and looking back towards the sky.

"Glad we can finally see it," Steve comments quietly, seemingly more so to himself than Bucky. Nevertheless, the brunette nods in agreement and sighs contentedly. He subconsciously shuffles an inch closer to Steve. Purely for warmth, of course, no other reason.

"Hey, we should probably get some sleep," Steve muses and Bucky huffs a little.

"Just a while longer?" He asks, giving Steve his puppy eyes, big and innocent. Steve studies him a moment before nodding his head and lying back against the ramp.

"Fine, but I'm cold. C'mere," he speaks and gestures Bucky towards him. With a roll of his eyes and a smirk on his face, Bucky lies on the freezing metal beside him and they huddle next to each other for warmth.

They watch the Northern Lights for a while longer, both silent and at peace.  Still, they stole glances at each other once in a while, and smiled at each other.

"Alright, let's head to bed," Bucky concludes after twenty minutes. They both get to their feet and step back into the quinjet but Bucky pauses and pokes his head back outside to get a final look at the sky, before joining his friend for the night.

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I saw a prompt for this somewhere, something like this, and I really wanted it to turn out. I think it did. :)