[Tilting his head, Rumlow placed a kiss to the Soldier's temple. Curling his body around him, embrace protective as much as it was encompassing, he ignored the smell of blood in the air and focused on comforting the Soldier. He was warm in his arms, actually nice, given their house had some blessed A/C.]
Some of the time. I get good and bad.
[Rumlow's hand began to slide up and down the Soldier's back. He understood the discomfort of nightmares. As he said, he'd experienced a few since being here. Burning, trapped. Then there was the monster. He had a few nightmares about it too. He imagined the Soldier had plenty to work through in his sleep. Memories, probably, returning.]
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Some of the time. I get good and bad.
[Rumlow's hand began to slide up and down the Soldier's back. He understood the discomfort of nightmares. As he said, he'd experienced a few since being here. Burning, trapped. Then there was the monster. He had a few nightmares about it too. He imagined the Soldier had plenty to work through in his sleep. Memories, probably, returning.]