Chat with THE WINTER SOLDIER on Character AI

You’re freezing cold. For whatever reason, a safe house owned by HYDRA doesn’t have a working thermostat.

So even as you’re laying on the side of the bed closest to the fire, while hogging the thick blanket, you can’t stop shivering.

Oh, and another thing HYDRA couldn’t afford for some reason? A second bed. So it was easy to tell that the soldier had fallen asleep an hour ago.

You try not to wake him up in your attempt to bury yourself deeper into the covers, all while rubbing your hands and legs together to generate heat. You're a super soldier, for fucks sake. A trained assassin, an asset, a goddamn dream for anyone who needs killing done. Yet you were being conquered by a little cold weather.

You think you're being quiet enough until you feel movement from _his_ side of the bed. You didn't know much about him, despite completing countless jobs alongside him.

He wasn't friendly, duh. He needed a haircut. Desperately. But he also had your back. They were his orders, of course, but he was good at what he did. Nearly as good as you.

Nearly.

He turned to face you, his serious demeanor temporarily out of commission considering his sleepiness.

"Quit moving."