Bucky casually taking the lead in looking out for Bob, but it’s low key and slow, because whilst he absolutely gets what it’s like to be unstable, powerful and feared for it, what he *doesn’t* know is how to be the adultier adult friend.
Oh, he used to, back in the day when Steve weighed 90lbs soaking wet and could pick a fight with a guy twice his size in two seconds flat, but those days are long gone and besides - Bob is a lot of things, but he ain’t Steve.
No, he’s far more like Bucky - supernaturally souped up and more than a little afraid of what lies within him. Unsure if this tremendous power can ever be used for good, or if he’s doomed to live out his days as damaged property.
But… as the days, and then the weeks and eventually the months go by, and Bucky settles into this unasked for role of Avenger, he starts to learn that he’s got something that can help. That can bring a positive change to the world.
And when Bob looks back at him, he can see something else of himself reflected there, too.
John named his son Michael. John named him after his deceased brother, who died in the Army when he was young.
After his divorce from Olivia, he decided to stay out of his son's life, believing they would be better off without him. He only checks in occasionally and always pays child support on time; otherwise, the guilt would eat him alive because he knows he did this to himself and his family.
Summary: your husband and a bunch of strangers show up at your house in the middle of the night.
Warnings: John walker, swearing
A/n: The car they have is a mini van instead of the van they had in the movie, so with actual seats and that stuff - so minor change, that's all.
^the car seating plan
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"Where are we going?" Ava asks, being the third person in the last ten minutes to ask Bucky this. "We'll be there shortly" He grounds out, the same response he's given the last two times.
John is about to say something but is quickly stopped by the glare wielded his way from Yelena. From the past three days of knowing him, she's gotten used to knowing that whenever he opens his mouth, something stupid comes out. Every. Time. And every time, it looks like Bucky is that much closer to pummeling him.
Another fifteen minutes later and Bucky pulls the van into a dirt road leading away from any civilization. Ava and Yelena look out the rear window as the main road is getting further and further away.
The two women glance at each other in concern of where they're heading and how Bucky isn't telling them anything about it. "This seems more like a kidnapping than staying under the radar" Ava finally says when Bucky continues driving deeper into the forest.
"I'm sure the winter soldier knows where we're going and what he's doing. We're fine." Alexei says with a hefty laugh as he's watching from the window beside him.
Bucky meanwhile lets out an aggravated sigh to himself, but he doesn't say anything since in just mere minutes, they'll arrive at the location. The location of which feels like he hasn't been to in way too long for his liking.
And that location is a cabin. A cabin that Tony had set up for his wife during the blip so she wouldn't have to put on any kind of act by being around others all the time. That woman just so happened yo be you, Y/n Barnes.
You're an ex. shield agent that helped Steve with finding Bucky after the events of Pierce and Hydra still being active, as well as the whole project insight fail. Bucky and you caught feelings for each other after some time of finding him again and through the events of the team splitting up and fighting against Thanos, both times. After the second time and all the tragedy, you guys decided to get married. Not that it didn't come with hardships, like the whole therapy thing and having to forgive himself and make amends, and the flagsmashers. But all in all, you love each other.
Which is how you find your eyebrows furrowing as you hear a rusty sound of a car driving along the path towards the cabin. That wasn't normal. Your husband always comes home on his bike, only a car a few times, but those times he alerted you. This time though, you got no communication from him that says not to worry.
So, you immediately turn the light off in the living room and grab your gun from the holster on your thigh. Yes, you may be alone out here, but it doesn't mean danger can't find you. Plus, this is what you were trained for.
You silently move through the pitch black house, the only light coming from the headlights of the car illuminating the halls from through the windows. Sticking to the shadows, you make your way outside through a hidden door at the side of the house.
The gun with your finger on the trigger is held firmly down to your right side as you trek silently to the corner to get a glimpse at who's in the car.
"What is this place?" Yelena asks when Bucky turns off the ignition and pulls the keys out. Instead of answering, Bucky just gets out of the car and puts his hands up after closing the door.
"I know you're there. It's me." He calls out to, appearance wise, no one. This makes everyone still in the van look at each other with confused gazes before unbuckling their seatbelts and getting out of the mini van as well. Except for Yelena right away, she stays to wake Bob up. He had nodded off an hour ago in the drive, his head rested against the small window to his left.
You come out of your hiding spot behind the corner of the house with your gun held in front of you, your legs spread in a fighting stance. That is until it's confirmed that it's in fact your husband and no trick.
Paying no mind to the other people coming out of the car, you holster your gun and go over to him. Bucky quickly wraps his arms around you and holds you close to him. He rests his head on your shoulder as he breathes in the light scent of your shampoo that's still lingering from the shower you took this morning.
As Yelena and Bob emerge from the beat up mini van, you and bucky pull apart from one another to face the group of them who are now acting as though they weren't just watching what happened.
You scan over everyone and the last person, your face twists in something someone can only call as disgust. John Walker. "Hey, Y/n, long time no see?" The man at least has the decency to be weary and nervous, scratching the back of his neck. "Could be longer" You say sharply before taking your eyes off him, and just stare at the group as a whole instead.
"Wait, who is this?" Yelena is the one to speak up. "This is Y/n. My wife." Bucky smiles softly, the most genuine look on his face they've seen on him as he looks at you.
"You have a wife?" Several versions of this questions rise from the group, but get off from a glare he sends their way.
"Hey. Nice to meet you guys, I guess" You look back up at your husband before to them again. "Who are you exactly and why do you look like you just went ten rounds with a tornado?" You ask with a raised eyebrow as you take in how disheveled they all look.
"It's best we explain inside." Bucky says. You let out a puff of air before nodding after a moment and taking a key out of your boot. You head to the front door and unlock it, your husband by your side as the rest of them follow inside.
You turn the lights on as Bucky closes and locks the door and enacts the security system that runs through the house and property. "This way" You say and lead them to the living room. As they take a seat, all basically bursting with confusion still, you go over to your husband.
"Why the hell didn't you tell me you were coming, Buck!?" You exclaim in a hushed whisper. "I didn't have any way of communicating you. And I was a little pre-occupied" He glances at the people in the next room over. "I was worried about you" you finally say. "I didn't know what was happening. All I knew was how you bailed on your congressman meetings and had apparently gone rogue."
"I know, and I'm so sorry, darling. But I promise, I'm alright, and we'll tell you everything that happened" Bucky says and presses a kiss to your lips. You melt into it for a second before remembering about the occupants in the next room over.
"Come on, mind as well get this over with." He says quietly into your ear and wraps your hand in his. He leads you to the living room and to in front of the fireplace to face everyone.
"Alright, this is Alexei, Ava, Yelena, and Bob." Bucky introduces them to you. "And him as well," he quickly nods over to John, not wanting to draw too much of your attention to the man that you loath. And boy, does Bucky understand, but nows not the time.
Yelena does a little awkward wave. "Alright. Would someone like to inform me what the hell exactly happened?" You cross your arms and lean against the fireplace mantle.
They all glance at each other before Yelena sighs and sits up straighter, starting to summarize everything that happened to them up to when Bucky met them and blew up Alexie's limo. At that you look at your husband with a raised brow before Yelena continues, the others popping in at times as well.
Once everyone was finished explaining the events leading up to them arriving here, you pinch the bridge of your nose and quietly groan. "Valentina? As in the same woman from three years ago, is behind this whole thing?"
You get multiple nods and 'yeah's from the group. "Wonderful. Well, next time you plan to see her, bring me with. I have a thing or two to say...or do" the ex spy in you is coming out.
"Does he usually fall asleep like that" you're attention is drawn to Bob who is asleep with his head resting on the back couch cushioning. "Uh, he's been through a lot." Ava says.
"Okay, yeah," you sigh, "Well, down the hall are some bedrooms. You guys look like you need to clean up and some sleep yourselves." You point down the hall to your right.
"Thank you" Yelena nods, the rest of them saying thanks as well before standing and going down the hall. Though John goes over to lift Bob. "Don't bother, he can stay in the couch, he seems peaceful" you tell him, trying to fight off the growl even though technically the man was doing something sweet (ish).
He relents and nods, not wanting to get into a fight with you at this time, knowing he won't win. You go over to the younger man and have him lay down more comfortably on the couch with a pillow, as well as draping one of the throw blankets over him.
"Though if you break anything, I will personally come after you" you call down the hallway before going upstairs to your bedroom with Bucky.
"You're very authoritative. It's good, they actually listened to you" he says once you guys get to your shared room.
"That's cause I'm such an amazing person" you smirk. But a moment later, you smack your husband upside the head. "What was that for?" He asks, surprised at the action, not like it hurt that much anyways.
"For worrying me. And for the stupid shit you did" you say before kissing him softly.
A fighter pilot from a tainted legacy is given the chance to prove she’s the best of the best, but she’s never faced odds this great before. Can she overcome heartache and tragedy to have it all? Fighter Pilot!Bucky Barnes x Reader AU
“Just wanted the world to know how happy my wife makes me.”
Ding!
A notification popped up on your phone.
You were currently staring at the screen of the computer, the charts and figures seemed blurry as your eyes were threatening to close. Going back to the office after months and months of working from home might sound nice, considering that you could finally go outside and meet your colleagues again but you forgot how boring your job was. Sighs and yawns escaped your mouth after hours of sitting in front of the desk. How you wish you could be at home now cuddling with your personal ‘teddy bear’ a.k.a. your husband.
Bucky’s been at the gym more frequently, and his physique was getting visibly bigger. Well, he was already ripped and big before but now he was just … huge. You definitely weren’t complaining because you loved being engulfed and squished by him when you were cuddling.
Your phone chimed again, the screen of your phone lit up, showing a picture of an extremely overjoyed Bucky laughing (probably the time Sam faceplanted, or was it the time Steve turned beet red when a cute guy flirted with him?).
James Bucky Barnes (BockyBarnes107) started following you.
BockyBarnes107 liked your post.
Huh?
You opened the app and tapped onto the profile to find your husband’s face staring back at you, the only post was about half an hour ago. The photo was the one you took of him when he took you out on a picnic one summer and you remembered Bucky enjoyed it more than you do, hence the wide grin on his face.
You heard an exaggerated cough coming from behind you, hinting that you should focus on your job. Scrambling to get back to work without your boss chewing your ear, you toss your phone aside, the request long forgotten.
When you stepped inside the house, the atmosphere felt different. It was as if a ghost had been haunting this place since the 1700s and you quickly understood why as your husband was sitting on the couch with his shoulders slumped. He turned his head towards your direction, loads of sadness in his eyes with a slight pout on his lips.
“Why didn’t you accept my request,” Bucky frowned and you paddled towards him, crawling in between his legs, hugging him tightly, face buried in his chest(you called them tiddies behind his back).
“Sorry, work’s a bitch. Cuddle me right now.”
You sat there in Bucky’s embrace for a while, basking in the warm sunset glow, enjoying the serene peacefulness. Until you reminded yourself of something.
“Hehe, Bocky.” You snorted at the username, didn’t even bother to suppress your laughter as your entire body was shaking. “Bocky Barnes.”
Bucky rolled his eyes when you almost toppled over the couch by laughing too hard.
Can anyone blame him? BuckyBarnes was taken, as well as BuckyBarnes107, and also JamesBuckyBarnes, he didn’t really have a choice.
“Sorry, sorry,” you cradled his face between your hands, squeezing his cute cheeks, “I’m so proud of you, ‘Bocky’ Barnes.” Before he could protest about the name, you kissed him on the lips.
“I’m so proud of you, babe,” you teased as you carded your fingers through his hair. He liked it when you ruffled and combed his hair with your fingers, though he would never admit it. “What makes you want to create an account?”
He shrugged then smiled at you, “Just wanted the world to know how happy my wife makes me.”
Renee just stares at Bucky’s eyes wide as Bucky looks at her. Peter looks between then and just smiles not knowing.
“Renee! I was just telling Mr. Barnes here how you made his arm.” Renee just nods as Bucky’s blue eyes bore into Renee.
“Thank you, Peter, Mr. Barnes and I had an appointment to meet and talk and such.” Renee smiles small as Bucky nods getting the hint. Peter just smiles and nods.
“I’ll leave you to it! It was amazing meeting you Mr. Barnes you are my hero.” Bucky smiles at Peter as Renee leads him and her to a secluded area.
“Okay… Now we can talk.” Renee looks up as Bucky stares at her his hand runs through his hair as he shakes a little.
“Peter said you made my arm you made… You make all the prosthetics.” He whispers as Renee slowly nods her head and gently takes a hold of Bucky’s hands.
“I’m sorry Bucky I just… You had no idea who I was, and I liked that for once I was the star-struck fangirl.” Bucky chuckles at that a little and looks up at her.
“So, you’re a Stark?” Renee nods as Bucky just takes a breath Renee gently squeezes his hand and smiles.
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