Bucky grinned from the doorway, Steve clinging to his back. “Delivery. Got a meeting with Phil.” He shouldered inside and dumped Steve on the sofa. “He’s slightly cranky. I’d suggest a nap.” He kissed her cheek. “Found out this morning he’s been denying being little because he doesn’t want to be a burden.” He rolled his eyes. “He’s a doll. I gotta run. But make sure to spoil him for me.”
“Wait!” Amelia called out to Bucky, grabbing a file before pulling on the Winter Soldier’s metal hand. “Give this to Coulson as well. And behave,” she ‘requested’, wagging a finger at him before she leaned up, kissing his cheek to see him out.
Amelia then turned her focus onto Steve. She walked back to the couch, sitting down next to him. "Hey, sweetie," she cooed, gently rubbing his arm before she began gently stroking his hair. "Not having a good day?"
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