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This book contains the following characters:
- Bucky Barnes
- Sam Wilson
- Tony Stark
- Steve Rogers
- Loki Laufeyson
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A/N: This chapter is just a mini dialogue I wrote for two of my chapters! Don't forget to vote <3 ______________
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» 𝘋𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦? | 𝘚𝘢𝘮 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘴𝘰𝘯 - The next morning
While leaning your back against his chest Sam examined your wound. "It's going to scar isn't it?" You questioned.
"Well, yeah. Have you seen it? Its pretty damn deep." Sam grinned.
"WHAT?" Your eyes widened.
"What?" Sam followed.
"Take a picture I want to see." You grabbed your phone on your night stand and handed it to Sam.
Sam took the photo and handed you your phone back so you could see the wound. The photo honestly shook you. Okay you were exactly supposed to expect a deep scar by how forcefully you got struck by a pipe. But that wasn't what made your heart stop for a second, it was the WHOLE inch scar that was now at the back at your head and there was no way there would grow hair on there anymore.
You scanned the photo for a few more seconds and deleted it never wanting to see it again. There was one good side about it, you scar wasn't visible with your eyes so at least you don't have to see it everyday, but you were still bitter about it.
"And, what do you think. Like the new addition to your collection?" Sam joked. Usually you liked Sam's humor but some times he wouldn't know if he was doing too much or use them at the wrong moments like for example, now.
"Shut up." "Shut up and for once don't joke about everything for ONCE." You aggressively pointed your finger towards him.
"I told you I was sorry!" He raised his hands in surrender. You decided to not respond to Sam and just wait patiently till he was done treating your wound.
It was quiet for a couple minutes. Your mind kept wandering about to the whole incident and you couldn't help but get sad. Tears started to drop from your eyes but you quickly wiped them away in hope Sam wouldn't see them, but the sudden sniffing your nose every second is what made him realize you were crying.
Sam began to pepper you with kisses on your temple. "Are you okay?"
"No." You turned away your face from Sam.
"Come on. Let me give you a few more." Sam leaned in further but you continued to turn away.
"It's not going to make me feel better, Sam!" You cried out. Sam sighed. He really didn't like seeing you upset. You began to get aggravated when not even a minute later you felt Sam lifting your hair to observe the scar again.
"Stoppp." You whined. "You already looked at it over a million times."
"I'm just making sure it doesn't have any symptoms of an infection." Sam placed your hair down.
You still were sniffing a little from the cries that happened a couple minutes ago. "Are you still upset?" Sam murmured.
"Yes Sam I'm still upset." You snarled.
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"No Rebecca no mommy this time she's asleep." Bucky picked up Rebecca from her crib in the nursing room which made her cry even harder. It was 3 AM and Rebecca woke up crying. Bucky offered to grab her but you were pretty doubtful since Rebecca had this habit where she only let you pick her up from the crib, but it was time that she got rid of that weird habit of hers so Bucky went to the nursing room.
"Shhhh. Why don't you like when dada wants to pick you up from your crib?" Bucky averted his eyes on Rebecca's.
Rebecca stayed quiet for a second. Finally when Bucky thought she stopped crying Rebecca weeped again. "Alright now you're just hurting my feelings." He sighed.
Bucky headed his way to the kitchen to prepare Rebecca some milk. In the mean time she only cooed a little while leaning her head on Bucky's shoulders.
"Rebecca wants some milk." Bucky crooned multiple times to her. He opened the cabinet while still holding her with his metal arm. Rebecca started to nibble on Bucky's metal arm again.
"What is wrong with you, child?" He chuckled. Bucky grabbed the baby formula and her bottle. He placed three scoops of the powdered formula in Rebecca's bottle, after that he grabbed a measuring cup to measure the amount of water needed and added the water to the bottle. Shaking the bottle Bucky placed the filled bottle in a bowl of warm water and continued to let it stand for a few minutes.
Bucky glanced to Rebecca while she lifted her head of his shoulder. "Dada's really tired so promise me you won't wake up before at least 8 am. Promise?" He held out his pinky to pinky promise. Rebecca laid eyes back and fort between Bucky and his pinky before smiling ear to ear. She held out her arms and embraced Bucky in a hug. Bucky couldn't stop smiling at her cuteness.
After a couple minutes Bucky took the bottle out of the bowl and took a sip out of it to see if the temperature was right. Rebecca tried to grab the bottle but Bucky held it further from her. "No you're going to drink it while laying down so I can guarantee you'll fall asleep."
Bucky walked to the nursing room and sat at the nursery chair. He placed Rebecca's head on the crook of his arm and continued to wrap his arm around her while keeping her close to his chest.
Bucky placed the bottle teat on top of her mouth encouraging her to drink it. "Please drink it." He murmured. There were often times where Rebecca declined formula milk so he really hoped now wasn't the time. Luckily Rebecca accepted the bottle and started to drink it which made Bucky breath out the breath he unconsciously was holding in relief. She slightly held her hands out to hold the bottle but he still supported the bottle by holding it towards the end of it.
He admired the sight of her while the milk slowly became less. Rebecca's eyes became droopy and after the bottle was empty she finally fell asleep.
Bucky took the bottle from her mouth and slowly placed Rebecca down in her crib after sending her a soft kiss on the forehead. He could melt at the sight of his daughter seeing that her hands were next to her head almost curled up in a fist. Bucky observed her for a couple more seconds before leaving the room and head back to his.
Bucky slowly dived into the covers cuddling your back against his chest ultimately letting himself fall back into a slumber.
