Bucky sat in front of the fireplace, you placed carefully in his lap, playing with his fingers as he read some book. He occasionally looked down at you, smiling adoringly at the sight of you cuddled in his lap. He was so in love with holding you close that Steve, Sam and Nat had to spend a whole day trying to convince him to let you on the ground and walk. But still you were used to his warm body heat and spent as much time as possible either in his lap or on him. Not that he minded.
The comfortable silence was broken by the door swinging open and a gust of cold air entering the room, making you shiver against Bucky. Instantly he pulled you up to his chest, frowning at Steve and Sam who had very rudely interrupted his "moment".
"Bucky ! What in the world are you doing inside ?! It's snowing let's go outside ! It's Y/N's first snow" Steve encouraged Bucky which only resulted in his frown intensifying.
"No. Sorry. Nothing cold and evil is not allowed to touch my teddy warm daughter" he states and Steve and Sam looked at each other before bursting out laughing.
"That is-" before Sam could continue Bucky gave him a look which made him shut up.
"Come on Bucky ! How can you not let her play outside, look every kid on your block is playing !" Steve argued moving forward to take you in his arms, Bucky frowned and moved you away.
"Oh now what is wrong with you ?" Sam questions shaking his head.
"I hate Winter and snow and you know why" Bucky says
"We know Buck but this is different, this is fun and Y/N will enjoy it" Steve says and Bucky sighs.
"Fine, but let me get her changed into something warm" he says and Steve and Sam hi-five.
Bucky quickly rumaged through your clothes and found a outfit, he dressed you up.
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He placed you on his hip, kissing your chubby cheeks as you giggled at the way his beard felt against you cheek. He smiled lovingly adjusting you cap and socks one last time before heading downstairs.
"AWWWWWW" Steve and Sam chorused as they ran over to you and gushed over you. Bucky chuckled rolling his eyes.
"Let's quickly get over with this" he says wearing his coat.
"What a grumpy cat" Sam says and Steve stifles a laugh.
"I heard that but I'm just going to let it slide"
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Bucky held you by your armpits, slowly helping you walk on the snow. He was frantically worrying, he would place a hand over your head when it started snowing because apparently he thought the snowflakes can "hurt you". Steve and Sam were rolling their eyes at him being so overprotective.
Bucky sat you in a little less dense patch of snow, his eyes held pure adoration as he watched you giggle and play in the snow. He couldn't believe this was his life, the house with a picket fence, the warm cozy fireplace, his friends, his daughter. Everything was perfect. He was no longer the Winter Soldier, He was James Buchanan Barnes.
His thoughts were interrupted by you screaming, he whipped his head towards you and his eyes flared with anger as he saw you covered in snow, your nose and face red. He looked over and saw Steve and Sam with a fearful look on their faces.
"I swear that wasn't supposed to happen" they say, Bucky glares at them, he slowly walks backwards and picks up a snow covered tree he had cut down a few days ago. He causally threw it at them as they shrieked.
He quickly scooped you up in his arms running inside to change you out of the cold, mushy clothes.
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He removed his shirt and laid you on his warm chest, he smiled as you grinned sleepily at the warmth. He kissed you forehead as both of you fell asleep.
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" I HAVE SNOW IN PLACES WHERE IT MOST DEFINITELY SHOULDN'T BE !!!"
