Bucky Barnes Fanfiction Collection

It Looks Pretty Normal To Me

Summary: When Bucky catches your three-year-old daughter colouring the wall with the crayons, he really needs to think fast.
Pairing: Bucky x Reader
Other Characters: Rebecca "Becky" Barnes; Sam Wilson; Steve Rogers
Word Counting: 770 words.
Warnings: Fluff. Funny fic. Dad!Bucky.

Bucky loved being a dad. He was in love with your daughter and was a fool for her. After you two married, he was the stay-home parent as you worked. You were in a late meeting now, and he was with Sam and Steve were watching a game when he realised your daughter was strangely silent.

"Becky?" He called, moving his eyes from TV just to see the little girl painting the wall with crayons, and Sam and Steve followed his gaze. "Hey, Rebecca!"

It was around 9:30 pm, well past bedtime to her, but the girl had been just colouring in front of him after a late dinner and he was a bit distracted. It wasn't usual for him to be distracted with her awake but there was no danger of taking his eyes from her for a couple of minutes, right?

Wrong.

When the little girl turned around, he had to hold on his 'dad face'. She looked insanely adorable, holding a guilty look he could clearly see that came from him, squeezing the blue crayon on her left hand.

"Yes, daddy?"

"Do you think this is right?" He pointed to the wall. "What did I tell you about walls?"

"Don' use clayons in 'em."

'Shit, she's adorable.' He exclaimed inside his mind. He loved that girl.

"Do you need to go timeout?"

He thought she would protest, he really did, but his face basically fell at her response.

"Okay, daddy."

Dropping the crayon like it was the simplest request in the world, Becky walked to the corridor and sat on the small chair they had in there for her timeouts.

"Er..." Bucky opened his mouth but closed it again. "So, you... You think about what you did there and come talk to me after 3 minutes, young lady. "

Sat by his side, after watching the whole scene, Steve chuckled, making his friend look at him.

"What?" He frowned.

"She's so yours."

Rolling his clear blue eyes, he looked at the clock and then back at the TV. He would get her in four minutes.

The whole place went in silence for the next minutes, the three men concentrated on the TV reading until Sam frowned.

"Dude..." He called. "Where's Rebecca?"

Bucky's eyes grew wide.

"Becky" He called. "Where are you?"

The men stood in silence, waiting for the response.

"Becky?" He repeated. "Rebecca?"

They all stood up two seconds in silence, and the girl's father ran to where she was supposed to be.

Sat on the timeout chair, leant on the wall and looking as adorable as ever, Rebecca was silently asleep.

Bucky chuckled and sighed, putting his hand over his chest.

"One day, you're gonna kill me." He whispered, taking her in his arms and walking to her room.

Laying her down and pulling the covers over her, he smiled.

If someone told him years ago that his life would be like that, he wouldn't believe them.

"I love you, little girl." He kissed her forehead, even knowing she wouldn't really process it. "I really do."

Turning on the star' nightlight and the baby monitor, he grabbed his own monitor and walked back to the living room to meet his two friends with their arms crossed, and Sam arched him an eyebrow.

"You know Y/N is coming, right?" He reminded him.

"Yep."

"And you also know that there's a beautiful blue sun in her recently painted wall." Steve pointed at his back.

The married man made silence for a whole moment before standing up and moving half of the furniture to cover the disaster without making things look weird.

"You think she'll fall for that?" His best friend questioned.

"I hope."

You came home just half an hour later, looking extremely tired.

The greeted the two guests and then gave Bucky a quick kiss.

"Hey, doll." Bucky smiled, helping her kick off her shoes.

All you wanted was to go to your room for a well-deserved shower and then sleep, but you stopped in the middle of the way, looking around.

"Is it just me or the room looks different?" You frowned. There was something off.

The three men stared at each other for a moment and then shook their heads.

"I don't think so." Sam decided. "It looks pretty normal to me."

You looked around again and shrugged.

"I must be tired." You decided. "I'm gonna take a shower and head to bed, okay?"

"I'll be upstairs in five minutes." Bucky promised. "I'll just kick those two out of here."

When you were out of their sights, the three looked at each other with wide eyes.

"That was awfully close." Bucky decided.