Stucky's Kid

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There were so many pictures! We were holding y/n as she was three years old! Or on our wedding...

As y/n got buddy! And Natasha's birthday where Steve picked me up and sat me down on his shoulders.

Y/n as she was sleeping on the passed out and drunk Thor, or as we were eating in the car and Steve was angry cause we both spilled our drinks all over the seats.

As Morgan was born and y/n hugged us while saying that we shouldn't look at her cause we wouldn't love her anymore.

Steve as y/n was doing his hair and as she put my hair into a bun, as she was riding a horse and I was too scared.

Or as she painted my metal arm.

I was looking at the wonderful photos but then suddenly y/n's teacher called me.

Teacher:„mr.barnes! We want you and mr.rogers in the headmasters office now!"

Bucky:„we will be there in a minute!"

I ran downstairs and we drove to school.

Headmaster:„ please! sit down!"

Steve:„what's going on?'

Headmaster:„y/n is making problems!"

Steve:„sorry! y/n no! She-"

Bucky:„problems?! You can't take care of a child with ADHD! That's the problem!-"

Steve:„buck...stop!"

He put a hand on my lap and I stopped.

Headmaster:„i know it's hard but what if you would take y/n to a special school?"

He took out a paper and handed it to me but I didn't took it.

Steve:„we will think about it!"

Bucky;„no we won't! Y/n isn't a problem! She-"

Steve:„stop and take it!"

I ripped it out of his hands and walked out.

Steve:„what was that buck?!"

Bucky;„he can't tell us that y/n is a problem!"

Steve:„chill out!"

He sat down into the car and I staid outside for a bit, to chill out.

~steve pov~

I sat down next to y/n on the couch and looked at the piece of paper, the headmaster gave us.

Steve:„y/n...-"

Y/n:„can you help me with my homework?"

Steve:„uhm yeah uhm sure!"

She was very smart to be honest! Just sometimes she didn't understand some things.

I tried to explain mathematics to her but she gave up after ten minutes and laid down on the floor.

Steve:„y/n please concentrate!"

Y/n:„I can't!"

Steve:„come on! 5 × 2!"

Y/n:„ten!"

Steve:„alright...now 5 × 4!"

Y/n;„i don't know!"

Steve;„ten plus ten?"

Y/n:„twenty!"

Steve:„yes! See? Easy!"

Y/n:„ and 8 × 3?"

Steve:„ 8 × 2?"

Y/n:„twelve?"

Steve:„no..."

Y/n:„fifteen?'

Steve:„concentrate!"

She started crying and threw the papers on the floor.

Steve:„hey! Chill!"

Bucky walked downstairs and she jumped into his arms.

Y/n:„i can't..."

Bucky;„doll?"

He knelt down and looked at her.

Bucky:„what's going on?"

Y/n:„im dumb..."

Bucky;„what? No! You aren't! Doll no! Stop! You aren't!"

She sobbed into his shoulder and he looked at me.

Steve:„ 8 × 3!'

Bucky:„hey doll...should I do it with you?"

She nodded and he sat her down on his lap while I picked up the papers.

Bucky;„ alright... What's eight plus eight?"

Y/n:„ sixteen!"

Bucky;„yes! See that's 8 × 2! Now sixteen plus eight?"

Y/n:„twenty...twenty four!"

We cheered and she giggled.

Bucky;„no need to cry doll! You will always find a way to solve a problem!"

She leaned onto his chest and he put a kiss on her head.