LoveBite [2]

48

3 years

♡

Standing on her own in the common room, Satine remains inches away from the blanket that Anastasia plays with her toys on. She has her arms crossed as if she's listening intently to the conversations moving around the room, but she's only in her own world, not a single noise from the outside pearing in.

Peter steps into the room after he went to the rest room and makes his way towards her just as Anastasia pulls her out of her trance. She bends down to listen to the words she says, speaking on about her tiny bear and her favorite bunny stuffed animal. He slides up behind her with his hand out to cover her exposed area before he takes its place, inches away from her.

She stands up as before and accidently stumbles back a bit but he softly places his hand on her hip with a small smile as she turns to look up at him.

"Oh, I'm sorry." She sings as she moves aside before he pulls her back while shaking his head.

"You're alright." He wraps his arms gingerly around her waist as she slowly smiles and pushes her hair behind her ear.

He sets his chin on her shoulder and the two of them look down as Anastasia stands with help from her moms leg.

"I wanna go outside." She mumbles in her soft and new voice.

"Outside?" Satine asks and she nods. "Okay. Dad, do you want to take her outside?" She turns to look at Peter with a smirk and he side-eyes her before grinning.

"Gladly." He chuckles as he lets her go, making her smile.

He swings around her to swoop Anastasia into his arms, gaining a little and high-pitched giggle in return. Satine goes to the window to watch them as he carries the tiny human down the steps of the patio and into the grass.

"Alright, what're we doing?" He sets her on her feet and helps her steady herself as he crouches down beside her. "You just wanna stare at the sun?" He shrugs and she looks up with squinted eyes. "No, not really." He quickly covers her eyes with a chuckle.

She hangs her head with a smile and pulls his hand back before she walks off with him following behind. She trudges all the way to the treeline before he has to stop her and sit beside her so she doesn't go any further. She plops down too and brushes her hands over the grass and weeds that surround her.

"I really hope you don't have a grass allergy." He mumbles a sigh as she smiles at the weeds next to her that disguises themselves as a flowers, dandelions. "You like flowers?" He tilts his head and she nods.

"Uh-huh." Her tongue pokes her cheek as she hums and pulls the stem from the ground. "Mommy." She crawls closer to him and he slowly smiles.

"You wanna give that to Mommy?" He chuckles.

"Give it to Mommy." She confirms.

He itches above his lip as he turns to wave largely at his wife, silently pulling her out of the compound. She closes the glass sliding wall behind her and skips down the steps to make her way over as Anastasia pushes herself to stand.

She woddles over as Satine smiles brightly down at her and twists her bracelets between her fingers. Anastasia lifts the yellow Tulipa up in the air and Satine gasps softly with her hand to her chest as Peter's brow furrow.

"Is that for me?" She slowly kneels down and she nods as she hands it over. "Oh, thank you so much." She sings as Peter sits up straight, looking back and forth between the two and the ground. "What're you doing?"

"I swear she picked a different flower." He points with a breathy smile. "I'm so confused." He shakes his head and she chuckles.

"Thank you, Baby." She places a kiss to her forehead before she walks off.

Peter stumbles up to his feet as Satine slowly stands and she places her hand on his chest.

"Are you okay?" She slides her hand up his neck and to his cheek.

"Yeah, I thought she grabbed a dandelion, that's all." He shrugs and she nods.

"This is prettier." She looks down at the flower she holds gently in her fist and he smiles a bit.

"It is."

♡

In the later hours of the day, soon after night has fallen, Anastasia tosses and turns in her bed before she pushes herself off the edge and onto her feet, clothed by a onesie. She reaches high above her head when she gets to her door and steps out into the hall lit by small and dim lights that line the wall near the floor.

She ventures directly across the way, causing the two men from the end of the hall to come to a silent stop. Anastasia slowly opens the door to her parents bedroom and Sam and Bucky look at each other with small chuckles.

Peter looks towards the motion from the head of the bed, where he sits up with his phone. Satine lays still beside him, having fallen fast asleep around an hour ago. He slowly smiles as she closes the door behind her and hurries to his far side for him to lift her up and place her between the couple. Anastasia rolls to her front and crawls beneath the blanket to make herself comfortable on the thankfully large mattress. Peter plugs in his phone and rolls to his side to also make himself comfy beside his favorite girls.