Bucky x Fem!Reader
Warnings: none
Word count: 1,229
Summary: Bucky loves your son, Y/n has a son from a previous bad relationship. And Bucky loves him as his own.
Authors Note: This is the first song imagine I believe I have ever written. I really love this and again its essentially based off of the story the song gives. I definitely recommend listening to it.
"So how's things going with Y/n?" Steve asks as Bucky comes to sit on the couch and join everyone.
"Great. She gets me and I seem to get her." Bucky answered taking the water from Steve's offering hand, leaning back into the couch.
"How's it going with her son?" Natasha raised a brow at the super soldier. To her that was the real test.
"Good. It seems good. He doesn't hate me. Y/n says he's always talking about me and when they'll see me again." he nodded along with a smile tugging on his lips.
"He likes you Bucky." Wanda smiled knowingly.
"So far." Bucky let out a relieved but stressed breath.
"Are you expecting him to hate you at some point?" Steve raised his eyebrows at his childhood friend with shock and confusement.
"I don't want him to but it's just him and y/n his whole life. I don't want to think I'm taking his mom from him." Bucky told them his recently insecure thoughts.
"The kid loves you and you include him in almost everything you do with Y/n. I doubt he feels like you're taking his mom from him." Nat says looking Bucky in the eye's to get across her words are fact.
"Bucky, you love that boy. The way you talk about him, it's obvious." Steve points out leaning forward.
"Why don't you bring them over? It's not like you don't have the space. You have a large apartment to yourself." Tony gives Bucky the idea. They all had their own huge apartment in the compound.
"That'd be okay?" Bucky questioned warily. He would love to have Y/n and Y/s/n over, maybe even eventually move in.
"Diffidently." Tony nodded, he loved the idea of another kiddo running around.
^ ^ ^
"Hey" Y/n greet's as Bucky opens the door. He had invited them over for the day and over course they would come over. Y/s/n wanted to see Bucky really badly, not that he hadn't seen him a day ago. Y/n was excited and slightly nervous, she knew inviting them over was a big deal for Bucky.
"Hey, welcome." Bucly smiled, covering his nerves well.
"Bucky!" Y/s/n yells out excited to be visiting him with a huge smile on his face.
"Y/s/n" Bucky smiled at him, really glad that the boy was excited to visit him.
"So what do you think?" Bucky asked y/n as they entered his place in the compound, Y/s/n had already run off to go explore Bucky's place.
"Its very nice." y/n smiled back absent mindedly as she looked around.
"Its huge." Bucky stated plainly.
"Yeah, but that's not a bad thing." Y/n turns to him with a smile on her lips.
"It gets lonely." he told her admittedly.
"Well Y/s/n and I are here now. Less lonely. Right?" Y/n wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Definitely." Bucky smiled back at her, wrapping his arms around her waist.
The 3 of them spent the day together, playing games, coloring and making lunch.
Y/s/n decided to color a surprise as he called it.
"What you got there bud?" bucky asked him as Y/s/n approached him.
"For you. Its mommy, me, and you." Y/s/n handed the coloring picture to Bucky shyly.
As Bucky looked at the picture hennoticed a very important detail. In the picture under the drawing of Bucky Y/s/n didn't put down 'Bucky' he wrote 'Dad'.
Y/n noticed how Y/s/n handed it over shyly to Bucky and that Bucky was staring at it for a while. y/n leaned over and saw why.
"Bucky, I understand it its to soon for this-" Y/n watched him nervously, trying to find the words too explain.
But Bucky didn't let her finish, he got up and walked over to put it up on his fridge. The only two items on the fridge was an old picture of him and Steve in black and white, and a picture of the Avengers team. Plus now y/s/n's drawing.
"Thank you Y/s/n." Bucky smiled, picking him up and hugging him. Maybe the kid loves him just as much as Bucky loves the kid back.
That drawing ,eant more to Bucky than he could put into words, and he loves it. Its not something he thought he could have. That he'd ever have.
From then on it became a normal occurrence for y/n and Y/s/n started staying over at Bucky's place in the compound a lot more.
^ ^ ^
Weeks Later
"Okay buddy time for bed." Y/n tells Y/s/n as it was getting late.
Y/s/n mumbled under his breath not wanting to go to bed. But maybe he could work it in his favor.
"What was that bud?" Bucky asked, having heard him mumble something but couldn't make out what it was.
"Can I sleep in your room?" Y/s/n spoke up louder this time.
Y/n goes to say no, not wanting Bucky to feel obligated or pressured by Y/s/n request. At home it was fine for y/s/n to come into bed with his mom sometimes. But before she could Bucky cut in.
"Course you can Y/s/n." He smiled down at y/s/n encouragingly, not having a problem with him joining them in his bed.
"Can I mommy?" Y/s/n turned asking his mom to double check.
"If Bucky says so, its okay with me." Y/n smiled down at him kissing his head to go to bed together.
Y/n wakes up to an empty bed. So she got up and followed the sounds coming from the living room. As she walked into the main area she saw Bucky and Y/s/n watching saturday morning cartoons.
"Mommy!" Y/s/n exclaimed excited;y running over to his mom, hugging her around the waist the best he could.
"Hey Y/s/n. What are you doing with Bucky?" She questioned even though it was obvious.
"Me and Daddy were watching cartoons!" Y/s/n told her excitedly to share his morning with Bucky.
"You were?" Y/n raised an eyebrow showing her son she was inturged.
"Yeah." Y/s/n nodded smiling widely.
"Well now that mommy's up, let's make breakfast." Bucky spoke getting up from his spot on the couch.
As Bucky approached her and Y/s/n went to the kitchen to wait for them, y/n looked at Bucky apologetically. "I'm sorry if he's pushing this whole dad thing on you."
"Y/n." Bucky stop's her reaching forward to grab ahold of her hand, smiling at her. The look on his face made it obvious no apology was needed. "He isn't my blood, he doesn't have my name. But that doesn't change anything. I feel the same. I wasn't there for his first steps or words, but I haven't missed a ball game yet. And that won't ever change, I could never walk away from him or you. He's my son, that's my choice. He's my boy. And he sees me as his dad and I'm honored to hold that title if you'll let me."
Y/n smiled at Bucky happily. "Of course."
