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👦🏻❤️Bucky Barnes❤️👦🏻

AN: This is trans male and if it tiggers any trans men out there i am so sorry. 

Bucky knew something was wrong with his baby since he woke up, moping around the house with a frown and not being excited about his favourite meal for lunch was not like Y/n. "What's wrong, baby?" Bucky asked, standing in the doorway of Y/n's playroom as he sat in the middle staring off into space.

"Nofin." Y/n said with a shrug of his shoulders.

"Is lying okay?" Bucky asked, crossing his arms and nodding his head when Y/n shook his. "Right, so tell me the truth." Buck began walking towards Y/n sitting down on the small carpet, Y/n's hands fiddling with the carpet.

"Jus' feel weird today, 'dat's all." Y/n admitted, eyes not meeting with Buck's.

"Gonna need more information, baby boy." Bucky prodded, Y/n looking to him with a frustrated stare.

"Jus' feel stormy." Another shrug.

"And why's that?" Bucky asked, shuffling himself and Y/n around so he could sit in his lap, placing a soft kiss on his forehead as he moved.

"I feel girly." Y/n said with a shaky voice. "I don' know why, jus' do." A few tears fell down his cheeks but Bucky quickly wiped them away.

"What can I do to help?" Bucky asked, his hands rubbing circles on Y/n's back, hoping that his touch would provide some sort of comfort.

"I don' know, Daddy." Y/n said, fingers playing with Bucky's hair, a habit Y/n often did. "Can we jus' maybe play?"

"What do you want to play?" Bucky asked, looking around the unusually clean playroom, blocks in one bin, cars, dinosaurs, animals, and much more in others. "Or would you rather watch a movie?" Bucky knew getting Y/n distracted would help lessen his anxiety before tackling his big emotions.

"Can we play dinos?" Y/n asked, his voice quiet as he shuffled to view the dinosaur bucket filled to the brim. Bucky may have gone a little overboard when stocking his Baby's playroom.

"Of course, Baby." Bucky smiled, hoping that playing dinos would maybe help Y/n get his spark of happiness back.

Playing lasted a few hours before Y/n's tummy began to rumble, a clear sign dinner was up next on the schedule. "Why don't we have dino nuggets for dinner?" Bucky asked, the heaviness in his chest lightning when Y/n began to jump up and down at the thought. "Okay, let's go get it ready." He led Y/n down to the kitchen, sitting him at the table as Bucky began to get this sorted. "How are you feeling now, Baby?" Bucky asked, hoping that their hours of playing helped Y/n feel a little lighter.

"I still feel stormy, better, but stormy." Y/n pouted, fiddling with his fingers as he watched Bucky flit around the kitchen.

"And what do we say about storms, Baby boy?" Bucky asked, taking a break from preparing dinner, sincerely looking at Y/n, waiting for him to answer.

"Storms happen, and we need to talk about them so they don' linger." Bucky smiled. "I don' want it to linger."

"Me neither, Baby. What made you feel stormy today?" Bucky asked.

"I jus' felt girly, an' I don' know. I jus' didn't feel right inside." Y/n explained, Bucky knowing he meant he felt dysphoric, although that word was not in Y/n's vocabulary right now. Hence why he created the "stormy" metaphor.

"What can I do to make your storm go away, Baby boy?" Bucky asked, now crouching by Y/n's chair, his hand once again rubbing comforting circles on Y/n's back.

"I like when you call me Baby Boy." Y/n whispered. "An' I liked that you played with me." He added. "I think, can we jus' cuddle on the couch and watch a movie after dinner?" Y/n asked, hoping a little more Daddy cuddle time would settle the stormy feeling that seemed to linger.

"Of course we can." Bucky smiled, giving him a kiss on the forehead before standing. "Why don't you go pick out a movie and we can eat dinner in the living room?" Bucky suggested, making Y/n's eyes go wide. He never let him eat in the living room! "Go quickly before I change my mind." Bucky teased.

After picking out a dinosaur movie and snuggling up to Bucky, Y/n felt settled. And while the stormy feeling seemed to linger, he could feel it floating away quickly, happy to feel safe and loved in Bucky's arms.