Caregiver Steve x little bucky
This is short, I apologise.
Steve's POV
I woke up at 4am to an alarm I set up for monitoring Bucky, well tony set up for me. It told me he was in distress so I figured it would be a nightmare. Jarvis asked if I needed my shield but I said no, that was Tony's fault he put that in because Bucky got violent with Sam after one of his nightmares and Tony said I should have protection from now on.
I don't need protection, Bucky does, and I am the one who can give him that. I don't care if he hurts me. I'm not gonna fight my best friend. And I don't want him to think I see him as a threat. He would never hurt me on purpose.
I waited for a moment as sometimes he doesn't want me to go to him, he just runs to my room with his pillow and blanket and throws himself down on my floor. I always insisted on him sleeping in my bed but I couldn't blame him. Going from sleeping on a rock hard mattress to a bed that feels like a marshmallow is more than a little strange.
(If you get that reference you deserve a cookie)
When I didn't hear his footsteps I got out of bed and made my way to his room, he was curled up in a ball sobbing into his knees, it broke my heart "Oh Buck, can you look at me please?" He looked up at me with teary eyes that broke my heart.
"You're safe buddy, I'm here." I got his blanket and wrapped it around him before sitting next to him, putting my arm around his shoulder, he nestled in closer and I just stayed with him like that till he stopped crying.
“That's my boy.” I smiled at him as he focused on taking deep breaths, “do you want a story?” He pointed to his favorite book so I grabbed it, “come on then, you need to get back in bed or I can't read it.” Bucky jumped up and climbed in, tucking the sheets under his arms, his bear laying next to him.
I sat on the edge of the bed and opened the book. “Once upon a time there were two little boys, Steve and Bucky.” I flipped through each page showing him our photographs as I read.
Me and Bucky started it because he was afraid to lose his memories again so he made me promise to keep it safe and he added to it almost every day. His pages were my favorites, he'd glue down a drawing he made and write down his favorite parts of the day he wouldn't let me see what it was till it came time to read it before bed, that was MY favorite part of the day.
By the end of the book he was starting to fall asleep. I didn't usually do it but I climbed in with him and wrapped my arm around his stomach, he turned over and snuggled into me, his face in my chest and his hand moving to my back where he clung to my shirt so I couldn't go anywhere. "Goodnight bucky."I kissed his head, he gave a little yawn. "night night"
