It Started With A Mission (Captain America X Child Reader)

Part 4

When Steve opened the door to his bathroom, (y/n) looked around. Not that there was much to look at anyway, it was just a bit more nicer than normal bathrooms to be honest. Steve went to the bath tub and started to turn the water on, filling the tub with water. "Is that temperature ok? Not to warm? Or anything?" the blonde haired man asked the little girl. (Y/n) nodded her head as she pulled her small (s/c) hand out if the warm water. Steve smiled as stood up and looked away from (y/n) so she could change out of her clothes. When he heard the sound of water splashing around, he turned his head and was the (h/c) haired girl in the water with a small smile on her face. "Is it nice?" Steve asked, a gentle smile on his face when (y/n) nodded her head. "Ok then. Let's start shampooing your hair. No offense, but I'm guessing that it hasn't been brushed or washed in a really long time?" Steve said as he grabbed a cup and poured the warm water onto (y/n)'s hair before he grabbed his shampoo and put some on his hand. He then placed it on the girl's (h/c) hair as bubbles started to form pretty quickly. The whole time (y/n) just sat there with her legs crossed, her eyes closed and a peaceful smile on her face. Steve was happy that she was relaxed. From what he heard, some kids don't like taking bath or shower so he was happy he didn't have to get strict with you. "Alright, no rinse the soap out" Steve said as he rinsed his hands of the shampoo on his hands. (Y/n) did as she was told and dipped her head back into the water, getting the soap out. The girl lifted her head out of the water as the super soldier put some conditioner in her hair. As he felt all the knots in (y/n)'s hair, he added a little extra, just in case. "(Y/n), can I have a brush please?" Steve asked as the small girl handed him a emerald brush. "Thanks" the blond haired man said as he took the brush from her hand. As he lifted her hair, Steve saw something on her back. Wanting to see what it was, he put her hair aside so he could see what it was. He regretted it the moment he realized what it was. It was a long think scar. Steve couldn't help but stare at it, already knowing where it came from. And from what he guessed, it's been there for a while. What kind of bastard does this to a kid?, the blond super soldier asked himself as he slowly took (y/n)'s hair and brushed it out. It proved to be easier than he originally thought, but he still had to really pull a couple of times to get the knots out. But they didn't bother her as far as he could tell, probably because the poor girl had gone through worse. "Alright, let's get you a towel" the super soldier told (y/n) as he helped her stand up. Steve stood up to get a towel, finding a soft white one already in the small cupboard below the sink. He walked back over to the little girl and wrapped her in the soft towel and leading her back to her room where she could get dressed for later. Deciding that there was not really much to do now, Steve took the elevator down to the living to see what the others were doing. As he walked down, he heard Natasha talking on what he guessed was the phone. "Alright then. See you here soon. Bye" the redhead said as she hung up, and set the phone down. Steve walked in, head to the fridge and grabbing and apple. "Who was that?" Steve asked as he walked towards her. "Oh, well everybody decided to invite friends over so I invited T'Challa. Tony, Pepper. Wanda and Vision are on their way from that mission. And I assume that you're going to invite Bucky. Thor might Loki, but I can never tell how good their brotherly love is" Natasha said as she went and sat down at the table. "If I knew everybody was doing that I would have called Bucky" the blond haired man said as he sat down next to the redhead. He would have to do that in a bit, and he was sure that Bucky and (y/n) would get along well. And considering that the metal armed man used to be part of Hydra, he might had some more information on the (h/c) haired girl. It was a long shot, but there was no problem with hoping. And if all went well, (y/n) would talk tonight. "Sounds good. So where were you?" Natasha asked. "Well, (y/n) had a bath, her hair is brushed. But i need a new bottle of conditioner" Steve said with a half smile. Out of the corner of his eye, he could she Natasha smile. "Cut her some slack, kid probably hasn't had her hair brushed since God knows when" she said. Steve sighed, looking in front of him. "Yeah, you got a point there" Steve said, remembering the time in the bath tub. "Hey, you gave (y/n) a talk about her powers for tonight right?" Natasha asked, a serious look on her face. Steve was confused, why would (y/n) need a talk about her powers? She knew how to control and use them correctly, so why was she worried? "Nnnnnno. Why?" Steve asked, causing the redhead to sigh while rolling her eyes. "Because she can't just pull a sword out and point it at a child Steve. She needs to know she can't do that," Natasha told Steve, who understood what she was saying. "Alright, I'll tell her" Steve said as the elevator doors opened to reveal (y/n) in a light pink dress with a small smile on her face. She appeared to holding a few pieces of paper and a pencil. "Hey there, how was the bath?" Natasha asked as the child walked over to the two. (Y/n) gave the redhead a thumbs up before climbing up into a seat. "Well, I'll leave you two alone. I got to take a shower for tonight Natasha said as she got up and walked away. Steve and (y/n) watched her walk into the elevator and leave. Steve felt his hand being held and looked over to see (y/n) positioning his hand so that it was propped up on his elbow, his fingers apart. (Y/n) then placed her hand so that it was against his own with her fingers apart just like him. She looked as if she was comparing how small hers was to his own. She then grabbed a piece of paper and started drawing with her one hand, Steve's elbow keeping it in place so it didn't move. Steve cleared his throat and looked at (y/n) who slight turned her head. "So, we need to talk about your powers. You listening?" Steve asked, getting a nodd in response. "It's not bad, but you can't use them on the kids tonight. What I mean is that you can't point a sword or anything if they scare you. I want you to give them a sign to back off or just come over by me, ok?" Steve told the (h/c) haired girl, who nodded her head. Everything should be ok. No crazy robots or anything, Steve thought as he watched the small girl draw. He could tell that she was drawing their hands, how big his was compared to her small one. Steve felt her thumb lightly brush the base of his thumb, where the calloused skin was. It was his artists thumb as he called it, calloused skin from drawing for too long. He still drew from time to time, like he did back in 1942. It was a nice way to pass the time. Steve looked back the small child,who seemed to be lost in her own world as she glanced at his hand and drew some more, erasing a mistake. She didn't falter even as the elevator doors opened to reveal Wanda and Vision.