Little Supersoldiers

New Year's Eve

"Stop it. Please! I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Y/N tries to wriggle herself out of Bucky's grip. He straddles her hips, holing her tight with his leg while tickling her merciless. A grin plasters on his face as Y/N starts crying while laughing. "So. Are you admitting that I'm not snoring?"

"Yes. Yes. Steve is. I'm sorry." Bucky lets go of her, leaning back a little so that Y/N can breathe normally, without being crushed under him. "I'm not snoring!" Steve calls from the kitchen. "You do! You ever did as kid." Bucky shouts back. "Not true, jerk!"

"Punk." Y/N takes a deep breath eyes fixed on Bucky just in case that he changes his mind and starts tickling her again. She sits up a bit straighter on their couch, not slipping out under Bucky. Instead, she stretches a bit and places a kiss on his jaw. His head spins around to her again. He smiles at her, caresses her cheek before leaning in and kissing her properly. As they break apart a loud crash is heard from the kitchen. "Steve, what are you doing in there?" Y/N pushes Bucky a little back so that she manages to stand up, but Bucky slings his arms around her hips pulling her back on his lap. "Bucky!" She laughs again as he starts tickling her sides again. "Stop. Let's look if he's still alive."

"Why? Now there's more room in your bed."

"Bucky!"

"Fine." He lets go of her with a sigh but not without giving her a clap on her butt as she hurries to the kitchen. She throws him a smirk before entering the kitchen. "Shit."

"Language, Steve. What happened?" Steve crouches on the ground, a reg in his hand and cleans up the remaining fluid that looks close to cocoa. "I dropped the mug." He sticks a finger into his mouth and looks up to her. "And you picked up the pieces and cut yourself." He looks away from her with a shy gaze before nodding. "Yeah."

"Okay, let me see." She stretches out a hand and Steve lays his in hers. She looks at the finger. "Hm. It's not really deep. Still, I put a band aid on it. Wait a sec."

"Y/N, no. it doesn't even hurt. It's probably better in a few hours anyway."

"No arguing, Steve. Sit down on a chair, will you?" She turns around and opens a shelf over their fridge, taking out a box of band aids. She makes quick work of putting one on Steve's finger. "It's... There is a ...."

"Yeah. It's a bear. I only have some for children. You have to bear with it." She kisses his had before looking at the kitchen. On the counter stand two cups with steamy cocoa. She smiles at Steve and gives him a kiss on the lips. A boom sounds through the kitchen. Y/N straightens and sighs. "Even here they can't wait 'till it's time to start the firecrackers."

"I think it's the same as back in the 40s." Steve shrugs. He quickly cleans up the remaining mess on the floor before filling a new mug with the cocoa in the pot on the stove. Y/N sores the box of band aids away again before helping Steve to carry the mugs back into the living room. She stops in her track as her eyes fall on the couch. "Shit." She hurries over to the table and places the mug on it before crouching down. "What is it?" Steve follows her and gasps. Between couch and coffee table lies Bucky. He gasps for air, holding his chest while shaking. Y/N shuffles so that she's in his field of view. She holds out a hand for him. "It's okay Bucky. You're alright. It's me. Y/N. I'm here to help you through this okay? All you have to do is take my hand." She waits for Bucky to take it, but he shakes his head letting out a grunt. "What happened?" Y/N looks back at Steve who shrugs. "FRIDAY? What happened?"

"It seems that Sergeant Barnes got a panic attack after the firecracker started. It exploded right outside the door, Captain Rogers." Steve nods and looks back down at their boyfriend. Y/N rumors to the brunette that he's okay and that they are here for him. Her voice is silent but firm and yet soft at the same time. "Come on, Buck. You're okay." Slowly Bucky reaches out for her hand. She notices that its slightly smaller than it's used to be. "Steve. Will you get me some clothes? And the bear."