The decision to keep their wedding private was not easy. So they opted to have a few close friends being Sam and Nat. A few months after Pierce died, Steve and Rumlow rekindled their relationship and was rarely apart. Rumlow had taken well to being a part-time agent. Bucky enjoyed having him around more. But they quickly realized Bucky had developed separation anxiety.
One day, Steve had a meeting with the avengers, so it was Rumlow and Bucky for the day. They were watching a movie for a while and Rumlow got a phone call so he went in the other room. He immediately heard screaming, he went back in the living room. Bucky clung onto him and wouldn't let him go unless he absolutely had to. After investing in some therapy, the therapist discovered that Bucky had separation anxiety common in young children and easily treatable with time. But she did say that Rumlow shouldn't stay with Bucky too long now that he was part-time.
Things got better slowly and as the day till Steve's and Rumlow's wedding draw near, they needed to make sure he would be okay once they were separated while they got ready.
Today, they had final fittings and getting Bucky a suit since he couldn't behave the last time they were there.
"Dada?"
"Yes, sweetheart?"
"Winter go too?"
"Yes, he can come with us." Rumlow tied his shoes. Steve came back with Bucky's bag. They went downstairs to the garage and got in the car. They were also beginning to realize that Bucky was becoming smart at unlocking himself from the car seat, so in order to keep him in the seat, they installed an extra lock that could only be unlocked to their fingerprints, curtesy of Stark. Bucky hated it so he began to put his feet on the center arm rest.
"Bucky, what did I say about your feet up here?" Asked Steve.
"Not safe."
"Okay, put them down please." Bucky put his feet down.
"You know he's pretty tall, he probably feels cramped." Said Rumlow.
"I've been back there, he has at least five inches of extra space. And I'm taller than him." Fair point. Once they arrived at the suit shop, the man greeted them and told them he would be with them in a minute. Until then, they had sit in a room full of fancy suits with a two year old who was very touchy.
"Bucky, just look don't touch." Said Rumlow. Bucky already had his sights on touching anything with stripes or dots. Or anything very bright.
"Daddy, pink."
"Yes and what's that one?"
"Green."
"Good job, no touching." Bucky looked at him then at the green stripped suit. It needed to be touched.
"Remind me again why we didn't buy that backpack harness?" Asked Rumlow.
"He doesn't need it. He has to learn how to control himself in public. I don't want to limit him too much." Rumlow saw a child that had a backpack harness with a leash the other day. Probably cause the kid was a runner. Bucky wasn't a runner, but he didn't know how to stay close sometimes. A backpack harness wouldn't be a bad idea. Then their tailor came.
"Whose going first?"
"I'll go." Said Steve. When Steve left, Bucky wasn't happy. Rumlow decided to play a small game with him. Whichever hand had the goldfish, he got a piece. Bucky was smart and his sense of smell was very strong so he found the right hand very fast, but it kept him occupied until Steve came out.
"Your turn." Rumlow left. Steve had an easier time keeping Bucky occupied. All he had to do was play I spy. Once Rumlow was finished, the tailored looked at Bucky.
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A Stucky Story
FanficThis story will contain a lot of Stucky or EvanStan. I am very much in love with this pair. If you do not approve, I do not care. Just don't read it. But do know, this is all that this story is about.