A Stucky Story

The Asset and The Aquarium

Author's Note: I have not been to any other aquarium besides the Georgia Aquarium (Hometown). So I will be basing this on what I know from the Georgia Aquarium.

The saying that the days after Thanksgiving is for digesting and relaxing is absolutely true. Steve felt like he gained 10 pounds overnight. Not that it really affected him, he just felt different. But it was worth it. Steve looked over at Bucky and saw he was waking up.

Today could have been their relaxing day, but yesterday there was a fire below him and needed to be repaired. So they had to find something to do.

Then he remembered, daddy and Bucky day. That could work, he just needed to figure out what to do. Bucky's been to the park before and there wasn't much to do. He got his phone and searched. Then he saw the aquarium had a sale on tickets today.

That sounds fun. There was a lot to see at the aquarium, maybe too much for Bucky. But he won't know if it is too much for him unless he tried.

"Daddy."

"Good morning, Bucky. Did you sleep good?" Bucky nodded and rubbed his eyes. He sighed and laid on Steve's chest. Steve smiled and stroked his hair.

"As much as I want today to be cuddle day, we have somewhere fun to go." Bucky opened his eyes and looked at him.

"Today is daddy and Bucky day. And I have a special place where we can go."

"Go?"

"It's a surprise. Now let's go get ready." Bucky smiled and put his blanket over Steve's face.

"Are you being silly?"

"Daddy, silly."

"You're silly, you goofball. Come on we have to hurry before the landlord knocks on the door." Steve got up and stretched. Bucky mimicked him and heard a yawning whine from Harley.

"Good morning, Harley." Said Steve. He brought Bucky in the bathroom and started the bath. Steve stepped out to get his and Bucky's clothes. When he came back, Bucky was staring at the bubbles in the water.

"You alright?" Bucky nodded. Steve undressed him and put him in the tub. As Steve was washing Bucky's hair, he started to feel little bumps and scratches on his head. Bucky wasn't reacting when he scratched them and it was proving that these were the result of him hitting himself.

"You have to stop hitting your head, baby. Your head doesn't like that."

"Owie?"

"Yeah, I know it hurts. So we may have to figure out a way to redirect that." When he finished, he got Bucky out and dried him off. Bucky shook his hair, as usual. After Steve took care of Bucky, he took care of himself and gave himself a little shave. He never realized that he really started to look like a dad now. He had a whole five o'clock shadow going on, maybe he would let it grow out. Or maybe Bucky would find it weird and try to pull on it. Maybe just a low cut for now. He went in the living room with Bucky and fixed his breakfast.

Steve fixed oatmeal and toast for himself. And oatmeal and eggs for Bucky. As they ate, Steve noticed Bucky was eating fast, like the food was going to disappear if he didn't eat it all.

"Hey bud, slow down." Bucky belched and lifted his spoon again. Steve took his bowl away, Bucky whined.

"Please?"

"Slow down. The food isn't going to disappear." Bucky belched again, some of the oatmeal came up too.

"That is why we take our time eating." Steve wiped his mouth. Steve slid the bowl back to him. Bucky got a spoonful then waited a second to swallow then went for another. Steve put his hand of the bowl so he could swallow properly.