A Stucky Story

The Asset and The Collection

Requested by wthda08

When Bruce said that the increase dosage of the pills would cause Bucky to be more moody and hungry, Steve was hoping that it would just be more crying and more back talk. While he did get that, Bucky was starting to hit and bite more. The first day he took the pills, he didn't notice the difference in Bucky. The next morning, Bucky was up before him and saying he was hungry. Steve fixed him oatmeal, he didn't want that. After a five minute stare down, Steve asked him what he wanted, Bucky didn't respond, so he took that as a he didn't know what he wanted. Steve tried to hand fed him, something must have snapped in Bucky's mind resulting in him having a fit. 

The moodiness evened out after a week, but he was still acting up every now and then.

"Bucky, come eat." Steve fixed omelettes infused with spinach and ham. Bucky got up from the couch and sat on the chair. Steve cut up the omelette into bite size pieces, Bucky wasn't exactly fond of new things. But it was eggs. Bucky used his fingers to eat, Steve bought baby eating utensils to teach him how to use them. He wasn't interested.

Once he finished, he looked at Steve's plate. He had more on his plate and he was still hungry.

"Want."

"What do you want?" Steve asked. Bucky pointed to his omelette.

"You can have some fruit." Steve moved his plate away from Bucky and got up. He fixed a bowl of apple slices and carrots. Bucky shook his head and pointed to his omelette.

"No more. You can have this."

"NO!" Bucky screamed. Steve sighed and set the bowl in front of him. Bucky whined and pushed the bowl away from him resulting in the bowl tipping over and falling on the floor.

"You are still so moody. Clean that up." Steve unbuckled him. Bucky stubbornly put the apple and carrots in trash. Then Steve's phone buzzed.

"Good, Bruce can get us in today." Bruce wanted to make sure the pills were working for Bucky and Steve didn't have any complications from his injury. Steve felt fine, he healed quickly but he mainly wanted to make sure Bucky was okay. 

"Go get your shoes."

"No."

"Bucky, now."

"NO!" Bucky screamed and kicked at Steve. Steve knew he was in for a tantrum, the third one this week. Steve waited a second for the tantrum to stop and got his clothes. Bucky relaxed, crying, but relaxed a little.

"Bucky, go get your shoes." Bucky cried but got up and got his shoes. Steve got him dressed and put on his shoes.

"Are you going to be whiny the whole trip?"

"Yeah." 

"At least you're being honest about it." Steve smiled at the one bit of honesty. He put on his and Harley's winter coats and harnesses. They sat in the car, waiting for it to warm up. Bucky was still crying a little bit, but it wasn't an upset cry. He was just crying. Steve smiled at him, then headed towards the tower.

Once they arrived, Bucky was still being a whiny boy. First, he didn't want to leave the car. Then he didn't want to go down to the lab. So Steve just picked him up and carried him to the lab.

"Good morning, Steve and Bucky. Everything alright?" Asked Bruce.

"Someone is being a whiny boy, but he's fine."

"I see. Has he been like this since he's started the medication?"

"It was worse the next morning after he took it, but's evening out a bit."