𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥 - 𝐀𝐠𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 - 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

🦋I'm Sorry🦋

Baby- Bucky - 3

Daddy- Steve

Little Brother- Tony - 1

3rd Person:

Steve woke up to crying from the baby monitor. He groaned and rolled over dragging himself out of bed. He has a splitting head ache. He walks to the next room and sees Tony sitting up in his crib bawling his eyes out. The crying making his headache even worse. "Hey sweetheart what's all this cryin for? Huh?" He says walking over to the boy. Tony instantly pulled his arms up and made grabby hands at him. Steve pulled Tony into his arms holding onto the Dark haired boy tightly. He felt the boys diaper and he needed a change.

Steve laid Tony on the changing table only for Tony to start wailing again. Steve inwardly groaned. He opened one of the drawers on the changing table and grabbed a baby blue pacifier gently pushing it into the boys mouth quieting him to small whimpers. Steve finished changing him quickly. "There we go baby all done." He says picking up Tony and setting him on his hip. "How about some morning cartoons while I wake up your brother." Tony smiled and nodded enthusiastically. Steve kissed the baby's cheek.

Steve walked downstairs to the living room. He set Tony on the floor with some blocks and turned the TV on Spongebob. Before he trudged back up the stairs to retrieve Bucky he took some ibuprofen. Steve walked down the hall and quietly opened Bucky's bedroom door. "Come on Bucky Bear, time to get up." Steve whispered softly. Bucky opened his eyes slowly. "Daddy?" Steve walked over to Bucky. "Mo'ning cuddwe?" Bucky asked making grabby hands at Steve. "No sweetheart not today." He said. "Bu' why?" Bucky asked. He wasn't complaining just wondering. "Bucky, I said not today. Cmon your brother's downstairs waiting." Steve said a little too harshly.

Bucky looked up at Steve with tear filled eyes holding onto his teddy tighter. Steve turned towards the boys closet picking out his outfit for the day. He picked out a blue short sleeve shirt with a red helicopter on the top right side and some khaki shorts. "Do you need a change?" Steve asked. Bucky stayed silent and looked down. He didn't want to make Steve angrier by saying anything. "Bucky. Answer me." Steve prompted. He was really angry now and that made Bucky want to cry even more. Bucky nodded a little. Steve sighed and scooped him up taking him to the changing table. "Daddy? Can I have my paci pease." The boy asked quietly. "Where is it." Bucky looked up at Steve. "I-in my bed I tink." He whispered.

Steve walked over to Bucky's bed leaving the metal armed boy on the table. Bucky swung his legs a little as they dangled off the table. He picked his head up when he saw Steve pinching the bridge of his nose as he walked over. Steve looked up at Bucky and pushed the pacifier in the boys mouth laying him down on the plush table. Bucky whimpered at the cold feeling of the wipes. "Bucky stop whining." Steve said irritably.

He wasn't meaning to be rude his head was pounding more and more as the day went on. Bucky quieted with more tears threatening to spill from his bright blue orbs. Steve changed Bucky into his clean clothes not being as gentle as he normally was. Steve placed Bucky on the floor and started walking to the living room. "Daddy up up?" Bucky sniffled. Steve picked Bucky up into his arms walking down the stairs cautiously. When the two got downstairs they saw Natasha cooking breakfast. "Nat you didn't have to cook." The blonde sighed. He sat Bucky down in the living room with Tony so he could help Natasha.

A few minutes later Nat walked in the living room to get the boys while Steve set the table. "Hey lovelies!" She smiles brightly. "Aunt Tas'a!" The littles said in sync. "It's time for breakfast. I made scrambled eggs and bacon." She said. Bucky's eyes lit up. Aunt Tashas scrambled eggs were his favorite. Natasha stood up and lifted Tony into her arms and held Bucky's hand as they walked into the kitchen together. Bucky sat in between Natasha and Tony. Tony sat in a high chair though. He ate his food with his hands.

Breakfast was quiet except for the conversation between Steve and Natasha. Bucky got finished rather quickly. "Daddy can I go p'ay?" Bucky asked shyly. He was scared Steve would yell at him. Steve nodded as Bucky got up eagerly and accidentally hit Tony making him cry. Bucky froze and looked at Tony. He was gonna get a big timeout after this. Tears started streaming down his face as he turned around to face Steve. Natasha comforting Tony. "James. Come here, right now." Steve only said Bucky's real name when he was in big trouble. The brunette whimpered and walked over to Steve pure fear shown on his face. "Sweetheart, why did you hit Bubba?" Bucky wiped his teary eyes. "Din' mean to Daddy. P'omise. I sowwy." He choked out.

"It's okay, but you're going in timeout for 15 minutes. If you get up you will have worse consequences. Understand." Steve said sternly. Bucky started crying harder. He hated timeout with a passion. Steve grabbed Bucky's hand taking him to the living room corner. Bucky sat down still sobbing as Steve pushed his pacifier in his mouth. Natasha had taken Tony to his room to play while Steve got Bucky all sorted out. Bucky squirmed in the seat so much to the point he ended up falling out of it.

Steve heard a thump and sighed. Bucky began wailing again knowing what was about to happen. Steve walked angrily to the living room to see Bucky sitting on the floor bawling his eyes out. He looked at Steve and hid his face. "James Buchanan Barnes. Come over here." Steve half yelled. Bucky flinched at how loud his voice was. Bucky stood up and walked over to Steve with his head down. Steve sat down and patted his knee and Bucky whimpered. He got 15 spankings. Bucky normally got lots of cuddles afterwards but instead Steve took Bucky to his room. "Stay in here until I come get you." Bucky nodded slowly. Steve closed Bucky's door on his way out almost slamming it. Bucky went over to his bed and laid down clutching his teddy under the blankets. He cried as quietly as he could.

A few hours passed and Natasha was walking down the hall from Tony's room. She had just put him down for a nap. She saw Bucky's door closed. Weird. He never closed it during the day. Natasha walked in slowly and saw Bucky shaking and crying. "Oh Buck." She said. Bucky's head shot up and he made grabby hands at Natasha. She walked over to his bed and picked him up. She cradled him close and rubbed his back. "What's wrong sweetheart?" She whispered. Bucky's lip started wobbling. "D-Daddy hates me." He started sobbing by the end of the sentence. Natasha was angry at Steve for making Bucky think he hated him but she noticed something was off. She just couldn't figure it out. "Hey it's ok. Lovely, Daddy doesn't hate you." Bucky buried his head in her neck and sobbed a little bit quieter.

She let him cry for a few minutes. "Love, You have to stop crying or you're gonna feel icky." She whispered. "Aunt Tas'a. I'm hungwy." Bucky whispered. "You want a bottle sweetie?" Bucky nodded a little. He was afraid to see his daddy. He didn't want him being even more mad at him.

Natasha walked down the stairs carefully. Steve looked up from the couch and she glared. 'You need to fix this' she mouthed. She walked to the kitchen with Bucky still in her arms. She sat him on the counter as she prepared his bottle. He swung his legs and held onto his teddy looking around as he waited. Natasha soon finished and walked over to Bucky. "Do you want Daddy to feed you or me babes." She asked quietly. "Daddy." He whispered. He was getting tired. Natasha scooped Bucky up in her arms and took him over to Steve. She set the bottle down and handed Bucky to him.

Bucky hugged Steve's neck. "Daddy I sowwy." He whispered. He was still scared. Steve hugged him tight as if Bucky might leave. "I'm so sorry babydoll. Daddy was mean huh." Steve pulled away and kissed Bucky's cheek. The boy nodded. "You hungry baby?" Steve asked running his hands through Bucky's hair. Bucky nodded. Steve moved Bucky so he was laying across Steve. He pushed the nipple passed Bucky's lips and the baby drank immediately. Steve draped a fuzzy blanket over them both. Bucky finished a few minutes later falling asleep. Steve kissed his forehead and slipped his pacifier into his mouth. "I wov ou Daddy." Bucky mumbled through the pacifier. "I love you too Bucky Bear."

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