The White Wolf's New Life

The White Wolf goes to Disney World pt. 3

Wednesday

There were a few things Steve did not mind waking up to. That being Bucky staring at him and Harley pressing her body against him.

He didn't get either of those. Bucky wasn't in bed. He looked on the floor, Bucky wasn't there. He looked at his phone, almost six. This would be about the time Bucky would get up. Steve got out of bed and went in the living room.

He could barely see that Bucky was sitting on the couch, rocking himself. Harley was on the couch with him. The tv wasn't on so he was sitting in completely darkness.

"Buck?" Steve asked. Bucky whined. Steve turned on the lamp, he looked stressed again. "What's going on? Does your head still hurt?" Bucky shook his head. "It doesn't hurt. Is something else going on?"

"Room."

"You want your sensory room?" Bucky nodded. "You're becoming homesick again. Listen, two more days then we can go back home. I miss home too." Bucky groaned then flapped his hands. Steve sighed, Bucky wasn't a fan of week long vacations. He probably still liked the trip but he was stressed.

On top of all that, Bucky was due for a meltdown. Now Steve was hesitant to leave Bucky with Nat and Sam. The best thing Steve could probably do was keep him as relaxed as possible until it was time for the massage. Steve picked him up and held him while he sat down. This would probably be better if he had his rocking chair but they didn't. Hopefully, he can calm him down.

After about two hours, Bucky calmed down a bit and fell back to sleep. Nat was nice enough to go get them breakfast and Sam took Harley outside.

Steve would have let him sleep a little longer but he was losing feeling in his legs.

"Bucky?" Steve rubbed his back. Bucky growled at him. Steve sighed and laid him on the other side of the couch. Bucky woke up, mildly upset. "Don't act like that, my legs hurt." Steve got up and stretched.

"Hungry."

"Mommy should be back soon with breakfast." Bucky sighed dramatically then rocked himself. Steve got his fidget toys and offered one, but he was not in the mood to play.

Nat came back with food. Bucky's mood improved a bit. He wasn't whining but he was in the mood where he didn't want to do much but cuddle.

Today was not that day.

"You're appointment is in five minutes, please go." Nat said.

"But Bucky?"

"If he doesn't want to go anywhere, then we won't. But you have to go."

"But-"

"Look, we can handle him. If he has a meltdown, we'll let you know," Nat pushed him out the door. "So go and enjoy yourself." She shut the door. Steve was about knock on the door but decided against it as he would probably get yelled at. Steve went in the elevator and went down to the lobby. He got to the massage area.

"Welcome, your name please?" The lady asked.

"Steve Rogers." The lady looked at her book then nodded.

"Just in time, please step into the dressing room and put the robe on. A masseuse will be with you shortly." Steve nodded and went in the dressing room. He was familiar with the massage so this will hopefully be the same if not better experience.

Sam and Nat knew a few things about Bucky's mood swings. When he said no, he meant it. But there was sometimes an uncertainty about his no's. And this was a time where his no's were uncertain. Immediately after Steve left, Bucky became a bit weary.