dollymixtures | It's all coming back to me now (Spot and Bucky)

When the Hydra facility had been raided, the last thing anybody expected to find was a 16 year old kid on ice, and yet there he'd been. Steve had been the one to stop the Hydra scientist from shutting down the life support, but they hadn't got there in time to prevent the destruction of a good half the facility's records - including the ones about who the kid was or why he was there.

So what choice did they have but to wake him up and find out?

He was uncooperative at first, refused to give them any details other than the name 'Spot' and kept threatening to fight anybody that came close, though they managed to work out pretty easily that he was from Brooklyn and he'd been on the ice almost as long as Steve had. It's when he overhears a comment about Bucky that he seems to change his tune.

"Bucky Barnes?" he asks, and while he still seems wary, for the first time since he woke up he says something actually helpful "I'll talk to him. Tell him the name's Sean Conlon."

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Bucky puts an arm around the kid when he leans against Bucky.

He listens to Sean talk not interrupting him letting him quietly spill the beans.

“We’ll it was either a dream or a memory.” Bucky says after a long but peaceful silence. “Either on is okay, you’re not alone in the nightmare department in this house.” He’s honest about it. “You were with them for awhile makes sense that you would understand some Russian.” He adds. “Might have been seeing if they wanted to train you.”

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brooklynishere

"They had me a long time but they didn't do anything, I was under-"

polozhit' mal'chika obratno, my vozobnovim pozzhe

The words echo in his mind and he repeats them, slowly. His Russian isn't great but it's close enough that Bucky should be able to understand it.

Put the boy back under, we'll resume later.

"How do I know that?" he asks nervously "It... it's gotta be a memory, ain't it?"

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not_a_commie

Bucky thinks for a minute, “Might be a memory, if it is it’s okay.” He squeezes Sean’s shoulder. “It’s what they do train people, or test them to see if they want them.” His voice is calm and kind, “We’ll get the blood work from earlier back, the scans from before they pulled you.” He lets out a slow breath. “You’re going to be ok.” His voice has that kind seriousness to it.

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brooklynishere

For a moment, Spot doesn't say anything, digesting the information. Then he looks up at Bucky and for a moment he lets all his vulnerability and fear show in his face, he trusts Bucky enough to be open about it.

"You promise?" he asks quietly.

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not_a_commie

“I can say I’m pretty sure, I can’t promise they didn’t change you, but I can tell it doesn’t matter if they did, we’ll figure it out, and you’ll still be my and Steve’s kid.” He shrugs. “But yeah but whatever it is you’ll be okay.” He smiles and it’s an honest one.

“You ready to get back to sleep, our you need more time?”

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brooklynishere

"Thanks dad."

He considers it for a few moments, but when his thought process is interrupted by a yawn he realises the decision is already made.

"Yea, I'm good. Sorry for waking you." he stands, stretching, and starts to head back to bed. Just before he leaves the room he pauses, glances back over his shoulder and says "...you's a really good dad. You know that, right?"

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not_a_commie

“I’m trying.” He yawns a little, “you’re still grounded.” He says moving into the kitchen to get himself some water before heading upstairs to get back in bed with Steve.

Bucky wakes up early the next morning it’s Thursday, he makes breakfast for the three of them he’s staying home with Spot. He didn’t have any training to run through with the newer Avengers. Peter had gotten booted for the next few months because of the whole Mysterio debacle.

He slides Steve a cup of coffee and some toast while he makes a pile of eggs for them. With some sausage.

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brooklynishere

"I know," Spot rolls his eyes, but there's no attitude to it, and heads up to bed. He doesn't have any more nightmares that night.

At breakfast the next morning he's got his phone back on the understanding that he was texting Peter about schoolwork, which he had been, only the half smile on his face and his totally abandoned breakfast would probably give away that the conversation has moved on from that.

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not_a_commie

“Does he looks like he’s texting about school work Steve? I don’t think he looks like he’s texting about school work.” Bucky’s says not looking up from the tablet with the A engraved on the back.

“Sure doesn’t.” Steve replies not looking up from the actual paper newspaper he’s reading.

“Well he has to give it back before dinner anyway.” Bucky shrugs fighting a laugh as he looks at Spot out of the corner of his eye.

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brooklynishere

Spot's head shot up at the teasing and he glares at the two of them, though it's definitely the glare of a teenager who's been caught doing something he shouldn't.

The smile quickly returns when he looks back down at his phone though, and if they're not going to take it off him right now he's going to take advantage of it. After a few moments, though, he looks up again.

"...When am I done being grounded?" he asks innocently

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not_a_commie

"Monday, so you can start going out again next weekend." He says flipping the keyboard out on his iPad working on an email. "Petro is trying to go on the Moscow opp." He says to Steve shaking his head.

"Kid's still too angry to handle that if it's who we think it is, Wanda maybe, but twins." He shrugs, "Is it stealth or muscle?" Steve asks.

"Looking like a bit of both." Bucky says musing."Bruce and Clint would work well, or Clint and Stephen." He hums

"All three," Steve suggests.

He turns his attention to Spot, "Why are you asking?" He smirks putting his chin in his hand.

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brooklynishere

Spot goes back to tapping away, letting the conversation wash over him, his smile getting a little wider - until he's being asked why and he looks up, for a moment his expression is almost guilty.

Then that overly innocent expression is back and he says

"Can I go to the movies with Peter next Friday?"

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not_a_commie

Bucky is trying not to laugh and Steve has more of the dad look now, looking at Bucky raising his eyebrows.

"Yeah, you can." He nods taking a sip of his coffee Bucky says easily.

"But you have to get all your homework done, and no calls from the school," Steve adds quickly, causing Bucky to give him an amused look, trying to laugh. But he's not gonna step on Steve's toes, they are doing this together.

"What Steve said." Bucky snorts sending the email and closing up his tablet.

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brooklynishere

"I will, I will," Spot doesn't even protest the conditions - they're reasonable enough, Bucky and Steve are pretty insistent on making sure his homework is done anyway, and he doesn't want to get any more calls from school once he gets back.

There's practically a grin on his face as he taps back confirmation that he can go.

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not_a_commie

Bucky manages to keep his expression neutral, trying not to laugh, he has a feeling he knows what's going on, and he's pretty sure Steve is on the same page. He just hopes it's not Spot attaching to the first person that was nice to him. "What are you going to go see?" Bucky asks, opening his wallet for a moment.

"Also before I forget, was going to give it to you yesterday but then the fistfight happened." He hands Spot a plastic card, "Homework, chores, being home on time, and 30 bucks a week goes into the account." He says easily. Already put some in there to kick start the account, I'll put the app on your phone, so you can check how much you have before you use it."

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brooklynishere

"I don't know, I told Peter he can pick," movies were something Spot hadn't really gotten into yet, he has too many other things occupying his time, but he has fond memories of sneaking into the pictures back in the past so he's happy to relive that with Peter. Only this time they can actually pay - he can actually pay, he realises, when Bucky hands him the card.

He thanks Bucky, tucking the card into his pocket and then finally putting his phone down and finishes breakfast.

By the time Friday rolls around, he's managed to keep out of trouble and his nose is looking a lot better (at least, most of the swelling and bruising has gone down), he arrives back at home and barely stops to shout a greeting at Bucky and Steve before he's heading upstairs to start getting ready.

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not_a_commie

"Hi... Bye..." Bucky says not looking away from his book, Steve sitting on the couch sketching something in his book of fancy paper, fingers coated in charcoal.

"Odds of him putting on too much cologne?" Steve asks not looking up.

"80, no 90 percent," Bucky smirks. "What if we're wrong, and it's not a date?"

"Pretty sure it's a date," Steve says using his thumb to do something to one of his lines, Bucky's never sure what it does, but if things had been different Steve's work would be in the MET he's sure of it. Maybe he would have been a press photographer. He wondered where all the photos he took before the war ended up.

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brooklynishere

"Dad!" Spot's voice comes echoing down the stairs half an hour or so later (once he's showered and had a chance to to dig through his entire wardrobe) "Where's my dark blue shirt?"

There's an edge of urgency to it, like it's very important that he finds that specific shirt.

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not_a_commie

"Dryer." He calls back, looking at Steve and laughing shaking his head. "He's got it worse then you did." Bucky teases giving Steve a look.

"You mean worse than you had it," Steve says smirking.

"You stole a motorcycle, went AWOL, talked Howard Stark into stealing a plane... because you didn't believe I was dead." He points out turning the page in his book.

"You would've done the same." Steve points out.

"I would have." Bucky nods. "Should we be rude and tell him to be home by nine?"

"I was going to say 8." Steve grins.

Steve forever Bucky's little shit.

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brooklynishere

Spot half runs down the stairs and through the living room to get his shirt out the dryer, already wearing black jeans and a plain white t-shirt (because he's never gotten out of the habit of wearing an undershirt), his hair's still a little damp and kind of a mess because he hasn't styled it yet.

He appears again a few minutes later with an annoyed expression.

"It's still wet."

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not_a_commie

Steve smirks a little and lets out a sigh, "Well whose supposed turn the dryer on when doing their own laundry." he shrugs, not looking up from his drawing.

"Put it back in the drying turn the dryer on." He says, "Take off the white undershirt, put on a normal t-shirt." Bucky says turning the page in his book, stretching out on the sofa a little more. That's all the advice he's going to give unless the kid actually asks.

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brooklynishere

"I already put it back in," he scowls, flopping down onto one of the chairs since there's not much else he can do while he's waiting for his shirt to dry, other than go back upstairs and try on the three shirts he's already tried before deciding only the blue one would do.

"What's wrong with the undershirt?" he asks with a frown, looking down at himself and suddenly unsure what he's doing wrong.

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not_a_commie

"Nothing, but the movies aren't fancy anymore." Bucky explains, "Tee shirt, jeans sneakers, hoodie or sweater, jean jacket." He says tilting his head back and smiling at Spot over the arm of the couch.

"I think button-ups and undershirts are fine, but Clint told me I dress like a grandpa, but he also called Bucky a murder hippie." Steve snorts. "Find what works for you." Steve smiles

"Yep what works for you... but it's just a movie, so breath," Bucky says playing dumb.

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brooklynishere

"I ain't wearing no hoodie on a-" he stops himself, floundering for just a second before continuing "evenin' out, even if the movies ain't like that anymore."

Only now he's second guessing himself and wondering if he should wear something different, even if Steve did seem kind of on his side (and he wasn't about to take fashion advice from Clint).

"I'm breathin' fine." he snaps.

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not_a_commie

"Relax, it's not like it's a date," Bucky says and Steve chokes down a laugh, "Wear what you want but take a sweater shirt or one of your warmer jackets, supposed to start getting cold," Bucky says.

"Hmmm that sure is a lot of attitude Buck, weren't we talking about what time he needs to be home," Steve says but his voice is light and teasing.