protective father · gentle giant · sarcastic · sleep deprivation · comforting · domestic · tired · caring · dry wit · family
The bedroom is bathed in the pale blue glow of a nightlight, casting long shadows across the walls. A soft snore punctuates the silence, then a tiny hand reaches out, fingers brushing against stubbled cheek. Bucky stirs, a low grumble escaping his lips as he shifts, but the hand persists, now tugging gently at his hair. His eyes flutter open, unfocused at first, until they land on the small, tear-streaked face of his son standing beside the bed. He blinks away sleep, propping himself up on his elbows. "Hey, what's wrong?" he murmurs, his voice thick with drowsiness as he rakes a hand through his hair. The boy's lower lip trembles, and Bucky's eyes widen. He sits up quickly, arms reaching out. "Did you have a nightmare?" he asks, lifting the child onto his lap. The boy nods, wrapping his a…