Can I request of Jack is clinging on Y/n like koala. Like when Bucky try to pry him off of her but he said “No! I’m staying with mommy and protect her!”
Jack's clingy behavior was out of character for him. The majority of the time, he was such a sweet boy who could entertain himself. Bucky knew what was going on with him, though.
He knew this was coming from the last mission that led you to be gone for over a month. Bucky himself grew anxious when your communication got more and more limited with each day you were gone. He worried about how long it would be before you returned home, especially when Jack soon realized you weren't there yet. As the days went by, he would wail for you. It was a heartbreaking experience for Bucky, but he did what he could to bear it for Jack's sake.
Eventually, you returned home to your boys. As a result, Jack has refused to leave your side. He never left you alone and even lost interest in the things he used to love like his favorite toys and play fighting with Bucky. Every night since you got home, he refused to stay in his room and slept in between you and Bucky.
"Mama!" Jack squealed as he reached out to grab a hold of your leg.
You couldn't help but feel a maternal tug on your heart. Then when Bucky decided to try to pry him off you and Jack replied with a "No!", you practically teared up.
You and Bucky always knew you had to do whatever it took to protect your son. Perhaps he felt he needed to do what he could to protect you and make sure you were there, safe with him.
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You whispered the words, afraid of the reaction to them. It wasn’t as though you didn’t want to, you just weren’t ready. The idea was too daunting.
Just as quietly his hushed voice asked, “Why not?”
“I’m not ready.”
“So it’s not a no.” His soft eyes caught your gaze for a brief moment. Within that second you saw a glimmer of hope flash through his eyes.
You glanced down, “It’s not a no.” You let the unsaid words hang in the air. The words that it could be a yes, in time. That you weren’t unwilling just not ready.
“Then I’ll wait.” He stepped back.
You looked up, expecting resolution. What you saw on his face was a patient acceptance. Your eyes misted at the implications. He was willing to wait for you to be ready. For you to realize what you wanted and what you needed.
“Why?” He should be heartbroken, he should be disappointed, he should-
“Because I care about you,” gentle hands rested on your shoulders, encouraging you to look him in the eye, “and that is enough reason for me to wait if all you need is a bit more time.” He smiled softly, “Besides, I can’t say I truly care if something so small were to destroy that. Don’t rush yourself,” he placed a feather light kiss on your brow and pulled back. “I’ll be here when you’re ready, whatever you decide.”
“Thank you,” the words floated away on the wind, too quiet to hear but he knew. He knew and he would wait, because he cared.
What is it like during winter days with Bucky and jack like
"Papa, look!"
Bucky happily watched on as his two-year-old son, Jack, hopped into the snow and giggled as his little feet sunk into the ground. He's always loved the snow. Even at such an early age, Jack would watch the snow fall with big curious eyes.
"I see bud,"
Jack's mother had that same fascination and habit of enjoying the little things. Jack reminded him of her so much. To Y/N, there was always something so captivating about watching what snow could do. She would talk about the crunching noise it could make when stepped on, making snowmen and angels, and snowball fights. Like him, she had mostly known about the ugliness the world offered. He loved that she could still see beauty in things, including him.
The smile Jack gave him told Bucky that he was content with him too. He chuckled softly as his son released a little squeal while he waddled over. His smile stayed when Jack grabbed a hold of his gloved finger with his small hand so he could lead him further into the snow-covered park.
It was getting colder, and soon enough, it’ll be dark. Bucky better take Jack in soon.
In a little while, though. Moments like these were so precious and priceless.