Title: Summer Nights
Author: RuckyStarnes
Card: B018
Characters: Bucky Barnes, Kobik, Wanda Maximoff, Karla Sofen, Abner Jenkins, Erik Josten
Warnings: domestic Bucky, dad figure Bucky, floof
Rating: G
Words: 1,625
Written for: @buckybarnesbingo
Event: Bucky Barnes Bingo
Prompt/Square: U4: Told You So
Summary: Bucky comes back from a long mission late and Kobik missed him and wants to play. Even though he is tired to the bone, he agrees and introduces her to fireflies
Type: Moodboard | Fic
Bucky never thought he would ever be a father with as much trauma as he had endured in the last 70 years, let alone be a suitable father figure to someone. But when Kobik came into the world, taking the form of a four year old girl, and the brutal way that SHIELD had treated her, he had a deep rooted need to protect her. Sure, his team was of questionable tastes, but they all knew that they had to protect Kobik at all costs, even if it meant that he had to lie to Steve and be deemed a villain, the latter being something he was used to from the moment he got his mind back. The kid was unique by any costs, but was always happy and eager when he was around, so she wore down his walls that he had built up over the years of being reformed, like all the other members of the Thunderbolts.
Bucky loved to entertain Kobik as much as he could. So many times she would come bounding down the hallway when he got back to their base after a mission, wrapping her arms around his waist and state that he was gone too long. It didn’t matter if he was tired to the bone, arm short circuiting, or bleeding to the point he needed stitches, if Kobik asked for it, he would try his best to give it to her.
She loved stories. Her bright, ice blue eyes would be wide as he read from the latest fantasy novel she was obsessed with (right now it was the Fellowship of the Ring), hanging onto every word he said, asking questions or proposing ways she could fix the problems that the characters would have. He would have to remind her that her powers could not be used in such a way without knowing what the outcome would be like. They all found that out when she brought Steve back, but Kobik created, or stole from a universe, another Captain America in the same timeline that went against the rules of time. It was nice to see his friend back, the man whom he had grown up with and known in his early life, but there was another version out there that was Steve as well, but the one that went against everything he ever stood for. Kobik apologized profusely, her eyes wide with tears as he hung onto his side, begging for him to forgive her.
He always did. She was a kid after all: a kid with powers that no one else could fathom or knew how to control. Strange and Wanda helped as best as they could, but even they had no idea how she could control her powers. If Kobik wanted it, she could make it so.
He walked into their base, tired to the core and wanting nothing but a hot shower and beer, but he saw the bounding white haired girl coming towards him and he forced a smile, happy to see her still there.
“Buckaroo! You’re back!” she smiled, flinging herself at him, her thin arms wrapping around his waist in a tight hug. She pulled back enough to crane her neck to look up at him, her eyes narrowed and her lips pursed. “You’re late!”
“I know, kiddo. I couldn’t call, and I’m sorry,” he replied gently, his hand coming up to pat her head as she was still hugging him. “Were you good for Karla while I was gone?”
“Yep! We made smores and danced in the rain!” The chipper look overtook the solemn look she had. “Have you tried smores? They are really good!”
“Yeah,” Bucky chuckled, “can’t go wrong with some chocolate and marshmallows, right?”
“Can we play?” she asked, finally letting go of his waist and taking his hand.
“Sure kiddo. Just let me set my things down and we can play. What did you have in mind?”
“Fairies!”
Bucky couldn’t help the smile that spread across his face as he walked down the corridor with Kobik skipping next to him. “Fairies? That’s all? Did Karla take you out and show you how to catch fireflies?”
“Fireflies?” She had stopped skipping and walked alongside him, her head turning to look up at him. “Flies that are on fire?”
“No, kiddo,” he chuckled, “I’ll show you once I get cleaned up. You’ll like them, I promise.”
The little girl looked at him quizzically and nodded once, walking with him to his room. He told her to get the fairy things ready for him as he changed, and to wait in the common room for him, instructing her to leave Abner and Erik alone as they were both ornery and weren't in the mood for talking to anyone anytime soon. She had learned that sometimes after a mission the others weren’t in the chipper mood to chat with anyone. Except for Bucky. He always made time for her.
It only took him ten minutes to take a shower and change into clean clothes, forgoing drying his hair and leaving it damp as he walked down the hallway. Kobik was sitting on one of the chairs, her legs swinging away as she was wearing a blue dress and iridescent wings. Her hair was still in her pigtails, and her face lit up when she saw him.
“Buckaroo!”
She ran to him and wrapped her arms around his waist again, a simple act that Bucky had grown accustomed to over the months of having her on their team, in her words anyway.
“Ready to go look for fireflies?” he asked, pulling her away from him to walk to the cupboard to grab a jar.
“What’s the jar for?” she asked, tilting her head slightly.
“To put them in,” he replied with a smile. He took her hand and led her towards the entrance to head outside. He walked her in the direction he knew was a clearing in the woods, safe from any danger that could possibly be lurking. Her gasp and her grip tightening on his hand had him stop.
“They aren’t going to hurt you,” he said soothingly when he noticed she saw a flicker of light near her. “They are just insects, like butterflies and ladybugs.”
“But they light up,” she replied timidly, her free hand reaching out to a lingering light but it went out and her hand recoiled faster than any gun Bucky had used. There was a mixture of amazement and concern on her face.
“Did–did it die?” she asked softly, her head tilting like it always did when she asked a question.
“No, it is trying to find a partner,” he explained, letting her hand go slowly, “if you look closely, it is still hovering in the air right there.” His metal hand lifted and pointed to the dark spot in the space before her face. He brought up the jar beneath the insect and put his hand over the top to keep it in. The little bug flickered again, and Kobik leaned in to look at it, her eyes wide with astonishment. “He flickers his light to find the right girl bug on the ground. See?” He pointed to the ground where there were other flickerings happening.
“So they aren’t on fire,” Kobik stated, her hands coming up to hold the jar. Bucky let her have it, his hand coming off the top of it and the small bug flew out, blinking his morse code. “Hey!”
“It’s okay, there are plenty others,” he chuckled, waving his hand out to the clearing. She finally looked around and her shocked face gave him a smile. “Now, we can put them in the jar but we have to release them after a bit, so they can find their partner, understand?”
Kobik nodded enthusiastically and set off to try to capture the little insects to put in the jar. She giggled as she chased them around, apologizing when she noticed she stepped too close to one on the ground. She finally sat down and let the small bugs crawl into her hand from the blades of grass and gently nudged them into the jar.
“Karla said I could find you out here,” a voice sounded from behind him. Any other time Bucky would tense, but he knew that voice. He turned and smiled at Wanda, who stood next to him, her arm wrapping around his waist and rested her head on his shoulder. “You should be resting, James.”
“I will,” he replied, turning his head to press a soft kiss to her head, “but I was gone longer than I should have, and Kobik–”
“You could never say no to her,” Wanda smiled, looking at the little girl sitting on the ground, talking to the insects.
“Bucky! Look!” she yelled, holding up the jar that had five or so fireflies in.
“I told you!” he called back, smiling.
“Hi Wanda! Look! Fireflies!” Kobik beamed and set the jar down and looked at it.
Wanda laughed and nodded her head. “I can see that. Bucky showed you how to catch them I see.” Besides the rest of the Thunderbolts, Wanda was one of the few that wasn’t scared of Kobik, as she, too, was once deemed dangerous. It was one of the reasons why he loved her.
“Alright kiddo. Few more minutes and then we are going to have ourselves a fairy party inside,” Bucky called to her. She nodded, not looking up at him as she placed another bug into the jar.
“Fairy party, huh? Don’t think I ever saw you in fairy wings, James,” Wanda mused, pulling back to look at him. He shook his head and chuckled.
“Care to join us?”
“Wouldn’t miss it.”
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