Marvel imagines pt.4

Mob AU part 4 🌿 Bucky

song: SZA - Good days.

The house rules had been set weeks ago, and they have been followed ever since. Bucky kept to himself mostly, afraid of further hurting Y/n in any way, shape or form. But lately he has been able to go closer to her.

It's confusing for Damian to see his parents so separate. They used to be the most loving people, both of them. Even though the rules became a little blurry in the past few weeks, still he can see something happened between them. Something bad.

And then there's the huge question haunting the little boy, why did his mommy suddenly have so many bruises? And why did she end up in the hospital? Both questions he is too young to know the answer to. The real answer.

'I have to take care of business... can you handle the fort on your own for a couple hours?' Bucky asks Y/n, who's sitting in her favourite chair.

She looks up from her magazine, Bucky is still amazed how someone could physically recover so beautifully from so much pain and hurt. A soft smile grazes her lips before she nods at him. 'I can... I've got my little entertainer right here..' she ruffles Damians hair.

'You mean troublemaker..' Bucky jokes back, a chuckle leaves her lips at the remark. 'Sure.. you go Buck...I'll be fine...'

His heart flutters at the use of his nickname again, but that's not all. Hope sets in his chest, for her to still remain with him after this is over, it's stupid he knows that. But that won't stop him from trying.

He goes over to her, checking if she flinches when he leans down. He kisses her head and a content hum leaves her lips. It wasn't her intention, but it happened.

Seconds later she hears the doors close and she lets out the breath she was holding. She looks down at the magazine again, the article long forgotten.

'Mommy? Can I ask you something?' Damian asks as he crawls up her lap. 'Yes of course baby... you can ask me anything...'

'How did you get those bruises?'

She visibly swallows, she didn't expect this question from him. Her hands get clammy thinking back to the night she got them. It's so far buried in her mind but she still shudders at the memory.

'You know mommy and daddy have dangerous jobs right?' He nods.

'Sometimes people get hurt... and sometimes people try to steal away what belongs to mommy and daddy...' she tries to think of a way to explain it to him. Then she remembers, he had a small argument in the schoolyard.

'Remember when you had that fight the other day? With Rosie? You thought she snitched on you by telling the teacher you did something?'

'Yes I remember...'

'Well people thought mommy snitched on someone, so they got mad...'

'But you shouldn't hurt someone!' He protests, she chuckles at his protectiveness. 'It's okay now baby... we can't turn back the time.. we can't change what happened..'

'Mommy is trying to forgive that person..'

'Why?'

'Because he's still important to mommy...'

'Even if he hurt you?'

'Yes... even then... you're too young to understand, when you're older.. and you get to love a person you will understand...'