The elevator doors opened, revealing my dark and seemingly empty living room.
I put my shield down against the wall before moving over to the coffee table to put on some TV, but the remote wasn't there.
I turned to see if Bucky had left it on the couch.
I was very surprised to see Bucky sleeping on the couch with Tack, he didn't sleep in the open. He always said it was unsafe.
Tack woke up after I took a few pictures, she stared at me for a bit before yawning and laying her head back down.
I had a smile on my face as I went to my room to take a shower and go to sleep.
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POV SWITCH: TACKI woke up the next day, before Bucky did.
He looked perfectly peaceful and had no fear scent, so I knew he wasn't having a nightmare.
I heard Steve get up and start to freshen up a few rooms away. I watched as he came into the room and noticed Bucky and I were still on the couch.
He was smiling when he left he floor in exercise clothes.
Bucky woke up a few minutes after Steve had gone. He got up and grabbed some food from the kitchen.
I watched Bucky as he multitasked and got dressed while eating. I followed him to make sure he didn't fall.
We headed into the elevator when he was finished.
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A Guardian (Avengers Fanfiction)
FanfictionSteve takes Bucky to a shelter to adopt a therapy dog. There they find Tack and the rest is history... Sort of... Edit: February, 2024 THIS STORY IS OWNED BY WINCHESTER_HUNTRESS ON WATTPAD TACK IS MINE