Summary → You get a little sick and Bucky, worried and confused, does everything in his power to get you feeling healthy again.
Warnings → Profanity, Sick Reader, Upset Bucky recalling his childhood
Characters → Bucky Barnes x Reader
Word Count → 3.2k
A/n → I really wanted this when I was in bed at midnight with a sneak-attack stomach ache so here’s for the people in discomfort and pain.
When Bucky was a little boy his mother’s remedy to treat his upset tummy and heated headaches was a simple kiss to the temple, a pat to the bulb of his nose, and she handed him a bottle of coke and pushed him on his way to sit in a bundle of blankets and sip the carbonated drink.
Yes, Bucky was a rowdy boy when he was younger, got into all sorts of quarrels and got all sorts of scuffs and scrapes, but with his mother’s love and ability to heal him he never strayed away from his lifestyle of adventure.
He was a lot more mature when he got older and she was gone. Of course, one is pushed to become just that when their source of sophistication is no longer theirs. But the stomachaches and headaches and bruises, nausea, broken bones, and sandpaper like throats got worse when he found himself at the hands of the worst, and there wasn’t a single being to comfort him in his pain and agony. All there was was words of encouragement–if one could call it that–and eventually he learned to stop complaining about them because his pain would be gone in a matter of days anyway.
Then Bucky sees you scrunched up in bed, your hand hastily pressed to your stomach as you’ve set the blankets and pillows up around you to put some pressure–not too much but just enough–on your aching body. You’ve probably caught something, a bug from a mission, or your body is just kicking you in the gut today. You realized there wasn’t much you could do to make the pain go away except for the tools already provided to you, so you lay in silence, close your eyes, and hum away the pain.
Toad's Cave 