Sleepyhead

Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/53043403.

Rating: General Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: Gen, M/M, Other
Fandoms: Captain America (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe
Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes & Steve
Rogers, Steve Rogers/Reader, Steve Rogers & Reader, James "Bucky"
Barnes/Reader, James "Bucky" Barnes & Reader, James "Bucky"
Barnes/Steve Rogers/Reader, James "Bucky" Barnes & Steve Rogers &
Reader
Characters: Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, Reader
Additional Tags: agere, Age Regression/De-Aging, Little!Reader, Fluff, Sleepy Cuddles
Language: English
Stats: Published: 2024-01-14 Words: 756 Chapters: 1/1
 Sleepyhead
by angelbabyfics

Summary

The tales of a sleepy little baby

Notes
See the end of the work for notes
“Wakey wakey, baby!”

Steve swiped his thumb across your forehead, attempting to gently rouse you from sleep as
Bucky threw the curtains open. The morning sunlight hitting your face made you turn out of
Steve’s grasp and into the nest of blankets, pillows, and stuffies you’d gathered up during the
night. You smiled as you inhaled the lingering scent of the lavender mist that your daddies
sprayed over your pillowcases before bed. With the light of the sun now out of your face but
the warmth of it filling the room, you began to slowly drift away back into slumber.

Until Steve pulled the blanket off you.

“Come on, honey, rise and shine.” He whispered, still trying to coax you out of sleep as
opposed to forcing you.

“Mmmmmnnnnoooooooooo…” You mumbled into the pillow, kicking your legs around,
trying to find any warmth you could on the bedsheet.

Bucky came to join Steve at the side of your bed, laying his left hand across your back. The
cold touch of the metal made your eyes pop open, and you squinted and blinked a few times
before finally turning around with a stretch and a yawn to face your two daddies.

“Ooh, big stretch baby!” Bucky said, which made you giggle a little bit.

Steve leaned towards you, the tip of his nose brushing yours which caused you to go
crosseyed and giggle some more.

“Are you ready for breakfast babydoll?” He asked.

“Mmmaybe…” You mumbled, your eyelids starting to droop a little again.

“What if I told you it’s pancakes with chocolate chips and a cherry on top?” He bargained,
perking you up a bit more.

“And whipped cream and chocolate syrup?”

Steve took in a sharp breath.

“Ohh, I don’t know about all that. How about if you get dressed by yourself, you can pick
one or the other?”

You weighed your options before ultimately shaking your head. You decided the extra
toppings simply weren’t worth the effort of getting out of your comfy pajamas. Steve
laughed, somewhat surprised at your decision but not wanting to fight it. He knew you had a
sweet tooth and besides, he didn’t really want you to have that much sugar first thing in the
morning.

“You want me to carry you too?” Steve asked, sensing you were a little smaller in your tired
state.
You nodded with a smile, your eyes falling closed again as you felt Steve’s strong arms
lifting you out of the comfort of the bed. You latched your limbs around his large frame,
soaking up his warmth and his comforting scent. You’d almost fallen back asleep when he let
you down on the dining chair. Bucky set a stack of pancakes on the placemat in front of you
and kissed your head.

“Here you are, your highness. Daddy’s famous chocolate pancakes!” He said with a grin.

You picked up the plastic fork and began to dig in, a chocolate chip melting on your tongue
as you sighed happily.

“I’m gonna go get your clothes out, okay sleepyhead?” Steve asked, and you nodded, not
even bothering to look over at him.

The mix of the warm and sweet breakfast, Steve’s kiss to your cheek before he left towards
your bedroom, the soft jazz music Bucky had playing over the speakers, and your warm
footie pajamas still had you ensnared in sleep, even as you tried to eat your breakfast. Bucky
was cleaning up the kitchen when he called out to you.

“How are they, bub? I added some chocolate syrup anyway, don’t tell papa okay?” He asked,
but there was no answer.

Bucky turned around to find you with your head resting on the dining table, strands of your
hair strewn across the plate, a snore softly escaping your parted lips. Bucky frowned just as
Steve walked back into the room.

“Honey, I think somethings wrong. She fell back asleep, I don’t know why!” Bucky said with
concern.

“I do.” Steve replied, smirking as he held up a book and a flashlight. “I found this under her
pillow while making the bed. Looks like someone stayed up all night reading way past her
bedtime.”

Bucky laughed.

“Should we wake her up then?” He asked.

“No, I don’t think so. After all, we shouldn’t punish her for reading.” Steve replied.

“But what about her hair? It’s covered in chocolate!”

“Well, as the person who gave her that chocolate it sounds like that should be your
responsibility!” Steve joked, his laughter finally bringing you out of sleep.
End Notes

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