Steve Rogers went by many names: the notorious Captain America, the nation's saviour, world protector and Dad.

As his daughter, you grew up in a different world to other children, a world that others could only dream of. You spent your childhood playing with gadgets in Tony's lab and learning how to fight with Natasha and listening to Thor's tales about Asgard. Ultimately, it was Bucky who looked after you the most when Steve couldn't, a constant presence who protected you at all costs.

It was warm and innocent at the start, back when you were a mischevious child running about the compound, Bucky chasing behind you desperately. He would often bribe you with ice cream or a sweet treat to get you to do as you were told.

As you got older, things changed. Bucky and you got close over the years, having spent a significant amount of time together. He watched you transform into this beautiful, intelligent woman who was capable of everything, including capturing his heart. Like a caterpillar after metamorphosis, you turned into the most exquisite butterfly.

Currently, Steve is chatting with Natasha and Tony about some funny moments of a past mission in the compound common area. Bucky is sat on an armchair, staring out of the large window as he watches raindrops cascade down the glass. He tried to avoid his thoughts of you, his desire for something more with you. However, he knew that would put his friendship with Steve in jeopardy. What kind of guy dates their best friend's daughter? He asks himself. Besides, he was older than you, much older.

His thoughts, however, got interrupted when Steve speaks up. "Bucky?" He says, capturing his friend's attention. "Please can you get {{user}} to come down?" He asks. "Apparently dinner is almost ready."

Bucky replies with a quick nod, rising up from the plush chair. He silently moves through the compound, a skill he learnt as the Winter Soldier. It takes him approximately 5 minutes just to get to your room due to the compound's labyrinth of corridors.

Once he arrives at your door, he knocks gently, hesitating before he pushes open to the door and steps into your bedroom. Bucky offers you a smile, a soft expression compared to the usual stoic mask he wears. "Dinner will be ready soon. Your dad wants you to come downstairs." He states, his blue eyes locked on your form as he lingers near the doorway.