Bucky
Peter was just getting home from school after a long day of dealing with Flash’s bitch ass and wasn’t in the mood to be dealing with any more bitch people.
So I guess it was a good thing that Bucky and all his gloomy attitude were in the kitchen just as Peter went to get him self a slide of cold pizza.
Peter made little sound but was still detected by Bucky. Bucky watched him with a careful eye, not aware that in 0.4 seconds Peter was about to break out into major fangirl mode.
Peter walked into the kitchen froze a little when a saw Bucky and made his way to the fridge.
“Uhhh do y-you want a slice? I-I could heat it up for you if you want….” Peter said as he slowly turned to buck with a plate full of cold pizza slices.
Bucky just stared at him (kinda creepily I may add)
“Mr. Barnes..” Peter added nervously worried that he made a total fool of himself
Bucky wasn’t paying attention until Peter called out his name.
“Oh um, sorry could you repeat that” Bucky didn’t laugh, didn’t smile, just gave him a really awkward stare.
“Uh ya, I said if you wanted a slice of pizza, ifyoudontlikeyourpizzacoldicouldreheatit?” Peter chuckled kinda awkwardly when he realized how fast he was talking.
Bucky looked at the pizza
“Umm sure, and I like my pizza cold”
Peter gave him a lop sided smile and put two of pizza slices on one plate for Bucky and did the same for himself.
Peter was actually offering him pizza for reasons of his own. Reasons that may include a solid metal arm.
“Can I ask you question” Peter gave in after the awkward silence that was floating in the air.
Bucky didn’t know what to say. On one hand the question could be totally innocent and on the other hand the question could be something about why he killed so many people and what not.
“Sure” Bucky said with a not to confident voice
“Iwannaknowhowyourarmwasbuiltandwhatistheweightitcanholdandisitreallymadewithtitanium” Peter could ramble on for hours but he needed to get the important questions in first.
Bucky just stared at him for a second trying to gather as much information as he could and try to comprehend what the younger boy next to him said.
After a few minutes of just sitting there Bucky finally answered
“First, my arm is made out of titanium, I don’t really know how it was built, um my arm weighs around 40 pounds. I-I don’t really know how much I can lift” Bucky answered everything hesitantly, he wasn’t used to this match attention, much less to his arm.
Peter was eyeballing Bucky’s arm, dying to touch it.
“Can-can I touch your arm?” Peter asked in a whisper than was barley heard
Bucky just started at Peter, trying to figure out if he heard wrong or if this 15 year old kid trusted him, HIM enough to touch his arm. This supposed serial killer, this - this psycho that nobody would ever trust.
“Uh I mean, sure if you want” Bucky raised his arm and as soon as Peters thin delicate fingers touched his arm his breath hitched. This was the first time in a while that anyone trusted him enough to be fond of his arm much less touch it.
Although Peter, Peter Parker was a little different. All Peter could see was the amount of engineering that must have gone into this.
Peter touched every piece of his arm with this nerdy look on his face.
Just then Tony entered the room looking down at his phone
“Heyyy kid, Fri sent me a message saying you got here” when Tony didn’t hear a response he looked up to find his totally not son touching Bucky’s arm.
Tony quickly moved forward and took Peters hand into his.
“K-kid, don’t do that. You could get hurt or something” Tony mumbled that last part but it was clear that he wanted Bucky to hear.
Bucky didn’t look at Tony but it was clear that he heard what Tony had said and it was clear that it had affected him.
Peter quickly looked at Bucky then at Tony
“Oh, I was just looking at Bucky’s arm.”
Tony sighed as he knew this was coming
“Okay, whatever, just next time fangirl over his arm in the presence of an employee or something” Tony rolled his as he said it.
“Well, anyways, let’s go to the labs and work on a robot or something” Tony said he was walking off to the elevator
“Y-ya sure” was all Peter said as he quickly went to catch up to Tony leaving Bucky behind.
“B-bye Mr. Barnes” Peter shyly waved as the elevator doors closed
Bucky just went back to eating his pizza.
Of course it was going to take time for Tony to trust him but the feeling of someone looking at his arm like it was more than a war weapon was humanizing, it was refreshing.
He hoped he would see that kid again, even for a little while, because that meant for a little while he could feel human again and what could he say, he was a sucker for feeling human.
And right then and there he decided that he liked Tony’s son.