Song: Oh Wonder - Technicolour beat.

Imagine: you sneak out and come back way past midnight, Steve gets angry and lashes out. Resulting in you not talking.

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'Do you have any idea what time it is?!' Steve can't even contain his anger.

He was worrying sick about you, first he finds out you snuck out of the house and now you're back way past your normal curfew.

'I-I'm sorry  some friends picked me up and then we went to this party, they were drinking and I didn't want to ride back with them because that's dangerous so I walked home...'

'At 3 am?!, are you insane?' The tone in his voice scares you a little if you're being honest and since your other dad, Bucky, isn't here to save you because he's on a mission with your aunt, you just stand there.

'I didn't want to ride with someone who drives while they've been drinking...' you stammer.

'It's bad enough that you snuck out but then you come home in the middle of the fucking night?!, I was worried sick about you!, why didn't you call or text?'

'My phone died and I- I didn't have a charger!' You try to defend yourself.

'You know how dangerous it is out there?, especially since your my daughter?, you could've been kidnapped!, I was two steps away from assembling everyone to look for you!' He's turning red, you've never seen him this angry.

'I-I'm sorry...' you stutter stepping back, your tears filling your eyes as your lip starts to quiver.

'Oh and that's supposed to make it okay?!, you know I'm getting sick and tired of your behaviour every time your dad is on a mission, it's like you don't even listen to me!'

'I do...I do listen to you...'

'Oh really?, well you sure have an odd way of showing it!' He steps forward making you step back.

He's actually scaring you at this point, you've never seen him this mad at you before and trust me there have been some moments where you've seen him angry at you, but never this angry.

His breathing is rapid, his brows are furrowed and well, his whole body language just screams raging mad at you.

'I just..I just wanted to be normal for once...' you admit, you're voice is barely even a whisper.

'BUT YOU'RE NOT NORMAL AND YOU WILL NEVER BE NORMAL!' He lashes out making you gasp out as you flinch away from him.

He sees the fear washing over you and he immediately regrets yelling at you like that. This is just another sign that he needs Bucky to calm him down in situations like this, before he does something he will regret, like scaring his daughter for life.

'Y/n...I-I'm sorry..' his angry demeanour immediately falters, his expression softening.

'I didn't mean to yell at you like that..I didn't mean-'

You rush off and a couple seconds later he hears your door slam and lock itself behind you.

'It..' he finishes his sentence.

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You haven't faced Steve ever since the incident, you don't want to talk to him.

You understand his anger and his worry, but his words hurt, he always tells you, that if you just try hard enough you can be just like the other kids, but turns out he was just saying that to make you feel better apparently.

The party sucked too, it wasn't worth all of this, your friends were wasted and so you had to walk 45 minutes to the compound in the pouring rain and in the middle of the night, with no phone battery.

He was right, you get why he was worried and scared, you really do. But right now he's the last person you want to talk to.

And you're sure that when your other dad comes home, he also won't be so happy with you. But at least he wouldn't lash out at you, not like that. Out of the two he's the reasonable one whereas Steve is the one who is often described as the strict one.

Steve doesn't know what to do, he really doesn't. He never wanted to scare you, you gave him the same look most bad guys give him before taking them out. His chest aches, he knows he messed up big time.

It's not like he hasn't tried to apologise, he came up to your door multiple times but you ignored him. So now he's sitting on the couch, mindlessly staring at the empty wall in front of him. Waiting for his spouse to get home.

'Steve?, I'm back..' the door to their side of the compound closes behind him, but it doesn't urge Steve to move.

'Baby what's wrong?' Bucky loves over to the couch and sits down next to Steve.

'I fucked up...with y/n..' His Vision gets blurry and his throat tightens up.

'What happened?' Bucky asks.

'She snuck out...went to a party and come home at 3 am... and I worried sick about her, I must've called her at least 60 times...'

'Did she explain what happened?'

'Yeah she did but I...I was so worried and angry...I yelled at her...I lashed out and I scared her...She ran off and I haven't spoken to her since....that was four days ago, she hasn't come out at all...'

'Steve-'

'I'm just like my dad... he scared the shit out of me when I was younger, and now I act just like he did...'

'She won't leave you for this Steve...and you're nothing like your father...just like I'm nothing like mine...we learned from their mistakes... you could've hit her like your dad did to you, but you didn't...you could've called her names...but you didn't...'

'I yelled at her that she would never be normal, can't get much worse than that...especially since I've been telling her that she can be just like any other girl..'

'Don't worry...I'll go talk to her, maybe she just needs a little push to talk to you again...' Bucky stands up and kisses Steve on the cheek before heading over to your room.

He knocks on the door earning a sigh from you, thinking it's Steve again.

'Doll?, it's me...I'm back from my mission...' he knocks again.

You get up from your bed and you make you walk to the door, unlocking it and opening it, revealing Bucky. Your eyes fill with tears again and he immediately wraps his arms around you. He shushes you, kissing your head.

'I know...I heard what happened... shhh...' his tone isn't mad or annoyed. It's soothing actually.

He leads you to the bed and sits down on it with you by his side. He scoots back against the head board and you silently take place next to him as he wraps an arm around you.

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'He's worried about you, you know that right?'

'Yeah..' you reply as you fiddle with the end of your shirt. 'And I understand, I mean it wasn't my intention to come home that late and to make him so angry...'

'He knows that too, he regrets it... yelling at you, he told me just now that he thinks he messed up with you...'

'It hurt...his words hurt...he encourages me to have a normal life and then out of the blue he yells I won't ever be normal...it's like a kick in the gut...'

'He never meant one letter of it you know that...'

'Doesn't mean it doesn't hurt... and in the end the party wasn't even worth all of this..'

'How so?'

'My friends started drinking as soon as we got there... nobody wanted to stay sober to bring me home before midnight so I had to walk home...in the rain, with no phone battery...'

'Don't you think it's time to go talk to him again?, Y/n, you have to cut him some slack from time to time, he's just trying his best...you're his everything...he's just trying to do better than your grandpa...'

'He never talks about him...what was he like?' You ask.

'He was...expressive to say the least... I met him once, that was in the beginning when me and your dad were just friends... I brought him home past curfew... also at 3 am...'

'What happened?'

'He was mad at your dad... threw a bottle at his head, pushed him and he toppled down the stairs, fell and broke his arm... called him a few names...then I had to take your dad to the ER... and your dad now fears that he's turning out like that...and that you'll do the same thing he did after that...' Bucky explains.

'And what's that?'

'Leave.... Steve packed up his things and left his dad to go live with his mother... he's terrified that you'll pack up your things and go live somewhere else...'

'I wouldn't do that...'

'Told him that, and guess what?, too stubborn to listen to that...so why do you say?, shall we go and talk to him?' 

You nod as Bucky gets off of the bed, pulling you with him. You walk to the living room together.

Steve looks up and he immediately rises out of his chair, but he doesn't move just yet. He waits for you because he clearly fears doing something to terrify you again.

'I'm sorry..' you choke out. 'I shouldn't have snuck out...I should've listened to you...'

'No I'm the one who needs to apologise, I shouldn't have yelled at you...I was just-'

'Worried...I know...' you put one foot in front of the other and before you know it, you have your arms wrapped around him.

'I'm so sorry..' he repeats as he tightens his grip on you. He looks at Bucky.

'Told you...' he mouths with a grin spreading on his face.

'I promise I will listen to you...I promise I won't sneak out again...'

'Then I promise I will never ever yell at you like that ever again...'

'Dad?' You ask as you look up at him.

'Yeah...' he replies soft.

'You don't have to be afraid that you're turning into grandpa okay?, you're not..'

'I don't mean to interrupt this beautiful and heartwarming moment between my two reasons to live but I'm feeling a little left out here, especially since I was on a mission for two weeks...'

Steve laughs as he opens one arm and you do the same, Bucky wraps himself around you. It's like a group hug.

'I love you guys...' Steve smiles.

'Love you too punk..' Bucky replies.

'I love you too dad...' you chuckle. 'Nothing will change that...' you direct it at Steve and you swear you can see a tear rolling down his cheek.

But for now you just ignore it, he's already hurt enough, now is not the time to start attacking his very manly ego.

'Oh and by the way...' you start, catching their attention. 'Uncle Tony's party's are more exciting than the one I went to...'

Laughter fills the room as you feel the arms around you tighten. 'Good..' Steve replies.