A/N As always thank you guys for reading my story, and any help, advice, praise, ideas, criticism, or just you yapping in the comments will be read and greatly appreciated. If you guys have an awesome scene in your head you would like to see, you have an OC you want to include, or you want a monster/other characters to pop up in my story. Also, I deal mainly with fluff, so I'm horrible at things like smut and angst, so if you guys don't like those, you're in luck because you probably won't see much of it here!

This is when Peter is only a few months old, I think I'll give it around 3 1/2.

Bucky woke up to screaming. It wasn't bad, no murder, no nothing, if it was bad, J.A.R.V.I.S. would've alerted them, no it was his, their son crying in the other room. Bucky looked over to his two husbands sleeping and smiled, 'They had to do it last time. I'll do it this time,' he thought.

He walked over to the other room, where he looked at the iron man clock they had, it was 3 in the morning.

"Alright kid, what's up?" Bucky said, picking up Peter and rocking him.

Peter stopped crying and reached for the bottle they always kept in the room.

"You're hungry? Figures, you eat more than Thor does," Bucky said, carrying Peter and the bottle out of the room to the kitchen.

"Bababooble," Peter whined.

"I get it," Bucky said, warming up the milk then feeding Peter.

Peter immediately latched on and looked up at bucky with big chocolate brown eyes, "Well, you barely look like your momma when he was little, you look kinda like me, but your eyes ar your dad's, poor Steve," Bucky muttered as Peter finished the bottle.

Bucky burped him and put him back to sleep.

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Steve woke up at Six and found both of his husbands asleep, 'perfect,' he thought.

He scurried over to the closet where he got a big box of stuff, it was just labelled "America's Extra," since that didn't seem suspicious or anything that Bucky or Tony would go through.

He opened it to find a ton of super-soft things, Bucky had been living with such harsh and cold things for so long, and Steve thought this was the perfect way to re-introduce warm things back into his life.

Steve took the box filled with soft pillows, plushies, blankets, and anything he could find and brought it over to the bed where he carefully arranged everything so that it was around Bucky and Tony, creating a soft nest of sorts. Steve smiled and wen to go see if someone in the tower was willing to go on a run with him.

Steve went alone on the run, but came home to find Bucky in the kitchen, happily wearing Steve's oversized sweater, with his hair is a messy bun with one of the softest scrunchies Steve found, with fluffy slippers and sweatpants making breakfast.

"Oh look at that, I've turned the Winter Soldier domestic," Steve teased, kissing Bucky.

"Yeah yeah, this won't last long, I know it was you that got the fluffy stuff. Go take a shower, by the way, you stink," Bucky muttered.

Steve smiled, it seemed his mission was going perfectly.

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"Uh, what happened to Bucky? He seems so much more... happy," Natasha said, looking at a content Bucky in sweatpants cuddled up into a blanket and Tony, watching the telly.

"Well, for one, Peter happened," Steve said, gesturing to the baby in his arms, "And second, I'm re-introducing warm happy things to him, it's working, soon enough he'll feel happy and like he belongs all the time."

"Sweet, now give me my spider-baby," Natasha said, stealing Peter away from Steve, to which Peter just kept on sleeping.

"You're his Aunt Natasha, not his mom, I'm his mom!" Steve whined.

"Yeah yeah, I'm his Spider-Mom, next time you have kids, make sure Tony doesn't;t let loose any of his pets," Natasha said, rocking Peter back and forth.

Steve remembered when Peter was just a month old, that radioactive Spider bit him, so not only is he 2/3 super solder, but he also had a genius brain and spider-themed powers, as they had unfortunately figured out when he made wispy webs come out from his west (I'm using both Tom Holland and other Spidermen as a reference, BUT HE LOOKS LIKE TOM HOLLAND ALRIGHT?! Without the weird curly hair he had as a kid of course).

"Okay fine, you need to show him the ropes anyways," Steve grumbled, sitting down on the couch.

"Aw, much better," Natasha said, sitting on the rocking chair, rocking Peter back and forth.

"Well, at least Peter has changed Bucky for the better," Steve said happily, looking over to his husband, who was still in his sweatshirt and blanket he got and watching him doze off with a  smile.

Bucky really did deserve to be happy.