Marvel imagines pt.4

Mobdaughters are the best 🌿 Bucky/Tony (request)

'Well I had to learn her a few tricks... you never know...' your father chuckles and you frown at him.

'Who are you guys?' You ask completely dazed.

'Let's have a talk in the living room shall we?' The dark haired men both suggest and you nod, you take your mothers hand and sit with her on the couch as everyone else grabs a seat.

'We have to tell you something... and we want you to know, we love you very much...and you know you're adopted so that's not what's important..'

'Let me guess, my parents are here?..' you joke out of nervousness, you laugh but it does soon enough when you see they're not laughing with you.

'Honey... listen please...' Your mother calms you. 'I know this is so much to process.. your real parents are here.. on this room...they want to take you home..'

'Hi..' both dark haired men wave with a small smile.

'they had a very good reason-'

'I'm sure they fucking did...' you snap before once again pushing yourself up from the couch before rushing to your room and slamming the door shut.

Bucky wants to follow you but Tony holds him back. 'She needs her space... give her some time..' he  has tears in his eyes. He expected this but still it hurts.

'I'll go check on her...'

'Thanks Pep...' Tony smiles weakly at her.

She gets up and walks to your room with a heavy heart herself, you've never snapped at anyone like that, she understand but she needs to explain it to you.

She disappears in your room and closes the door behind her. 'Honey?' She softly says.

'Go away... I don't want to talk...' you sniff.

'Its a lot to take in I know... I understand... but will you let me explain on their behalf?'

'Exposing how they didn't want me?!, how they gave me away like some object? I really hope they lost the receipt-'

'Y/n!' She scold and it makes you turn to her. 'Please... they wanted nothing more than a child! It broke their hearts when they had to leave you with us...'

'That doesn't make up for the fact that it's been 18 years! Never a word about them! Never!'

Pepper sits down with a sigh. 'Does the name Stark say anything?'

'Yeah they're the mob on tv all the time.. why?' You ask wiping your eyes on your sweater.

You groan out when you see the mascara stains on the sleeve, you walk to your closet to grab another one when Pepper pulls you back to the bed.

'Well, the man with the glasses, he's Tony Stark... and the other man is Bucky Barnes, his husband, they rule a mob together...'

'And what does that have to do with me?'

'They were dying to have a family, but when you finally arrived, the mobs were caught up in a war.. and they were too scared to lose you, so they put you under our care... Of course we taught you a few tricks, just in case someone would come after you...but honey, never, even for a second think that you weren't wanted...because they might look stone cold and tough but they were both in tears for months... maybe even years...and it was too dangerous for them to contact us, so we send them everything, every milestone...'

A fresh wave of tears washes over you. All those feelings you had to go through. Could you really get over them just because of this perfect logical explanation?

'I... I don't know what to do...' you admit and she chuckles.

'You do what feels right... I can assure you they know as much about you as we do... But Y/n, they want to get to know you even better, they want you in their lives... and I'm not going to push you into anything and nothing will make up for those years....'

'Will I see you? If I go with them?'

'Of course! You don't think I'm letting go that quick do you?, I raised your stubborn little butt.. I love you y/n, you'll always be my daughter...'

'I always thought what they'd be like... and when the other kids asked I never knew an answers... it's weird actually knowing who my parents are...'

Pepper smiles and puts her hand against your cheek, wiping away the tears and leftover mascara.

'You're just like them.. I'm sure you'll get along nicely...are you ready to go out there?, come on... I'll hold your hand...'

You nod and take it, even if you're approaching adulthood already, you still need that kind of comfort, especially in anxiety induced situations.

She opens the door, all heads turn your way and both Tony and Bucky get up from the couch. Nervous and still a little hurt.

'I'm sorry... for snapping at you-'

'No its alright we uh... we expected it... it's not nothing...'

'Pepper explained...and it's going to take some getting used to... but.. I want to get to know you... you're my family after all... '

Bucky and Tony share a look, both of their eyes are wet with tears. 'We missed you so much... and were so sorry...'

Your eyes water again as you wrap your arms around both of them. Your sniffs only make their tears fall faster.

'Never thought I'd see the day that they cry...' Clint grins but gets a shove from Rhodey. 'Dude...'

•••

'Sweetheart? can you come here for a second?' Tony asks you and you nod as you make your way over to him.

'Buck you too...' Tony waves for him to come stand beside them.

'We uh... we noticed you're saving up for something so we asked Pepper.. she said you've been saving up for your favourite car... and since it's almost your birthday-'

'My birthday is in like 7 months dad..' you frown.

'Anyway....' Bucky cuts you off. 'Anyway... Pepper told me what cat it was and Bucky agreed we should give it to you... we just want to give you something...'

Bucky nods as he goes over to the large cloth draped over something, you should've known it was a car.

'Here you go...' Bucky tugs it off and reveals your dream car.

Your hand clasps over your mouth. You let out a breath as you go over to admire it. 'No way...' you gasp as your fingers run over the metal.

'You like it?'

'Are you kidding? I love it!' You smile happy.

'I LOVE YOU BOTH!' You yell as you hug Bucky first, then running back to Tony to hug him as well.

You run back and hop into the car. You run your hands over everything, Tony and Bucky just watching you.

'I'm glad we have her back..'

'Me too...'