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Bucky plastered on the most charming smile he could muster, tilting his head a little at Mrs. Rogers. “Of course, ma'am. I can’t wait to be at school tomorrow,” And the strange part? He was. Bucky genuinely wanted to be at school because at least there, his biggest worry was completing an essay on time. No worrying about babies, money, family, nothing. Truth be told, he’d be okay with going to school without his things.

Steve stammers out an explanation for them skipping school, and the omega couldn’t help but chuckle to himself at Steve’s awkwardness. “Yeah, I just need to pick up a few things is all, Mrs, Rogers. Don’t wanna be a bad influence on Stevie!”

Luckily even though he was a bit of a mess in explaining why they were skipping school that day, Bucky was his charming self and just smiled and agreed with Sarah that they would be back at school the next day, telling her that they just needed to pick up a couple of things before that. Relief flooded into Steve’s admittedly tense posture when his Ma just gave a little nod and brought the frying pan over to the table to dish up the omelettes she had been working on.

Of course, Sarah understood; from what she could tell Bucky had come away from his house with nothing but the clothes on his back, so it made sense that he would need to go and retrieve some things. Assuming his parents would even let him in the door, of course. That thought made the older woman frown a little because she thought she’d known Winnie and George to be better than that, but now she wasn’t so sure. Privately, she resolved that she would provide Bucky with anything he needed even if his parents refused to let him pick up his things when he went home.

“Come on, boys, lets’ sit down and eat.” She returned the pan to the stove, bringing the plates of bacon and toast to the table with her when she took her seat, “you didn’t even finish your dinner last night, did you?”

Steve flushed a little at that, even as he took his place at the table. “We got kinda distracted, Ma.”

Batter Up (a closed rp with Nerd)

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Bucky winced. For someone who took him in out of the goodness of her heart, the omega often made them both late to dining with Mrs. Rogers. He rubbed his neck, taking the hand that was offered to him. “Yeah, she’s been doin’ that a lot,” he muttered, “We gotta get better at being on time,”

The closer to the kitchen they got, the more heavenly the smell of a home-cooked breakfast became. The kitchen table was already covered with the lovely Irish table cloth that Mrs. Rogers once mentioned was passed down from her grandmother, the intricate pattern that was woven with love. However, the table wasn’t set yet, which made Bucky smile as he kissed Steve’s cheek and moved to start setting the table. He passed Mrs. Rogers on the way to the dishes, leaning down to kiss her cheek as well. “Good morning, Mrs. Rogers,”

When they got downstairs, his Ma was in the kitchen, just finishing up with cooking breakfast. The tablecloth was already out but the dishes hadn’t been set yet, so it meant they weren’t too late, which was good because they were kind of starting to make a habit of it. Bucky beat Steve to helping to set the table, heading into the kitchen to gather the dishes and pausing to give Sarah a quick kiss on the cheek on the way past.

“Good morning, Bucky.” She responded to his greeting with a smile, “how are you feeling this morning?”

Steve almost winced. Instead he coughed lightly and moved to help Bucky set the table. “When are you heading to work, Ma?” She was normally gone by now. (Then again, he was normally off to school by now, too.)

“I’m working swing shift today,” Sarah explained as she flipped the omelette she was working on, “so I start at ten. I have to leave in half an hour.” Then she added, “boys, I understand things are overwhelming right now, so today is fine, but I expect you to be back at school tomorrow.”

Steve looked up from where he’d been setting out silverware, nodding quickly. His eyes flicked to Bucky and back again. “No, yeah, of course! We just... have somethin’ we’ve gotta do today, that’s all.”

Batter Up (a closed rp with Nerd)

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“If it’s a boy, we’ll name him after you,” Bucky leaned up to catch Steve’s nose with a peck as he pulled away. He pushed his boyfriend back just a smudge - a playful exchange of smiles as he nodded towards the bed. Moving to the other side of the bed, he started getting to work on making the bed. “Little Stevie. I can see ‘em now. Wrapped up in delicate and dainty blue,”

He finished up putting the bed together with the alpha’s help. By the time they fluffed the pillows, Bucky’s stomach was growling like a motherfucker.

“Oh we will, will we?” Steve chuckled at the little kiss to his nose. He, personally, wasn’t so sure about naming the baby after himself, but they had lots of time to ponder names and come up with alternatives, so he didn’t bother to say anything, instead following Bucky’s lead and heading back over to finish making the bed.

It was a good thing it didn’t take very long, too, because by the time they were finished Bucky’s stomach was growling audibly. Steve had to stifle a laugh. Apparently the after-effects of the jalapeno smell were entirely gone now. He waved for Bucky to come along and held his hand out for the other boy. “C’mon, Ma’s probably waiting for us.”

Batter Up (a closed rp with Nerd)

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“I hope so.” Bucky smiled and nuzzled into Steve’s hair. “Get some sleep now, Stevie. It’s a long trip home.”

“Mmm,” Burrowed into Bucky’s side, wrapped up in the blanket and his Alpha’s arms, Steve was already pleasantly comfortable and warm, despite being jammed into the seat of an airplane. So it was easy to let his eyes close the rest of the way and relax completely into his mate, drifting off a scant few minutes later.

The Fist and The Force (Closed RP with senasmusebox)

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“Thank you.” Bucky sighed and relaxed into Steve’s side.He leaned forward enough to grab one of the containers from the table and a pair of forks, tucking his knees closer to his chest. “What’d you get?”

“You don’t have to thank me, Buck, but you’re welcome.” Bucky actually relaxed into him and Steve let out a little sigh, rubbing one hand against his arm absently even as the boy leaned forward to nick one of the containers of food from the coffee table. “Mmm, a couple of their dinner specials. They come with fried rice and chop suey, I got one General Tsao chicken and one pineapple pork.” A brief pause while Bucky opened the container and then he added, “looks like that one’s the pork.”

Teach Me To Be Good (Closed NSFW RP with Senasmusebox)

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“He said it would help. I don’t know how not having my arm for months is helpful.” Bucky frowned. He considered it for a few seconds longer as the elevator whisked them downstairs, before giving a nervous little shrug. “Maybe.”

“What makes you think you’d be without your arm for months?” This Bucky obviously wasn’t one for hand-holding (even if Steve would have been more than happy to continue), so Steve let go again once he’d made his point, dropping his arm back to his side and turning his eyes to the little screen that was rolling through numbers as the elevator went down through the floors of the Tower. “We can ask him about it. Talking doesn’t mean doing. If you hear what he has to say and still don’t want to do it, then we won’t do it. No one will force you to do anything around here.” A pause, then; “except wear clothes in the common areas. We had to make that an actual rule because of Thor.”

Cat’s Cradle (a closed rp with Muse)

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Bucky immediately stole the first plate of waffles, grabbing the syrup and drowning the plate with it. While he was busy stuffing his face, Tony laughed and squeezed Steve’s hip. “We’ve got time. We’ll figure it out. If one of us hits a nerve, we can just talk about it, yeah?”

Bucky snatched the first batch of waffles before either Steve or Tony could lay claim to them, not that either Alpha was about to deny them to him anyway. He was already pouring on the syrup and starting to devour them while Steve ladled out the batter for the next batch and closed up the waffle maker again-- and Tony reached a hand over to give his hip a little squeeze, reassuring.

Steve had to resist the abrupt urge to bare his throat and lean into the touch. Instead he offered a smile. “You’re being awfully zen about everything now, considering you pretty much wanted to kill me two days ago.” He pointed out, tone amused, then; “but yeah... that sounds good.”

Two is Better Than One (Roleplay with Senasmusebox)

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Whyyyyy does my lil ol’ RP blog have 153 followers? This does not compute in my brain.

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“It’s alright.” Bucky assured as he slumped back into his own seat. “Tony gets old school sometimes. Very caveman. I think he got it from his dad. Just smack him if he starts getting too growly.” “No hitting.” Tony snorted softly. “I want you both here. Not just because money is stressful. I just don’t want you away from me.”

“No hitting,” Steve agreed quietly. No matter how bad things might get, he would never resort to that-- memories of his own father getting drunk and beating on him and his Ma when he’d been little, before the man had out-and-out left them, would always keep him from resorting to violence.

Now he just ran a hand through his hair, let out a little huff of a breath, and turned his attention to pulling the first batch of waffles out of the waffle iron, transferring them to a plate so he could start on the next batch. “I’m not complaining, close is good, I want to be here, too, I do, I just... this is all really new. I guess I’m afraid of overstepping.”

Two is Better Than One (Roleplay with Senasmusebox)

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Bucky frowned. “What if surgery would help?” He asked. “Just cause I’m scared..” He did his best not to fidget as he followed Steve into the elevator, looking out the windows to the outside.

“I don’t know if surgery would help or not,” Steve told Bucky honestly, punching the button for the floor Tony’s lab was on and then looking sideways at the other man, a little, concerned frown on his face. “Buck... you don’t have to be scared here. Nothing bad will happen to you here, I promise. Not if I can help it.” Reaching out, he hesitated briefly before taking hold of Bucky’s hand, giving it a little, reassuring squeeze; “do you want to talk to Tony about surgery for your shoulder?”

Cat’s Cradle (a closed rp with Muse)

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“I should try to eat something.” Bucky mumbled. He wasn’t particularly hungry, but he knew he hadn’t eaten much today. His stomach wasn’t exactly his friend in these situations. He frowned a bit more, before nudging his elbow into Steve’s side. “Can we.. No sex tonight. Please?”

It was obvious Bucky was forcing the idea of food. It was also heartbreaking that he thought he had to ask Steve to abstain from sex, given what had happened. That he thought he had to add the word please, as if it was a special favor or that Steve would get upset or something.

Instead he just squeezed his arm around the younger man, dropped a kiss against his temple and told him gently, “of course no sex tonight. Buck, we never have to have sex again, if you don’t want it. Okay? I would never try to force something like that, not ever.”

Teach Me To Be Good (Closed NSFW RP with Senasmusebox)

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Bucky chuckled and rubbed his hand over Steve’s stomach, crooning gently to the pups. “Hey, little ones. Calm down. I know you’re excited, but you’re beating up your mom. He needs some rest now.” He said softly.

Steve couldn’t help the happy purr that rumbled up in his chest when Bucky began crooning and speaking softly to the pups in his belly-- and it even seemed to calm them some, even though Steve was relatively certain it was still too early on for them to really hear anything. The kicking and squirming lessened, in any case, leaving the omega to sigh and nuzzle into his mate’s shoulder, eyes half-closed. “You’re gonna be so good with them, Buck... gonna be such a good dad...”

The Fist and The Force (Closed RP with senasmusebox)

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“Mmm, my hero~” Bucky hummed, rolling his eyes as he slipped out of the jersey. He wrestled his henley and jeans back on as quick as possible. The sun started to shine through the blinds and bathed Steve in the golden light of an early morning. He looked like an…

“Angel,” he whispered. He leaned on the bedroom door with his hand against the flat surface of his stomach. “What do you think of the name Angel?”

Once he was dressed, Steve decided he should probably make the bed (since it was something his Ma was always nagging him about) and was in the process of doing so when Bucky piped up from over by the door. Steve lifted his head, blinking in surprise-- then gave a little, fond smile and dropped the edge of the blanket he’d been fiddling with. Heading over, he paused in front of Bucky, moving a hand to rest over the brunet’s where it was resting against his stomach. “I think it’s a beautiful name for a little girl.” He leaned in to drop a kiss against Bucky’s forehead; “what if it’s a boy, though, hm?”

Batter Up (a closed rp with Nerd)

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Bucky smiled softly as Steve wrapped himself up, cradling him close once he was done. He kissed the top of his head and settled back into the seat as they took off. “Not even born and they’re already kicking ass. Sounds like our kids.” He chuckled.

“You’re laughin’ but it’s my ass they’re kicking.” Steve pointed out with a smile, tone amused as he burrowed into Bucky’s side with a content sigh. A few seconds later he pulled back a bit to grab onto his Alpha’s hand, though, pulling it down to press it into his stomach, where the pups were, indeed, squirming around like crazy already. “See? I’m gonna end up with bruised kidneys one of these days.”

The Fist and The Force (Closed RP with senasmusebox)

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“Do you think they still want to cut me open?” Bucky asked quietly, shoving his hand in his pocket as he followed after Steve.

Bucky asked that question and Steve had to frown as they made their way to the elevator and waited for it to reach their floor. “It doesn’t matter what they want,” he told Bucky firmly, waving for the other man to follow when the elevator doors dinged open and he stepped inside; “what matters is what you want. And you said you don’t want any surgery, so you won’t have any surgery. It’s as simple as that.”

Cat’s Cradle (a closed rp with Muse)

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Bucky hesitated for a few seconds before sighing and scooting over, leaning into Steve’s side and resting his head on his shoulder. “Just stay close?” He requested quietly, wrapping his arms around himself. “I’m not.. I think it’s worse when I’m alone.”

Something inside Steve seemed to loosen when Bucky scootched over into his side. He adjusted along with the movement, wrapping his arm around the boy and rubbing one hand against his arm gently. “Okay... okay. I’ll stay with you, of course I will.” There was nowhere else he would rather be, not at that moment, not when Bucky needed him; “do you still want to eat, or are you not hungry?”

Teach Me To Be Good (Closed NSFW RP with Senasmusebox)

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“Don’t mock my need for waffles, Steve.” Bucky deadpanned. Tony smirked. At Steve’s question, he raised an eyebrow. “Yeah. With me or in one of the other suites here. I want you close. That a problem?”

“You’re getting into Alpha bitch territory again, Tony.” Bucky warned absently, sliding off his stool to poke around in the fridge. He leaned over to kiss Tony’s temple once he’d grabbed a can of Pepsi, laughing at his mumbled apology. “It’s alright. Just stop getting grouchy, old man.”

“I’m barely older than you, Barnes.”

Steve was just about to assure Bucky that he wasn’t mocking him for the waffles, it was more a jab at Tony (after all, it was Tony who’d dumped in the entire box of waffle mix) when Tony spoke up, answering his question in a sharp tone of voice that made it clear he was displeased that Steve had even asked.

Wincing a little, Steve set the ladle down and closed the waffle maker to let the first batch of waffles cook, even as Bucky was giving Tony an absentminded warning about his tone. Blue eyes flitted around almost nervously, staying down, and Steve finally managed, “I didn’t mean it like that, I...” He was never this hesitant, but everything was still so... “Things are still really new, I was just... making sure, I guess...”

Having an Alpha of his own was brand-new territory. He didn’t want to step on anyone’s toes or get out of line, or intrude.

Two is Better Than One (Roleplay with Senasmusebox)