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#bruce and the fam: wh. what. you’ve what
buckybarnesstar · 7 years
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Note: another short one, but I like it. feedback is welcome! .c
Request: Hi! I saw you were taking request and I was wondering if you could please write one where, you know in CACW where steve goes to buckys “apartment” but instead of just bucky and Steve, bucky has a heavily pregnant girlfriend (reader) so Bucky has to make sure she and the baby are safe and what not? Lol that was super confusing! And even if you don’t write it I was wondering if you could please add me to your tag list? Thanks so much! - @frickin-bats
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Bucky was trying his best to take care of you and himself, all while dealing with the mess residing in his brain. He wanted to turn his life around, to create a better life for you and your child you’ve yet to give birth to. He wanted a better life for all of you, so he made sure to do what he could. He’d gather all the change he could to buy him plums and you strawberries and bananas. It was all he could do to keep you fed.
You loved how Bucky was trying to get past everything. He’s come a long way, but he still needs a little help. You were kidnapped by Hydra and you had to room with Bucky, even after his Winter Soldier spells. You were there to comfort him, to bring him back to his senses, you were his rock. He held onto you desperately and brought you along with him when he got away from Hydra.
Now you lived in an apartment, doing the best you both could do for the moment while staying low. You were pregnant, of course, and every day was a day closer to having the little one. You were sitting on the bed, munching on some strawberries. Bucky had been gone to get more and he’d be back any time now.
You suddenly heard someone coming through the door, knowing it was probably Bucky. You kept your eyes on the newspaper in your hand, not having gotten to the one from today. Bucky usually brings it with him when he gets food so you both know what’s going on. “Hi, babe.” You called out, popping a smaller strawberry in your mouth. You were met with silence, so you lifted your head up, seeing someone else.
You let out a scream and backed further into the wall. “Who are you!?” You yelled, holding your belly. Bucky burst through the door now, causing the man with the shield to hold it up for protection. “I’m not here to hurt you!” The man said, his voice firm and strong. Bucky’s breathing was heavy and he looked at you, his face full of worry. He turned back to the man. “Do you know who I am?” The man asked, lowering his shield.
You furrowed your eyebrows and rubbed your belly absentmindedly. Bucky squinted at the man, sighing. “You’re Steve.” He eyed Steve for another second,  “I read about you in a museum.” Bucky explained and you watched the two, nervously biting your lip. “Wh-what do you want?” You asked, trying to sit up. Your belly was pretty big and you grunted, wobbling on your arms. Bucky rushed over to you to help you onto your feet.
Bucky’s hands kept you steady and you sighed, taking deep breaths. “Look, I don’t know what’s going on, but I need you both to come with me.” Steve said, looking between you and Bucky. You frowned and looked at Steve. “Why?” Bucky asked, using his metal arm to hold your belly. Steve tossed today’s newspaper to Bucky and he caught it, opening it and seeing the headline.
You gasped and moved away from Bucky, furrowing your eyebrows. “That-that is not you, Bucky.” You said, your heart starting to race. Bucky frowned at you then turned to Steve. “I don’t do that anymore.” Bucky stated, tossing the newspaper to the table. You couldn’t believe what you just saw. How could someone set Bucky up like that? And why would they after all this time?
A voice from Steve’s comm rang through and he sighed. “Listen, we have to get out of here. She needs a doctor and you both need to be safe. There are people coming and it won’t end well.” Steve said, looking at you and Bucky worriedly. 
Bucky sighed and you heard his arm whir as he took off his glove. You heard footsteps on the roof and your skin was covered in goosebumps. “Bucky.” You whimpered, hearing loud voices outside the door. He took your face in his hands, his blue eyes full of different emotions. “I’ll protect you no matter what, I promise.” Bucky said, his bottom lip quivering.
Suddenly a body flew through the window and it all happened so fast. Bucky was fighting off anyone he could alongside Steve while rushing you out of the apartment. You avoided the flying bullets as you went, hearing them ricochet off Bucky’s metal arm. 
You made it to the last staircase and you were about to go out the door until a guard grabbed your arm, only to have the guards arm twisted and broken by Bucky’s metal hand. He grunted, fighting off more guards as you made your way outside.
You followed behind Steve to get to a jet close by. You suddenly felt a sharp pain in your belly and you stopped running, your hands flying to the bump. An ear piercing scream fell from your lips. “Y/N!” Bucky yelled, holding onto your shoulders. “What’s happening!?” He asked, wiping your sweaty forehead. You cried out, feeling the sharp pain worsen. “Th-the baby.” You choked out, breathing heavily.
Bucky hurriedly walked you to the jet and Steve alerted Bruce to have a medic room ready for you. You sat down and took deep breaths, practicing breathing exercises. Bucky sat on his knees, resting his forehead on yours, his hands on your belly. “You’re doing great, just breathe, baby.” Bucky whispered soothingly to you, calming you down.
You looked into Bucky’s eyes and sighed out, feeling his hands rubbing your belly. Steve was standing off to the side, watching you two, mesmerized at how Bucky is acting. What surprised him is how he was using his metal hand to soothe you when he just broke and strangled people with it. You didn’t seem to mind, you never actually did. You knew what it meant, but you also knew what it could mean after everything gets better.
Steve stepped up and gave you a bottle of water. You smiled slightly as you took it, but Bucky grabbed it and let you sip from it. “Thank you.” Bucky said to Steve, capping it when you were done drinking. Steve nodded and gave you and Bucky a smile. “How long has she, um, when is she due?” Steve asked, unsure if he should ask a personal question like that.
You smiled and rubbed your belly. Bucky watched you in awe, a light blush resting on his cheeks. “We aren’t exactly sure. Really soon, possibly a few days.” Bucky said, turning to Steve. Steve nodded, rubbing his chin. “She’ll have a medic room, Bruce is a very nice doctor, she’ll be in good hands.” Steve said, noticing how Bucky looked at you with concern.
Bucky didn’t want anything to happen to his little family. He wanted you to be safe, he wasn’t sure who this Bruce man was, but he trusted Steve. “You guys can stay at the Tower.” Steve said, Bucky’s head turning back to him. “I-I don’t know if I should.” Bucky frowned, his eyebrows furrowing. “It’s best for the both of you, Buck.” Steve said, giving Bucky a knowing smile.
Bucky stayed with you the entire ride, making sure you were okay and making sure your baby was safe, too. When the jet landed at the Tower, Steve escorted you and Bucky out and into a new, better life.
Note: i serioulsy hope this didn’t suck! thanks for the request, feedback is welcome! .c
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