Prompt: I had this pop in my head
and had to request it. What if Bucky and reader got married and she became
pregnant. When in labor she held his left hand in order not to break his right.
Once she let go, they realise there were finger shaped dents on it.
Note: I’ve been excited to write
this since I got the request omg. Here we go.
Warnings: Birth?
You
felt horrible, the worst pain you had yet experienced. Tears streamed down your
cheeks and you screamed loud, agonized screams.
“Breathe,”
Bucky whispered. You squeezed his metal hand tighter as another wave of pain
hit. “You’re doing great. You’re gonna be fine.”
“I
know, I just-AAAARRRGH!” You screamed, your body contorting in pain. You
squeezed his hand again, your knuckles white from the tension.
“Just
a little longer, I promise.” Bucky watched you with pain in his eyes. When you
hurt, he hurt. He didn’t want you to suffer, but he knew it had to be done.
Your little bundle of joy was on the way.
Suddenly
everything stopped, and in the vacancy of your pained screams, there was a new,
smaller scream. You watched as the doctor carried away a little bundle and
brought it back to you, placing the baby in your arms.
“Congratulations,
Mr. and Mrs. Barnes. You have a healthy baby boy.” the nurse beamed. You smiled
as you watched the little baby squirm. Bucky wrapped an arm around your
shoulder and rested his hand on your child’s head.
“Welcome
to the world, Steven,” Bucky whispered. He kissed your cheek. “We’ve been
waiting forever to meet you.”
“Buck,
what’s wrong with your hand?” you asked, noticing his metal hand’s new
deformity. He laughed a little, looking it over.
“You’re
stronger than I give you credit for, doll,” he chuckled, kissing your forehead.
“Don’t let her fool you, Steve, she’s tougher than she looks.”
“Shut
up, you big lug,” You smiled, shaking your head. Steve Rogers, the adult one,
walked into the hospital room, accompanied by the rest of the team. He gave
Bucky a pat on the back.
“Steve,
meet Steve,” Bucky motioned from his best friend to his son. Steve’s expression
softened and he took a step forward, looking at the tiny boy.
“You seriously named your baby after Spangles?”
Tony asked. “Did (Y/N) authorize this?”
“I
did,” you nodded. “It was on the baby name board.”
“Only
because you kept erasing my suggestions,” Tony smirked.
“I
was not naming my son Tony Jr.” You chuckled. Little Steve raised a tiny fist
as he yawned. Wanda stepped towards you.
“But
I will get to babysit, yes?” she asked, her eyes wide and expectant.
“Of
course, Wanda. As long as you don’t let Speedy anywhere near the baby.” Bucky
said, giving the Sokovian man a look.
“I
am great with children,” Pietro muttered. Wanda elbowed him in the chest.
“I
pity the kid that tries to pick a fight with our son,” You looked around the
room at the others. “They wouldn’t last a minute with you guys around.”
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