Charmaine.

Charmaine is an intern for Tony Stark, soon she meets the team and they become her family. One mission was all it took.

1.Meeting➞ Where Charmaine meets the team for the first time after having a panic attack.

2.Shit Bucky➞ Charmaine cooks for the team and gets to know them more.

3.Charm Bracelet➞Charm gets to know Bucky more and feelings starts to grow.

4.Alright, that’s enough ➞A little bit jealous of bucky but finally confesses his feelings to the guys as well as charm do.

5.Don’t do this to me ➞Charmaine’s first mission with the team but doesn’t end well and the team loses a member.

6.Eternal Flame ➞ Mazikeen has finally got a hold of two of her deadliest weapon.

7.1 year later ➞ It’s a year after Charmaine is fully Eternal Flame along with Cyan. The team is fully accepting that she isn’t coming back anymore.

8.I’m not naming my child Thorina. ➞ Lori does a big gender reveal for the whole team but by the end of the night, Thor and Steve are able to reveal something.

9.Stay ➞ Two weeks have passed and Charmaine tries to get used to being in the house but Mazikeen still has that effect on her.

more to come!

I really want to finish this series and maybe post it on Wattpad. This will give me a reason to finish so you guys can enjoy.

Evaluation.

word count:

pairing: Bucky Barnes x BlackFem!Reader.

warning: angst, nightmares.

Summary: Bucky nightmares are too much.

A/N: Y'all it’s been weird and longgg week and I can’t stay on one thing soo the overprotective series will have to wait a second .

ik it’s in first person point of view because i just didn’t feel like putting it in third person. either take it or leave it!‍♀️

“No! Stop! Please."  I heard Bucky say from behind me. I looked at the clock and it said 2:45 a.m.

Bucky was tossing and turning which made me sit up. He had sweats running down his face. I rubbed his face softly so I could wake him.

"Baby.”

His eyes were tightly closed and his hands gripped the pillow. I placed my other his shoulder.

“Babe.”

“Ahh!” He yelled thrashing around, Bucky was still asleep. “P-please! I’ll take her spot. No! Don’t say those got damn words.”

I was scared myself, his nightmares never gotten worse like this.

“Bucky! Wake up!”

“Ahh!” He yelled again and I grabbed Bucky pulling him into my chest. I held a tight grip so he wouldn’t move around in my arms. Bucky’s metal hand grabbed onto my forearm so he could hold on to me. His screams turned into sobs.

“Baby open your eyes. I’m here Bucky.  You’re okay.” I comfort rubbing my hand through his hair. Bucky was completely woke as his head stayed on my chest and his cries turn into sniffles.

“I d-didn’t mean to wake you up to this, I’m sorry. It just felt so real.”

“I’m sorry,” Bucky muttered quietly. I kissed his forehead rocking us back and forth.

“It’s fine. I know it’s not your fault.”

“I’m sorry.”

I placed my chin on top of his head,  “Baby stop apologizing, it’s okay. I want to try something, is that alright?”

He pulled back from my chest, “Yeah, what is it?”

“You have to trust me, baby,” I said as we stared each other in the eyes.

“I trust you.”

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“Honey, you got the words ready?” Tony asked tapping away on a tablet. His suit powered on, going into auto-pilot mode

“Yes honey, just waiting on Y/N or Bucky to give us the cue.” Lori yawned sitting on top of the table.

We were sitting in Tony’s workshop and it was still late at night. The plan was to try to use the words that were in Bucky’s brain against him. It was like the nightmares were getting worse every night.

“I will be here the whole time okay? You got this. I’ll hold your hand if you want me to baby.” I said leaning down so we could have eye contact. Bucky was sitting in a chair across from Lori. He was so nervous that it might all come back.

“You don’t have to. I know this is maybe one of the best ways to get rid of the nightmares so I should be okay.”

“Okay,” I said placing a peck on his lips. We gave each other a small smile then I stepped back leaning again the table. He looked a Lori nervously.

“I’m ready.”

“Just close your eyes Bucky. We aren’t going to let anything happen.” Lori reassured softly. “We will be here for you.”

“I will stop her if you need me to.” Tony said standing beside her with his arms crossed over his chest.

Bucky nodded then hesitantly closed his eyes. I never took my eyes off him, I was hoping this went well. Lori slowly opened the red book beginning to read the words.

“Желание. Ржавый. Семнадцать. Рассвет. Печь. Девять.” Lori said slowly, saying every word fully. Bucky’s lip trembled as tears rolled down this face. I couldn’t bear seeing him like this. I try to hold my tears back.

(Longing. Rusted. Seventeen. Daybreak. Furnace. Nine. Benign.)

“Добросердечный. Возвращение на родину. Один.”

(Homecoming. One. Freight car.)

Lori finished closing the book. Bucky opened his glassy eyes giving us the answer we all needed. He was free.

I go over to him placing my forehead on his, “You’re free baby. You’re free.”

Bucky wrapped his arms around me pulling me into a big hug.

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We thanked Lori and Tony for helping us out with all of this.

It was around 3:50 a.m. and we were back in bed. I couldn’t sleep and I didn’t know why so I was up reading a book. Bucky rolled over placing his head on my chest and his metal arm around my waist.

This was the best sleep he’s gotten in years.

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Ehhh I know it’s short but it’s a little something.

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Beauty and Beasty 2.

Word Count: 3,368

Pairing: President!Bucky Barnes x Babysitter!BlackFem!OC

Warning: Swearing, Uptight Bucky.

Summary: This goes into Devora’s back story a bit. When she comes home from picking the kids up from private school, James there waiting for them. She finally gets into contact with her best friend Alexis who is married to King Steve Rogers of Brooklyn. James makes way downstairs for a midnight snack to find her in the kitchen…

A/N: you guys love it so here is part 2.

Devora Smith is the child of Deeva and Devon Smith. You shouldn’t think too hard about how she got her name. The 22-year-old loves to cook. How she landed this job is a straightforward story to explain. Since she was 7, in her eyes, her dad was the best cook in the world. Devon owned a small restaurant that had enough attention to keep them afloat.

Devon always had Devora in the kitchen helping him cook; that’s how she fell in love with cooking. Sadly, things happened, and her dad lost the restaurant due to the lack of money. Devora promised herself that she will make her dad proud by owning her own 5-star restaurant.

9 months ago, her best friend, Alexis, fell in love with King Steve Rogers of Brooklyn. They are now married and are expecting a child. Devora had complained to them many times that she needed a job to jumpstart her career. So when President James Buchanan Barnes of Romanian asked his best mate, King Steve, to help him find a babysitter. The king suggested Devora, and since it was last minute that he needed a babysitter. President Barnes hired her immediately.

“Hi, guys, how was school?” Devora questioned once the kids got in the Audi. While she drove, they were quiet, too quiet. “Uh, is anyone going to say anything?” No one responded so she stopped the car, putting it park on the side of the road. The babysitter gave Melanie her phone so she could be distracted by youtube. James doesn’t allow the kids to use cell phones but do she does she care at the moment? No, and he isn’t here to say anything.

Plus, Melanie gets fussy when she curses, so she doesn’t do it around the kids unless she’s really pissed off. “Roman, spill it.” She sat Indian-style in the seat facing them. Devora knew that the 16-year-old boy couldn’t hold anything from her. Unbeknownst to her, Roman saw Devora as his mother because she takes such good care of them.

He feels there is no reason to lie to her because she’s such an understanding person and will always find a way to solve their problems. “This guy from my class constantly bullies me because of my hair and what I wear to school. Declan saw him shove me against the locker, so he punched him and they start to fight. Sophie saw what happened so she jumped in by jumping on his back, hitting his head from behind.”

Before Devora could utter a word out, Declan sounded off.“I had to defend him, Devora. He’s my brother and I’m not going to let him get bullied on my watch. Roman doesn’t mess with anyone and I wasn’t going to let that guy continue to bother Roman.”

Devora tries to speak again but Sophie continued their justification, “We’re so sorry Devora. Don’t be mad at us; we didn’t get suspended…”

This time Devora did the cutting off.“I’m not mad.”

“…Or anything because of Father’s status with the school.” Sophie rambled out of nervousness then realized what she said. ‘You’re not mad?“

"I’m not. Want to know why?” She smiled ruffling Roman’s hair causing him to smile. “ Because you did what every big brother and sister are meant to do which is take up for your little sibling. Extra bonus points for beating his ass.”

Melanie furrowed her eyebrow at Devora like a scolding parent. Everyone chuckled at her reaction. “Oops sorry, Melanie. Anywhoo you guys doing that proved to Roman that you’ll always have his back. No matter what, you guys should always love each other. Never be in competition with one another, never judge, and never be jealous. Because at the end of the day you guys should always be able to depend on each other.” The siblings looked at each other with a smile. Devora kissed each of their foreheads.

“I am so proud of you guys.”

“Means a lot to hear that Devora. Thank you for being in our lives."Sophie hugged her neck. After their heartfelt moment, they were on the way home until Devora came up with a wonderful idea.

” How about you guys get a make-over?“

Roman perked up excitement, "Really? You would do that?”

“Duh you guys deserve it plus I might have the head chef’s Mastercard.” She winked at them through the rearview mirror. They all cheered in the backseat even though Melanie had no clue what was going on. Her phone ringed and Mel held the phone in the air, looking at the contact picture.

“Da-Da!”

“Don’t answer it!”

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As they walked into the mansion from their shopping spree engaged in a funny conversation, James stood in the foyer. The children stopped their chat, standing still as if they were soldiers. Devora adjusted Melanie on her hip still holding hands with Declan, not phased by him.

“Children.”

“Father.”

“Where are there so many bags? Who do they belong to cause I am sure that I told you 3 that you aren’t allowed to do your own shopping? I have someone to pick out your clothes precisely like how I want them. Did I not?” James dictated crossing his arms over his chest, holding a scowl on his face. That was new information to Devora out of her 7 months of being there. What was so wrong with them picking out their own clothes? Their teenagers for god’s sake.

“Are you serious right now?”

James’s blue eyes focused on her, not losing the hardened expression. “Serious as a heart attack.”

Devora narrowed her eyes at him, “Well I took the kids-” Declan squeezed her hand, indicating to lie. “To get some ice cream to celebrate Sophie for passing this semester. Those bags are mine and that’s all the explanation you’re going to get.”

His lip drew back in a snarl, “You live my house! Under my rules! Whatever you bring in here is my business. Why don’t you ever just shut up sometimes and get with the program that I am in charge.”

“That’s what you think, "Devora mumbled rolling her eyes. James walked closer to her. "What did you just say?”

“Father, can we please go to our room now?” Sophie said while James and Devora never broke eye contact. “Yes.”

Declan grabbed a sleeping Melanie from her arms and the children went upstairs. When they were out of earshot, Devora stepped to him. “Stop being so strict; they’re just kids.”

“They have to learn to deal with it; we have to uphold a perfect image.” His tall frame hung over hers. The sexual tension between them was getting thick. Devora’s eyes adverted between his plumped lips that looked so soft and his eyes. Trying to fight the urge to smash her lips onto his, the babysitter for once was lost for words.

James came to Devora’s face; she could feel his breath fan against it. She gave up trying to look him in the eyes instead she stared at his lips, biting her own. He smirked, knowing that she was hooked. He pulled back taking her out of her sex-filled fantasy trace. James walked away leaving Devora’s core throbbing for pleasure.

“Fuck…”

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“Psst! Devora!” She heard when she walked past one of the kid’s bedroom. The dark skin turned around to see who was calling.

“Declan?”

His head peeked from the door.“Yes, I need your help.”

She walked closer to the door. “What is it?” Declan fully stepped out of the room. He pulled out the most beautiful necklace from his pocket.

“I bought this for a girl that I’m in love with. The only problem is, she lives in the village, and Father prohibits going to the village.”

“So what does this have to do with me? You need me to cover for you while you gone?”

“Well it’s the weekend and I normally go see her during first period but I cant’ wait until Monday. The evening guard will be out but he should be sleeping like right."Declan checked his watch."Now. Can you come with me to go see her?”

“Come with you? Declan, your father already hates my guts.”

“Please Devora? I really love her.”

Vora saw that he was really devoted to seeing this girl. She just wants to see him happy, it makes her feel content. “Fine Declan, I’ll go.”

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Devora plopped in her bed face first. Helping Declan sneak out and making sure both of them weren’t caught was tiresome but worth it. Rose is her name and she was the sweetest. Her family was the best, they treated them like family not people with royal status.

Rose’s mother gave her some cheese that she made by hand. What makes it so special because it was so expensive in the states. Devora already had made a plan to make mac & cheese after a shower.

Her mac book ringed from the edge of the bed causing the tired 22-year-old to groan. Devora smacked against the keyboard hoping it would answer the call.

“Devoraa!!! BESTIE!”

Vora swiftly lifts up seeing her best friend’s face in the camera.

“BESTIEEE!”

“I haven’t talked to you in so damn long! How is going over at Mr. meanie’s mansion?”

“it amazing here, excluding him. I don’t want to talk about me, let’s talk about you! How’s Steve and the baby?”

Steve’s face popped in the camera, drenched in water, “HI BESTIEEE!”

“HI BESTIEEEE, I miss you guysss!”

“We miss you too. and the baby’s going fine."Alexis propped the phone up showing her stomach. Devora gushed at her 8-month pregnant belly.

"AWEEEE. I CAN’T WAIT TO TOUCH IT!”

“Me… and she… Steve…June…”

“Alexis your wifi is ass. Y'all live in a rich castle but have poor wifi. How does that work??” She didn’t respond but flips the camera showing the outside-filled endless activities. From bouncy houses to water guns, to little kids running around with bubbles plus a couple of workers enjoying themselves.

“I love you bestie! I have to go! BYEEE”

“I lo-"The phone call hung up causing Devora to let out a sad sigh. The kids were always fun to be around but when she was herself, it’s so boring. The mansion was boring. Vora was feeling homesick from them. ”-ove you too.“

After her shower, Devora was in the kitchen making from scratch mac and cheese. "Add a little bit of this..” She mumbled to her self dumping a whole measuring cup of cheese on top of the already cheesy pasta. Her tongue poked out a bit while she spread the cheese across the pan.

“I didn’t know you did that when you’re focused.” James’s deep voice said from the side of her. She glanced at him for a second then return her gaze at the dish.

“Because your head is always stuck up your ass.”

James took a deep sigh, “Could you just stop with the smartness and backtalk for one damn minute.” She bent over placing the pan in the oven feeling his eyes on her ass.

“Stop being so mean and I’ll stop. Now quit looking at my ass, I’m trying to cook.”

As James walked past her, his huge hand smacks against her ass cheek roughly. Devora quickly stands up clutching her now throbbing cheek.“Ow!”

“No, I’m good. Thanks for the suggestion though.” He winked opening the refrigerator door. “What are you doing up? It’s late.”

“Since you just have to in my business..” Vora leaned against the counter. James took a sip of his juice, “Your business is my business, I thought I made that clear.”

“Whatever, anyhow I got some good cheese from R-…” Devora mentally cursed at how she almost gave Declan’s secret away. Bucky raised an eyebrow which made her nervous thinking he caught on. “Rome. Yeah, Rome. Alexis and Steve sent it in as a gift because it’s so expensive in the states.”

James sat the cup down, coming closer to her.“Is that so?”

Devora cleared her throat. 'Damn I talk too much. She thought to herself. “That is so Mister.” James did that hovering thing like earlier but this she wasn’t intimated.

“Do I make you nervous?”

She giggles mushing his face away from hers.“ Mr. President get away from me.”

He laughs leaning against the counter beside her. He laughed like literally laughed.Devora looked at him like he grew three heads. He looked at her confused.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“You laughed. I need to pinch myself to wake up to see if I’m dreaming.”

“So you dream about me?”

“No so don’t flatter yourself, mister president.”

“So you do.”

“No now hush because you disturbing the peace and quiet I had in here while I cooked.” Devora implied while picking up trash she had left on the counter. Surprisingly James started to help her clean up.

“You didn’t have to Mr.President.”

“I want to and quit calling me Mr.President. It feels like you’re teasing me every time you say it.”

“I mean what else am I supposed to say? I don’t know your name and I didn’t bother to ask the kids because I simply didn’t care what it was.”

James placed a hand on his chest, “Ouch why you gotta be so harsh?”

“I’m not being harsh sir, just being real with you. If you don’t like it then find another babysitter."Devora shrugged throwing away some trash from the counter. James grabbed her hand pulling Vora to his chest.

"I don’t want another one, having you is perfect.”

Devora tried to keep the smile from forming on her face but what he said made her feel special. She couldn’t help it and smiled anyway. “You have a smooth way with words. You flirt.”

She pulled back, picking up the last of the trash. “I can’t help it when you’re always looking so good.” James compliment watching her every move. It got quiet for a minute because she didn’t know what to say.

Devora hoped that the niceness would stay and not disappear overnight. Being nice really suited him. The timer went off signaling the macaroni was finished.

“My name is James.”

She pulled the pan out of the oven"Hmm?“

"My name is James Buchanan Barnes but you can call me Bucky.” He watched her sit the pan on top of the stove. She reached up to grab some plates but struggled a bit. Bucky came from behind, grabbing the plate with ease. “You know I can get the maids to come do this for us. ”

She shook her head, taking the plates out of his hands. “That’s uncalled for when we been in here the whole time. My mom taught me to do it myself and not be lazy about anything and to reply to what you said. Your name fits you, I like it.” She dipped herself a spoonful of macaroni. “Bucky do you want some?”

Bucky was mesmerized by the way his name flowed from her lips, “Yeah I want some.” She beamed at the fact he wanted to try her food. She scooped him up some placing it on another plate. “Your mother sounds like a wise and good woman.”

“She is. That one time when my Dad and I cooked random dishes in the kitchen, my mom got so mad at us when we didn’t clean up behind ourselves. She told me, "Always clean after yourself. Never expect someone to do it for you. You are not a lazy woman.”

“Are they still alive?”

She giggled as they both sat down at the island. “Yes, Bucky they are still alive. My parents are enjoying their time with me being away since I moved out to come here.”

“You lived with your parents before you came here?”

“Bucky we can talk about some other time okay? I want to eat before my food gets cold.” Devora pointed at the food, Bucky sigh wanting to know more about her but did what she asked. “Fine, I’ll wait until another time.”

He picked up the fork but she took it out of his hand. He looked at her puzzled, “How am I suppose to eat?”

“Let me feed you the first bite.”

The way Devora looked at Bucky aroused him so much. Her boldness caught him completely off guard.“Okay…”

“Crap I didn’t mean to weird you out. Your beard hair is so perfect and I don’t want you to mess it up by getting cheese on it.”

Bucky crinkled his nose in happiness.“Oh, you like my beard?”

“Yes, I admit. I love it.” She dipped his fork in the mac and cheese. It was still hot so Devora blew on it a bit. Bucky pressed his lips together watching her’s curve into an o-shape. Everything about her excited him. Vora watched him eat the food from the fork while her soft hand was placed under his chin.

The macaroni tasted like heaven in his mouth, Bucky let out a little groan while he chewed. Devora looked at him in worry.

“What? What is it? Is it nasty?”

Bucky shook his head with a smile, “No this is really good. You are an excellent cook.”

“Thank you, means a lot coming from your mean ass.”

“I’m not mean.”

“Sure.”

“All these amazing flavors hitting my mouth at once, what is that?”

“It’s seasoning Bucky…”

“What is that?” He looked at her like a lost little kid. Devora snickered sitting down her fork. “It’s all those 'amazing flavors that are hitting your mouth at once’ ”

“Ha Ha Ha you’re so funny.”

“Hehehe you think so? I’d say I’m pretty hilarious.”

The two laughed at her little joke. It was a comfortable silence after their chuckling. Bucky was done eating while Devora finished up.

“Do my kids hate me?”

His sudden outburst baffled her.“Huh?”

“Do my kids hate me as their father?”

She wiped her mouth with a napkin, “No they love you. It’s just you’re not letting them enjoy their childhood. I know about the image to uphold but kids will be kids. They deserve all the love and care from you. Bucky you’re going to miss them when they grow up and leave the nest.”

Bucky ran his hand through his hair.“When my ex-wife left, it was hard on me and I just felt like they blamed me for her leaving. I’m just doing them how my father did me. I turned out just fine-”

“Buchanan you and your children are two different people. You are their parent, not your dad so you raise them differently. They do not blame you for anything. Melanie is 2 years old and knows her alphabet all the way up to the letter L. Declan wants to be better at building things. Roman wants to be a famous basketball player to bring recognition to Romania. Sophie wants to be everything, she such a smart little girl. Bucky it’s sad that I know all of that and you only know their birthday. I can only do so much until they need their dad. You can be a parent that cares but don’t be so strict. Let them experience things.”

Bucky looked at Devora while she talked about his children. Her eyes twinkled with affection as she relays information about them. That’s what hooked him on her line, she genuinely cared about the kids. “I’m going to do better, I’m going to make sure from now on they’re happy.”

“Don’t just shower them with gifts, do that plus actually hanging out with them when you’re not busy. Make time for them okay?”

“Okay I will, I’m going to make it up to them.”

Devora yawned a bit, “I’m tired so I’m going to head to be. I had a great time being down here with you.” She got up from the chair, placing both their dirty dish in the sink then walked towards the door.

He got up following her.“Devora.”

She stopped turning around to face him. “Yes, Bucky?”

“Tomorrow can I take you to my favorite spot? It could be like a picnic.”

“Okay, that sounds nice. Should I make the snacks?”

Bucky smiled.“Yes please.”

Devora gave him a smile back.

“Anything for you.”

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yall this shit took all fucking day but I hope you guys like it because went into more depth with this one!

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Therapist (part 3)

Word Count:

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x BlackFem!Reader

Warning: Fluff.

Summary: It’s too rainy for Y/N to go to work, so her, Bucky, Steve and Luca spend the day morning together.

A/N: This is going to be very short, maybe. In this it’s nomad Steve and infinity war Bucky.

Y/N’s body naturally woke up around 5:30 a.m. She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. On her left, Bucky slept soundly facing her. On the right, Steve slept on his back with Luca on his chest. Since moving to Rome, Y/N could only afford a one-bedroom apartment.

Steve wanted to sleep on the couch but Y/N forced him to sleep in the bed so he could be comfortable. Now you think sleeping in the same bed with two sexy-ass super soldiers is amazing. Wrong.

Bucky was uncomfortable with his arm so he was tossing and turning most of the night.Y/N woke up the first time, getting out the bed so he could get comfortable. When she came back from the bathroom, Bucky was asleep on his back with his arm hanging off the bed (still attached ). He looked way more comfortable than before.

Their body radiated heat so Luca woke up fussy from being so hot. This made it the second time Y/N had to get from her sleep. She had to rock him asleep, also turning on the fan. While she finally gotten her child to successfully sleep. Y/N saw that the guys were sweating greatly. She literally made their sleepy asses get up and take off their long-sleeved shirts. Like little kids they were grumbling and mumbling.

Steve likes to touch during his sleeping. Y/N had to remove his hand from her face multiple times. That is the reason why Y/N woke up the rest of the time.

The rain platter heavily against her window. She got out of bed quietly making sure they didn’t wake up. She was really tired but as long as they got their rest, Y/N felt content. Y/N moved Bucky’s long hair so she could give him kisses on his face. As she kissed Steve, he shifted a bit.

Y/N picked up Luca out of habit from doing it so much. She kissed his forehead, “Goodmorning my baby.” He moved a bit in her arms but instantly got comfortable and went back to sleep.

She went into the living room to check her email on the computer.

“Hmm it’s raining really hard, I’m not going to go in today.”

She mumbled to herself, going over to the kitchen. Y/N took out the food items that she needed. It was starting to Thunder hard too but it didn’t bother her. On the other hand, Bucky jumped awake when the thunder cracked against the sky.

He looked on his right to see two of his favorite people still sleeping. He then went to the bathroom to do his business and came out looking for Y/N.

He watched her moved gracefully with Luca in her arms, around the kitchen preparing breakfast. When she was cooking eggs, Bucky came behind her wrapping his arms around Y/N’s waist.

“Good Morning.” Y/N soft voice spoke, leaning into his touch. They sway back and forth while she continued to cook.

“Goodmorning my love.” Bucky placed his lips against her temple for a quick kiss. “Do you want me to take him?”

“No I always do this, it’s a way for me to feel comforted.”

“Well alright.” He scratched his neck not taking his eyes off her. Y/N cleaned the kitchen up with grace while having Luca in her arms. It arose a question in Bucky.

“You started this when I left? You move so gracefully with him in your arms.”

“Yeah, he was the closest thing to you. He filled the gap that you opened when you left. I wish you hadn’t we would’ve been safe Bucky.”

“Y/N if I didn’t we would’ve been in way more shit if I didn’t leave. I’m sorry I left, I just wanted to protect you and him. I missed you every day that I was gone.”

Y/N rubbed Luca’s back trying not to get emotional.

“I don’t want to cry on this good morning. How did you sleep?”

“Great, you?”

“I barely got any sleep. You two are the hardest people to sleep in the same bed with.” Y/N moved the eggs to a platter, then set it on the kitchen table. Bucky let’s go, grabbing the other platter that has waffles and sausage on it.

“I’m sorry my love, I would’ve moved to the couch.”

“No, it’s fine. Could you go wake up Steve so we can eat breakfast?”

Bucky kissed her cheek, taking Luca out of her arms ignoring her denies. While he was gone Y/N sat down on the couch, resting her eyes for a second. Bucky put Luca in the bed, surrounding him with pillows. Both Bucky and Steve came downstairs, ready for breakfast.

“Have you talk to Sam?”

“Yeah, I just texted him..” Steve trailed off looking at now a sleeping Y/N. “Buck.”

“Huh?"Bucky turned his attention away from the waffles, seeing his sleeping girlfriend. He sat his plate down, going over placing a kiss on her forehead. "Sleep good my love.” He placed a blanket over her body.

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