Don’t Say Anything (End)
Summary: You finally decide to tell Bucky that you’ve been in love with him since the day you met but what happens when you walk in on him with a girl? And not just any girl; Natasha.
Pairing: Bucky x Reader
Warnings: just fucking fluff my dude. We need fluff after this emotional rollercoaster DSA put us through. Also warning if you don’t support having a kid before getting married I guess? Fun fact: My parents aren’t married at all but they’ve been together for 18 years (crazy, I’m 17) and my momma had me when she was 19. Idk why I’m telling you this alright goodbye
A/N: Why do I always put an authors note even when it isn’t necessary? It’s a mystery to me. Anywaysssss It’s over! Thank you so much for sticking with me throughout this series, I hope you absolutely loved it! Heartbreaking fics is what I do best I guess. Alrighty well finish reading this shit and tell me what ya this overall :)
9 years later
Bucky wakes up to the sound of giggling and the smell of bacon being cooked. He let out a grunt and stretched, looking over and checking the time on his clock. 9:15 AM. With a huff (because quite honestly, he didn’t want to get out of bed) he stood up and immediately saw the papers sticking to his metal arm by the help of some magnets. He smiled, taking them off and looking them over. There were 2.
One of the papers had ‘I love you daddy’ written on it with hearts while the other had a stick figure drawing of 5 people all smiling. This made Bucky smile even more, knowing exactly who pinned the papers to his arm. He pulled the magnets off and walked downstairs, heading straight to the kitchen where he saw you and his three kids.
Your first child was named Rosalyn. Rosalyn Winnifred Barnes. She wasn’t necessarily a mistake - god no - but she was unplanned. You and Bucky had only been dating for 3 years when you got pregnant with Rosalyn. It was a surprise for both of you. Her middle name, obviously named after Bucky’s mother. You remember his reaction when you suggested it.
After many long hours in labor, you had finally given birth to a beautiful baby girl. You were sat up on the bed, pen in hand as you filled out the form the nurse had passed on to you. You and Bucky had agreed on the name Rosalyn but when you came across ‘middle name’ you turned to the super soldier who was in the middle of doing skin-to-skin with your little bundle of joy.
“Buck.” you say softly. His blue eyes find yours and he smiles. “We never discussed a middle name.”
He pouted, looking down at his daughter who was sleeping soundly in his arms. “Hmm.. Delilah? What do you like?”
Your eyes go down to your daughter and you smile before locking eyes with Bucky. “How about Winnifred?”
The ex assassin’s eyes soften and gloss over with tears at the mention of his mothers name. “Really?”
“Yes, really. It’s a beautiful name.” you nod.
Bucky sniffled, quickly wiping away a stray tear. “It is.” his eyes travel down to the baby. “Rosalyn Winnifred Barnes. I love it.”
Your second child was named Olive Natalia Barnes. You had her a year into yours and Bucky’s marriage. She was a stubborn little thing; didn’t want to come out so the doctor had to induce your labor. Olive was a little sassy thing (I mean for Pete’s sake she rolled her eyes at Bucky!). She reminded you of Natasha, hence her middle name. Upon hearing the news about Olive’s middle name, the red head cried. A lot.
The doctor finally let you have visitors but only two at a time and the first two people through that door were Steve and Natasha. They made their way to the foot of the hospital bed and smiled at you.
“Hey Y/N,” Steve was the first to speak. “How’re you feeling?”
You give him a smile. “Sore, but I’ll manage.”
The blonde chuckles before moving over to his best friend leaving Natasha who had migrated beside you.
“You look like shit.” the red head comments and you laugh.
“Thanks Nat, just what I needed.”
“Hey, what kind of best friend would I be if I didn’t tell the truth?” you laugh again. “When can you go home?”
“They want me to stay one more day.” you respond and Natasha nods.
“Seems reasonable.” her eyes drift over to Olive who was wide awake. “And who’s this little one?” she cooed.
You smile. “This is Olive.” you carefully hand her over to Natasha.
“What, no middle or last name mom and dad?” she joked, keeping her eyes on the baby.
You look over at Bucky who smirked and that’s just what you needed before you turned back to Natasha. “Natalia. Olive Natalia Barnes.”
Her eyes snap up to meet yours, flickering between you and Bucky. “Oh my god.”
Her eyes fill with tears as she starred down at your baby girl.
“Do you like it?” Bucky questioned when all you could hear was her crying.
“Buck and I think it suits her. She rolled her eyes at him earlier. Reminded me of you.” you add with a smile, watching the two bond.
Natasha lets out a laugh and wipes away her tears. “I love it.” she says. Olive wraps her tiny hand around Nat’s finger. “I love it so much.”
Your last and final child was named Steven Christopher Barnes. You had him four years into your marriage. Bucky chose his name; naming him after his best friend. In all the years you’ve known Steve, you’ve never seen him cry. That was until the day Bucky told him what his nephews name was.
The doctor allowed visitors two at a time, just like last time with Olive. Again, Natasha and Steve were the first two to come in. Bucky was holding your son, rocking him back and forth in his arms.
“Alright, kid number three, let’s get this show on the road.” Nat joked as she sat in the extra chair beside you.
You lean your head back and smile.
“How was it? The birth, I mean.” Steve asked as he stood next to Bucky.
“God, by far the easiest.” you respond causing both Natasha and Steve to laugh. “He just slipped right out like a waterslide.” you imitated a waterslide with your hands and mouth and Bucky chuckled.
“Wow really?” the red head questioned.
“Mhm. They told me to push, I did and he was out like that.” you snap.
“Wow..” she murmured. “Oh hey are you fine… down there?”
“What do you mean?” you ask.
“Well with Rose you… ripped… down there and then Olive did the same thing. Did it happen this time?” she questioned.
“Nat, do you see how big my son is?” you gesture over to Bucky. Steven has been your smallest child - in a healthy way of course, he was perfectly healthy.
“Ah, okay, I’m taking that as a no.” she nods.
The two men chuckle and you advert your eyes over to them.
“What’s the little guy’s name?” Steve questioned, peering down at your son.
“Do you want to hold him?” Bucky asked as he stood up.
“Yeah, of course.” the blonde nods. Bucky passes Steven to his friend who cradles the little bundle safely.
Bucky smiles at the sight. “His name’s Steven. Steven Christopher Barnes.”
When the super soldier looked up, his eyes were threatened with tears. “You named him after me?”
“Yeah. You’re the most caring, inspiring, brave, kind-hearted person I know and I only hope my son will turn out like you. You’re a good man, Steve. I’m proud to call you my best friend.” Bucky tells him.
Steve lets out a small sob as he gently hands Steven over to you before engulfing his best friend in a tight hug. “Thank you, Buck.” he cried into the brunettes shoulder. “I love it.”
“What are you lovely ladies doing?” he asked playfully. Steven makes a noise from his highchair. “Oh, and gentleman.”
“We’re helping mommy with breakfast!” your six year old, Rosalyn replied with a smile.
“Daddy, daddy! Did you see my drawing?” your four year old, Olive asked, jumping off the chair she was sitting in and running over to Bucky.
He squats down to her level. “I did and I loved it, doodles.”
Olive smiled and wrapped her arms around her father. Bucky calls her doodles because she loves to draw. He picks her up in his arms before striding over to the fridge. Using the two magnets, he pins the papers to the fridge before making his way over to you.
“Morning baby.” he spoke.
“Morning.” you look at him and smile only for Bucky to capture your lips in a kiss. Rosalyn and Olive let out strings of ‘ew’ and Bucky pulls away, chuckling.
“What are you saying ‘ew’ to?” he questioned, holding Olive tightly as he rounded the counter to Rosalyn.
“You and mommy kissed.” Rosalyn scrunched up her nose.
“What’s wrong with kissing?” he was now standing in front of her.
“It’s nasty!” Olive cuts in and Rosalyn nods in agreement.
Bucky smirked. “Oh really? So how would you feel if I.. kissed you!” he grabs Rosalyn and began peppering kisses on both her and Olive. They laughed, trying to get away from him but of course failed. He didn’t let them go until one year old Steven shouted ‘daddy’.
Moving away from the girls, he walked over to Steven who sat in his highchair, eating. “What? Why’re you yelling at me?”
The toddler giggles and raises his arms in the air, making grabbing motions.
“You want up?” Bucky asked and Steven nods. “Well too bad. Eat your food.”
Bucky turns away but looks over his shoulder only to see Steven’s lip quivering, getting ready to cry. He immediately turns back to his son and kneels down. “Oh no baby I was just kidding, come here.”
He lifts Steven out of his highchair and cradles him to his chest as he swayed back and forth.
You put the last piece of bacon on a plate before taking it over to the table, passing Bucky and Steven. After setting the plate down, you turn to your husband and son. “Oh my baby, what happened amorcito?” you coo and Steven lifts his head off of Bucky’s shoulder to look at you. He’s pouting, lip quivering even though he was perfectly fine when Bucky picked him up. “Is daddy being mean?”
The one year old nods and you softly run your fingers through his hair with a pout. Bucky rubs Steven’s back and kisses his cheek. “I’m sorry, bug.”
After a minute or two, Bucky puts Steven back in his highchair before sitting down as well, ready to eat.
You and your family make it to Tony’s new and improved Stark Tower (Tony’s request). Upon entering the living room, you see that everyone was already there.
“Hey.” you greet first, Steven in your arms while Bucky held Rosalyn and Olive’s hands.
They all turn their heads towards you and smile. “Hey guys.”
“Auntie Nat!” Olive shouted, pulling her hand from Bucky’s and running over to Natasha.
“Hey doodles, what’s crackin’?” the red head placed Olive on her lap.
“The bones of my enemies.” the four year old responds and you shake your head.
“Ah, I’ve taught you well.” Natasha high fives her.
Rosalyn slips away from Bucky’s grasp and makes her way over to Wanda and Vision.
“Hi aunt Wanda.” Rosalyn smiled.
“Hey Rose.” Wanda grinned, making room for the six year old to sit.
“Hi Vis.” Rosalyn waved.
Vision nods his head. “Hello, Rosalyn.”
Rose gets comfy. “Can you tell me about outer space?”
“Why yes,” he smiled. “What would you like to know?”
You tear your gaze away from the two when Steve comes towards you, arms outstretched. “Gimme.”
You smile, handing him Steven who hugs Steve tightly. “Hey buddy.” he chuckled. You watch him walk back to Sam and Clint and you scoff.
“The asshole didn’t even say hi to me. No ‘how’re you doing’ or ‘hi Y/N - Nothing!” you say.
Bucky chuckled. “He’s attached at the hip with Steven. Those two are hard to separate.”
You playfully roll your eyes. “Tell me about it.”
At that moment, Bruce walks up to the two of you, a water bottle in hand. “Hey guys.”
“Bruce! You’re back!” Bucky exclaimed, hugging the doctor.
“Yeah, I’m back.” he laughed as they pulled away.
“For good?” you question.
Bruce smiles, knowing why you’re asking. “Yeah, for good.” he then turns to look at Natasha who was busy with Olive. “It’s about time I stop running away from the good things in my life.”
You grin and Bruce turns back to you. “Anyways I should get going, I’m surprised Tony hasn’t called me-”
“Bruce!” Tony’s voice cut off the doctor.
Bruce chuckled. “I spoke too soon. See you guys later.” and with that, he disappeared into the backyard.
Bucky set the diaper bag down near the wall just as Thor walked up to you. “James, Y/N!”
“Thor!” you shout, wrapping your arms around him. He gives you a bone crushing hug. Literally. He cracked your back.
“How is everything? The kids?” he asked.
“Everything’s good, the kids are good.” you nod over to where they are.
“And the baby..” he trails off.
“Steven.” you nod.
“Ah, you named him Steven.”
You let out a laugh. “Thor, I was not going to name him what you suggested.”
Bucky wraps his arm around your waist, a thing he usually does for no reason.
Thor touches his chest dramatically. “What’s wrong with Asgardian Warrior Barnes?”
“Everything!” you chuckle.
“It would have been perfect for him. He could have been a warrior for Asgard.” he responds.
“Uncle Thor!” the voice of Olive rips through the air.
“Yes, my green Olive-” Thor turns around with a smile but it is immediately wiped away when he sees Olive holding his hammer with no struggle at all. Suddenly everyone’s eyes are on her.
“Uncle Tony tripped over your hammer so I brought it to you.” she smiled, lifting it up. Thor takes it.
“Right.. Uh…” he clears his throat, looking around the room at everyone who was watching. “Thank you Olive.”
She nods and walks back to Natasha while everyone pondered what just happened. Four year old Olive just picked up Thor’s hammer. Holy fuck.
“Right…” Thor says again. “I’m just gonna… go see if Tony needs help.”
And he was gone. Sam was the first to break the silence, laughing his ass off. “Hey Bucky, your kid is worthy.”
“Can it, Sam.” Bucky chuckled and just like that, everything was back to normal. You look around the room, frowning when you don’t see Pietro even though you knew he was away on a solo mission. You missed your best friend.
“Whatcha thinkin’ about, baby doll?” Bucky questioned.
“Pietro.” you sighed. “I miss him.”
“I know baby,” he sighed, kissing your forehead. “He’ll be back next week.”
“I know.” you lean into him, wrapping your arms around his waist. You let out a deep sigh, watching your kids smile and laugh with your friends. It was a wonderful sight.
“Hey Y/N.” Bucky murmured softly and you pull away slightly, enough to look at him.
The brunette smiled. “Thank you,” he says. “For giving me a chance all those years ago. For marrying me. For giving me three beautiful children. Thank you.”
It’s your turn to smile. “I love you, Bucky.”
“I love you too, Y/N.” he responds and your lips meet in a kiss. “And maybe we can get Nat or Steve to watch the kids tonight so we can…” he trails off while his thumbs rubs circles on your side.
“How long has it been since we’ve had sex?” you question.
You groan before looking around. Olive was with Natasha, Rosalyn was listening to Vision talk about outer space and Steve was sitting on the floor with Steven and Sam, Legos sprawled out before them. You look back at Bucky.
“Who says we have to wait till tonight?” you smirk.
“Are you suggesting we-”
“Yup.” you nod. “My old room is upstairs and I know for a fact that it’s empty.”
“Naughty, naughty.” the soldier smirked before glancing around to make sure no one was watching. “Let’s go.” and with a squeeze to your hip, the two of you enter the elevator.
Some things never change.
A/N: I don’t know if you guys read my end-of-the-chapter authors notes but if you do holy fUck this was 2617 words and it’s 5:39 AM and I’ve watched Wreck-It Ralph a total of 5 times while writing this. Anyways it’s the end! Tell me what ya think!
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