roses are red, violets are blue, phil lester is a beautiful man whom i love with the entirety of my ass and i want him to be happy always and forever, living life carefree with flowers in his hair and warmth in his heart
Characters: reader x Bucky, Sam, Steve, Nat, Tony, Bruce (mentioned)
Summary: Reader stays home from a mission and Bucky returns with unexpected news that could change your life together forever.
Warnings: lil angst, mostly fluff. Mentions of illness and possible pregnancy.
Word Count: 4k. (last part, I needed all the words! )
A/N: Well, this is it!! The last part. It’s been a long time coming and I’m sorry about the wait, but I hope it’s worth it! This series was my baby. Part 1 was my first fic written and posted EVER. Thank you all for sticking around and supporting me and this series! Please let me know what you think! :)
“There really is no one like you, Y/N. It’s good to be home.”
Now that Bucky was back, the tower felt like home again to you, too.
One Year Later
“No, you’re not.”
“Bucky. I feel fine!! I’ve been fine all morning. I am going on this mission.”
Bucky opened his mouth to protest, but your determined expression stopped him, throwing his hands up in surrender.
You smiled victoriously, gathering the last of your gear and tugging the zipper closed on your duffel. The both of you already wore your combat gear, ready to board the Quinjet that was leaving in 10 minutes. Steve had interrupted breakfast saying there was a last minute mission so you and Bucky, along with Bruce, Clint, and Steve were heading out as soon as possible. Steve protested your joining the mission, too, which annoyed you. What was up with that?
One last scan around the room to make sure you had gathered everything, you met Bucky’s eyes.
“You ready, babe?” you asked him.
“Yup. How ‘bout you, doll?”
You paused, holding up one finger before you bolted for the bathroom and lost your breakfast. Aw, crap.