Summary: a mission, feuds, an underground network, life in the suburbs and bucky. what could go wrong, right? wrong.
Pairing: Bucky x f!Reader
Warnings: not really any warnings, apart from the usual angst, and fluff
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A/N: you know, the more i write the more obsessed i become with this story. idk how you guys will like it, but hopefully it's enjoyable so far. also, this is supposed to be around twenty parts since they are a bit smaller in length, and it's supposed to be like in two parts like ten and ten regarding the plot. it probably doesn't make any sense, but you don't have to worry about that. you'll figure it out when the rest of the parts are posted.
A/N 2: now, if you enjoyed this one, make sure to reblog and let me know what you think about it! there's more to the story for sure! anyway, happy reading!
"Harry, did you send the email to the executive?"
Bucky was sitting on his chair, mindlessly looking at his computer; his mind had been twirling around the thought of what had happened yesterday. He still couldn't believe that he was now supposed to be a father to little Liam. A little boy that Bucky couldn't lie, he actually liked him. He was just adorable especially in your arms while you were trying to protect him from the conversation that was taking place between him and Fury. Bucky smiled at the image.
"What are you smiling about, mate?" Bucky just noticed the man who was standing above him, a smirk on his lips. He mentally groaned.
"Nothing. Just a thought." Bucky mumbled and gave him a tight smile. He had to remind himself that Harry, unlike Bucky, wasn't a grumpy ex-assassin but a friendly salesman.
"I bet it was the beautiful wife you have back home." He winked at him and Bucky wanted to shoot him. The gun in his breast pocket was suddenly itching him.
"What did you need..." Bucky furrowed his brows since he couldn't remember his name for the life of him, "mate?"
"I asked you if you send that email about the offers to the executive."
Bucky cursed under his breath. He completely forgot about it. Great, he thought. Two days in the new work and he was already fucking up.
"I'll send it now." Bucky said in a rush as he clicked on his computer. He mentally thanked Bruce for his crash course on how to use a computer and the internet.
The blonde man chuckled. "You know, you could always ask for help. Leo is right here." He pointed to himself.
"I'll have that in mind, Leo." Bucky gave him a genuine smile this time. Leo was the man that was responsible to show him around the first day and although he talked a bit too much for Bucky's liking, he was a kind and very helpful guy. Bucky liked him and he almost felt guilty for forgetting his name. But he had to remember a whole lot like his life time story that some of Fury's pawns had created.
Leo was ready to walk away, when he turned back around suddenly. "Oh, by the way," he started, "the invitation for dinner still holds."
Bucky furrowed his brows, and then realization hit him. Leo had openly invited him and ‘Sally’, for dinner. He had said that it would be a nice opportunity to get to know each other, and also fill you in about the place since you were new in town. Bucky had reluctantly agreed not paying much attention but there wasn't any date set.
"Sure. But maybe some other time." Bucky rubbed the back of his neck. "You know, with the kid it's quite hard to find someone stay with him."
Leo's eyes widened. "I didn't know you have a kid!"
Bucky chuckled nervously. "Oh yeah, there was something that came up and he couldn't travel with us. His uncle brought him." He didn't have to share that much but maybe telling the full story will make him more believable.
"That's wonderful." Leo exclaimed. "Because as you know, I have a son too." Did Bucky ever listen to this guy? How did he manage to have missed so many information about him? But Leo talked too much and Bucky was never known for his patience. "They can play together." He was looking excited at Bucky. "How old is your son?"
Bucky gulped nervously. "Liam's five."
"What a coincidence! Louis is five as well." Leo was grinning at him and Bucky was feeling more and more uncomfortable at each minute. "We should definitely have a get together."
Bucky just nodded, smiling nervously. "Maybe next week. We are still trying to figure everything out with my wife. There are a couple of things to settle so it's a crazy week." Bucky explained in hopes that Leo would just let him breathe for a second.
"Yeah, yeah no worries." Leo waved. "If you need anything, let me know." He offered. "Now, I better go back to work." He said before leaving Bucky alone.
Bucky let out a breath that he'd been holding.
"Well, Harry, domestic life doesn't suit you at all." He mumbled to himself and he started typing the email.
****
"Honey, I'm home!" Bucky called as he stepped into the apartment, kicking off his shoes.
"Kitchen!" You called back.
Harry walked into the kitchen where he found you hunched over the oven, while Liam was sitting on the chair coloring a page of a book. Bucky smiled at the image.
"How was work?" You smiled as you wiped your hands on the apron you were wearing.
Harry looped an arm around your waist, giving you a kiss on the cheek. "Same old. What about you, sweetheart?"
"Hectic as always." You replied.
Liam had stopped coloring the book watching you both with his big eyes and then, suddenly he hoped off the chair and ran into you both.
Bucky scooped him up in his arms. "Hey there, buddy. How was your day?" Liam just shrugged and pointed to the coloring book. "You got a coloring book?" Liam nodded. "Will you show me?" Liam nodded again as Bucky let him down and followed him to the table.
You watched them interact with a smile that seemed to be permanently imprinted on your face all day. For a split second you almost believed that this was actually real.
Then you quickly shook your head, remembering last night.
After Fury had dropped Liam off, you had decided to come up with a plan. Nick had told you that Liam wasn't able to speak. The doctors had told them that it might be temporary and may have to be the result of seeing his parents die. That was the reason that Nick was so sensitive when it came to Liam. He was like a father to him.
Liam was sleeping peacefully in the middle of the bed as you and Bucky were on each side of him.
"We need to do something about the sleeping situation." Bucky whispered.
You sighed. "I know." You said quietly watching the little kid like a hawk. He was like an angel.
"Do we-," Bucky was hesitant, "do we have to pretend in front of Liam as well?" He asked.
You didn't really know what to say to that. Your arguments with Bucky were definitely not a good environment for Liam. "Maybe it'd be better. It'll be confusing for Liam if we don't."
Bucky was silent for a moment which made you nervous. "If you don't-" you started but he caught you off. "You're right." He said. "Bucky and Y/N are not very parental friendly."
You chuckled. "Harry and Sally though..."
"Yeah, let's stick with Harry and Sally." Bucky agreed.
You were engulfed by the silence. The only thing that could be heard was Liam's steady breathing. The thoughts were consuming your mind. When you first agreed to this, you thought that the pretence would only be for the people outside of the house, now you would have to pretend 24/7 to be in love with Bucky. You couldn't do that. Or could you?
You chewed nervously on your lips. Your eyes drifted to the small body next to you. You smiled at his angelic face. You lifted your eyes to find Bucky staring at Liam as well, a small smile playing on his lips as well.
Your eyes found each other and for an instant you felt your cheeks heating up.
"Goodnight, Harry." You whispered as you quickly turned on the other side, suddenly wanting some privacy.
"Goodnight, Sally." You heard Bucky's voice.
****
You were laughing. You were actually laughing.
After you all ate dinner, Bucky suggested you watch a movie all together. You were sitting on the couch, Liam squeezed between you two.
Bucky was laughing as well while Liam was giggling.
"Oh, you're laughing as well, you little traitor." Bucky mused and started tickling Liam who was now laughing hysterically.
"It's not our fault Buck that you looked so confused by the plot." You teased.
"How was I supposed to know, Y/N/N? It was complicated." Bucky defended.
"It's a kids movie!" You yelped in surprise as Bucky started tickling you as well.
"Ok, ok," you said over laughing, "I take it back!"
You had all sobered up, putting on another movie. You felt Liam getting heavier in your arms as Bucky's side was now pressed beside you. A hand wrapped around your shoulder.
"You called me, Buck." Bucky muttered which caught you by surprise. You were both looking at the screen.
"You called me Y/N/N as well." You whispered back, your fingers running through Liam's hair.
"We shouldn't break character." Bucky said.
"We shouldn't."
You turned to look at him to find him already staring at you.
You didn't know how or why it happened but before you could even think about it, Bucky's lips were on yours in what was the sweetest kiss you'd ever had. Your lips were touching enough to feel the kiss, but yet, there was a bit of distance. Such a chaste kiss that you'd almost miss it.
You both pulled away, startled by what happened.
Was this real? Or was it just Harry kissing Sally in front of their son in what was a normal family night, as someone from the outside would think? Just for the sake of Liam's parents being together and in love?
Before you could say anything, you felt Liam stirring in your lap.
Your eyes fell on him, to find him sleeping.
"We should take him to bed." Bucky suggested quietly pointing a Liam.
"Yeah..." You breathed.
Bucky scooped him in his arms, standing there waiting for you. You turned off the TV and followed him in the bedroom.
That night you fell asleep with your heart beating and a nauseous feeling in your gut.
****
THURSDAY
You woke up with a weight on your chest. You groggily opened your eyes to find Liam’s staring back at you. You instantly smiled and he did the same.
“Good morning there, baby.” You murmured as you sat straighter, taking Liam into your arms. Liam curled into your lap, his little arms wrapping around your middle. The feeling you had yesterday, started to bubble into you.
You turned around to find Bucky’s side of the bed, empty. You checked the time. It was still too early to go to school and Bucky would usually wake up after you.
“Are you hungry, Liam?” You asked softly to which Liam replied by nodding. “Let’s make breakfast, then.” You said as you got out of bed with Liam in your arms.
As soon as you exited the bedroom, a strong smell hit you which made your stomach ramble.
You walked into the kitchen with Liam to find Bucky rushing around the room, as he made breakfast. He turned around and smiled brightly when he saw both of you.
Your eyebrows were still furrowed from sheer confusion. Bucky wasn’t a cook and you’d rarely seen him make anything other than coffee back in the Tower.
“Good morning.” He grinned at the both of you as you let Liam sit on the chair.
You propped your hip on the counter, arms crossed on your chest as you saw him flip the pancakes. “Good morning to you, too.” You smiled. “What are you doing?”
Bucky chuckled. “I’m making breakfast.” You were ready to say something, but he caught you off. “I know: surprising. But,” he placed the plate on the table, ruffling Liam’s hair on the way, as he was ready to grab a pancake with his hands, “I figured I’d do anything for my family.” He looked at you and whatever you were about to say died in your mouth. Bucky looked serious. “Now,” he gestured to the table, “let’s start eating before they get cold.”
You breathed as you took a seat along with Bucky. You helped Liam pour some honey on his pancake, wiping his face whenever he would make a mess.
Later, as you were getting ready for work, looking at the mirror, you almost didn’t recognize yourself. You were Y/N yet you were merged with Sally. It was a weird feeling.
But what made you freeze was the realization that hit you as your eyes crossed with Bucky’s from the mirror. He was buttoning up his shirt, giving you a small smile.
You stood there, looking in the mirror, now everything being a little clearer: you were falling in love with him.
the influx of pornbots is so funny. we're out in our little paddleboat like "oh the rats are swarming again. auspices for the new year." and in the background the S.S. Twitter is floating past upside down.
i was thinking that people don’t appreciate how overwhelmingly funny the death star getting blown up is; i mean, you know, on some level, this is just some teenager from space alabama who grew up shooting cans with a shotgun going, “yeah, you want me to attack the biggest military base in space history with absolutely no piloting-in-space experience? i can do that.” like back in space alabama luke flew the equivalent of a crop duster, maybe, but then the rebellion’s like this kid we met two hours ago, we need to put him in a fighter. luke has absolutely no hours piloting a fighter in space before this, and then he succeeds because he’s got magic powers, and the voices told him to. what is probably the most overwhelmingly enormous military base ever built in space with the most extreme firepower ever amassed in space loses in a fight to a guy who had less flight time than a fresh soviet pilot in WWII, this is already the funniest military victory in pop fiction, bar none.
but then you go to how luke wins, aside from the magic powers and the voices in his head; he convinces the local weed guy to get into armed conflict with the military, and the local weed guy shows up in the space equivalent of a VW bus that has a gun duct taped to it, and this is the rig that manages to shoot down darth vader. i should say that by this point in star wars, darth vader has been fighting in war since he was nineteen, and the first time he flew a fighter was when he was nine, he’s widely renowned not only as one of the best pilots in the galaxy, but also as one of the most dangerous people in the galaxy period, like if you let him loose on a battlefield everyone probably just sort of hangs back and lets him massacre everyone. because honestly they’re really just accessories in this. things like “air support” or “artillery” or even “other people with guns” aren’t super necessary because vader’s got the magic powers, the voices in his head, and also a sword that kills people, you know? definitely a couple imperial victories boil down to, “we just told vader to go to work, and then we found a mountain of bodies afterwards.” and this is the guy who gets creamed by a VW bus plus gun. han and chewie fucking scooby and shaggy his ass, and in legends vader ate shit so hard he spiraled out of control, crashed on a planet in the middle of nowhere, and promptly went kind of crazy and decided to slum it with - and i shit you not - a pack of literal space hyenas, who adopted him as their king. he then became the only fucking survivor of the entire ordeal. we really don’t appreciate how fucking funny this is.
Went outside my fandom bubble and saw people being cancelled for shipping two characters who tried to kill each other once damn is this the limit nowadays
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