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Captain's Snowflake (Steve Rogers x Reader) Part 17

Marvel Masterlist Season 1

Natasha ran in moments after we got there, Steve was leaning against the window as I stood by his side, feeling like I was a ghost watching while I knew Fury was about to fake his own death. Was I supposed to fake cry? Was I supposed to act like everything was going to be okay? I knew it would, but they had no real reason to believe that right now.

“Is he gonna make it?” Natasha asked softly.

“I don’t know.” Steve said before she looked at me.

“Lyn?” She asked softly but I kept my eyes on the surgeons looking at Fury.

“I never thought coming here would end with me having to keep so many other people's secrets.” I said after a moment then looked at her. Sitwell is here. I can’t just give up information that could compromise us or Fury. “I can’t answer you right now.” I said quietly and she looked unsure but turned back to the window before I looked up at Steve, his eyes looking at me like he was trying to read me and I squeezed his hand, hoping he understood I couldn’t say anything here.

“Tell me about the shooter.” Natasha said and Steve sighed.

“He was fast. Strong.” He breathed before he took a deep inhale. “He had a metal arm.” He said and I could see the recognition in Nat’s eyes through her reflection, like she was reliving the last time she encountered the same soldier.

“Ballistics?” She asked as Agent Hill walked up beside her.

“Three slugs, no rifling. Completely untraceable.” She said and I looked down, feeling so much guilt that everyone else in here just wanted answers. Answers I have but I’m unable to tell them.

I let go of Steve’s hand and wrapped my arms around myself, taking a step back. He seemed so lost in thought, I’m not even sure he noticed I had slipped away, just going to a quiet corner as I tried to take some deep breaths. I wanted to scream. Why do I need to keep all these secrets? Why am I the one who has to care so damn much and watch as everyone else struggles to find answers that I already know? I didn’t even realize I started crying before I felt water running down my chin and neck, the droplets turning cold quickly as I curled into a ball. It had to have been at least 20 minutes before I managed to compose myself, not even knowing where Steve or Natasha would by now but hoping they were still by the room with Fury’s body. I had just turned the corner when I saw Natasha walking out of that room, Steve walking out after her as she looked like she wanted to murder someone.

“Natasha!” Steve called after her and she stopped, turning to him as I approached them.

“Why was Fury in your apartment?” She asked and Steve sighed, shrugging slightly as he looked at her.

“I don’t know.” He said and then she turned to me.

“You do.” She said and I went to open my mouth before Rumlow walked over.

“Cap, they want you back at S.H.I.E.L.D.” He said and Steve looked at him and nodded.

“Yeah, give me a second.” He said as he tried to turn back to Natasha and I.

“They want you now.” Rumlow said and I felt my anger flare up at him.

“Fuck off, Rumlow.” I snapped and he glared at me and I gave a small grin, turning to Natasha. I wonder, since the mcu says its ‘earth 616’ as the sacred timeline, does that mean its more similar to the comics in the actual universe then just in the movies? “Hey, Nat, you ever heard of a girl named Rachel Leighton?” I asked, still looking at Rumlow and he seemed to stiffen before he scowled at me and walked away to some other agents.

“What was that?” Nat asked and Steve looked at me in concern.

“Small test to see how similar people's backstories are in this compared to the comics.” I said before shrugging. “At least I know my hate for Rumlow is still completely justified.” I said and Natasha looked confused before she shook her head and Steve looked at me.

“Stay here, okay?” He asked and I nodded. He pulled me in close, which kind of surprised me, and kissed me firmly, pressing something into my hand before he let me go.

“Have fun jumping out of another building.” I said cheekily and he sighed, shaking his head softly, kissing me once more before he left to follow Rumlow. I blushed and looked at Natasha who had a raised eyebrow.

“Finally spoiler time?” She asked and I chuckled, pulling her into one of the adjacent rooms, putting the blinds down and turning the lights off. “Okay, so what happened to Fury?” She asked immediately and I grinned, keeping my voice low just in case.

“Okay, first off, that motherfucker is not dead. Second off, I know you have encountered the Winter Soldier before but I also need you to remember he is a brainwashed man who's completely under their control. He doesn’t even know his actions are wrong right now because his mission is literally all they let him remember.” I said and she looked at me for a moment before she blinked and raised an eyebrow.

“You know who the Winter Soldier is?” She asked, seeming genuinely confused and I looked at her like she had two heads.

“I literally know what Tony’s first child looks like. I know what your children in a whole nother universe look like. Of course I know who the fuck he is!” I whisper shouted and she opened her mouth then closed it, nodding.

“Fair point.” She said and I sighed before putting a hand on my head.

“Not to mention I think Steve is already piecing together who he is and that’s going to be a whole thing when he realizes. He literally finds out tomorrow.” I said and she furrowed her brows again.

“Wait Steve knows the Winter Soldier?” She asked as she stood in front of me and I looked at her, putting my hands on her shoulders.

“Natasha, the Winter Soldier, is Bucky fucking Barnes. Steve was and is literally Bros For Life with the Winter Soldier. He just doesn’t fucking realize it yet.” I said before her face turned to complete shock.

“Wait, Bucky is the Winter soldier?” She asked and I nodded and she looked like she was trying to just wrap her head around this all.

“Oh, and here’s what Fury was at our place to give Steve. It’s what you recovered from the Lemurian star. We need to wait here and lay low for when Steve gets back.” I said and she furrowed her brows.

“Why do we have to lay low?” She asked and I sighed, unable to believe I’m actually about to say this.

“We’re about to be wanted by all of S.H.I.E.L.D. once they realize Steve knows something.” I said and she nodded, I then got an idea and grinned, getting my phone out. “Wanna see what Steve’s doing right now? It’ll be a lot shorter than how long it'll take here but you'll understand everything.” I suggested and her eyes widened as she nodded.

“Better to show me then not. I’m tired of not knowing what’s going on.” She said and I opened Captain America: The Winter Soldier and scrolled to the point we were at. We just sat there, huddled as she took out her headphones, giving me one as we watched Steve deal with Alexander, then get chased around a bit.

“I am so glad I am not with him right now.” I mused and she raised her brows in amusement, a small smile on her face.

“He’s definitely gonna feel that later.” She said after seeing him land on his shield from breaking out of the elevator glass and we looked at each other before laughing slightly, knowing she was 100% right, and I’ll probably be the one helping him get better. Even if he’s alright anyways. I’m glad she seemed a little less stressed now though, less bogged down by the ‘death’ of Fury and finally getting some answers.

—Steve’s POV—

“Captain, why was Nick in your apartment last night?” Alexander Pierce asked me as I sat in his office. I was brought in for questioning, but I was trying to figure out why he was the one doing the questioning, and why did Lyn really not like him?

“I don’t know.” I said and he was quiet for a moment as he sat in front of me.

“Did you know it was bugged?” He asked and I looked at him, nodding slightly.

“I did, because Nick told me.” I said and Alexander looked down at his hands then back up at me.

“Did he or Agent Laverna tell you he was the one who bugged it?” He asked and I kept my face neutral as I could, but I couldn’t help it as I furrowed my brows at the mention of Lynette.

“Why would Lynette have known?” I asked, unsure if he was aware of her abilities and such, and he looked at me for a moment or two, like he was studying me a bit before he reached over to a small remote.

“I want you to see something.” He said, a video of one of the hijackers of the Luminar Star was in a room with an interrogator.

“Who hired you, Batroc?” The interrogator asked and I looked at Alexander.

“Is that live?” I asked and he nodded, not taking his eyes off the video.

“Yeah, they picked him up last night in a sot-so-safe house in Algiers.” He said and I furrowed my brows slightly.

“Are you saying he’s a suspect? Assasination isn’t in Batroc’s line.” I pointed out but Pierce shook his head.

“No, no. It’s more complicated than that.” He said as I watched the live footage of Batroc who sat there. “Batroc was hired anonymously to attack the Lemurian Star. And he was contacted by email and paid by wire transfer,” He started, sighing slightly as he explained.

“And then the money was run through 17 fictitious accounts.” He said, which made me look back at him. “The last one going to a holding company that was registered to a Jacob Veech.” He said, handing me a file as I looked at him, slightly confused.

“Am I supposed to know who that is?” I asked as I started to flip through the file.

“Not likely. Veech died six years ago.” He answered, his eyes downcast. “His last address was 1435 Elmhurst Drive. When I first met Nick, his mother lived at 1437.” He said and I looked at him with raised eyebrows.

“Are you saying Fury hired the pirates? Why?” I asked, something feeling very off to me as Pierce looked up.

“The prevailing theory, was that the hijacking was a cover for the acquisition and sale of classified intelligence.” He said and looked back down at the file, something really not feeling right. “The sale went sour and that led to Nick’s death.” He said and I felt something in me pause. Why did that sentence seem so fishy to me?

“If you really knew Nick Fury, you’d know that’s not true.” I said, looking up at him carefully and he gave a small nod.

“Why do you think we’re talking?” He asked and stood up, me feet following him as he walked to his desk. “See, I took a seat on the council not because I wanted to, but because Nick asked me to, because we were both realists.” He said, walking past his desk to stare out the window.

“We knew that, despite all the diplomacy and the hand shaking and the rhetoric, that to build a really better world, sometimes means having to tear the old one down.” He said, tapping on the glass lightly before turning to me. “And that makes enemies.” He said, raising his eyebrows slightly and taking a few steps forward as I stood there.

“Those people that call you dirty because you got the guts to stick your hands in the mud and try to build something better. And the idea that those people could be happy today makes me really really angry.” He finished. Looking at me for along moment before he spoke again. “Captain, you and Agent L were the last to see Nick alive. I don’t think that’s an accident.” He said, his eyebrows raising again.

“And I don’t think you do, either.” He mused before giving me a firm look. “So I’m going to ask again. Why was he there?” He asked and I was silent for a moment, but I knew I had to say something, even just to get him off of me as a target for a moment. I eyed him carefully before deciding what to say.

“He told me not to trust anyone.” I said and he gave a small hum.

“I wonder if that included him. Or even Agent L.” He said and then I realized he was trying to plant doubt in me about her. Fury said to trust her and I do, even if some things can make it feel like I don’t, I know I do.

“I’m sorry. Those were his last words.” I said firmly and a beat of silence passed. “Excuse me.” I said, excusing myself to leave as I walked to the door. Pierce didn’t just seem to be focused on Fury. He mentioned Lyn so much, as if probing for a reaction of information.

“Captain?” He called before I left, waiting until I stopped and turned to him to continue. “Somebody murdered my friend and I’m going to find out why.” He said, taking a moment to pause and look at me.

“Anyone gets in my way, they’re gonna regret it.” He said, giving me a pointed look. “Anyone.” He emphasized before I nodded.

“Understood.” I said, before walking out.

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Waiting for the elevator didn’t take too long. Entering it as I leaned against the railing, looking out at the city below, barely noticing the chatter as Rumlow and two other STRIKE team members walked in, not until Rumlow gave a small greeting, one I gave back before looking down. The elevator doors closed and we started our decent down when Rumlow turned to me.

“Evidence response found some fibers on the roof they want us to see. You want me to get the tac team ready?” He asked and I looked at him briefly before looking back down.

“No, let’s wait and see what it is first.” I said and he nodded.

“Right.” He said, a moment passing when I noticed one of the other team members had his hand lightly over his gun. I thought it was strange and I remembered Lynn's warning about jumping out of a building eventually. I hoped she wasn’t right, cause I really don’t want to deal with this right now. The elevator continued for a moment before opening on another floor, multiple chatting men in suits with cases coming in which I thought was odd. The amount of elevators in this building and it’s crowded here? Not something I’ve seen often like this.

“Sorry what happened with Fury.” Rumlow said once the doors had closed again. “It’s messed up, what happened to him.” He said and I looked at him, looking forward once more. Lyn didn’t trust him so I didn’t either.

“Thank you.” I said and he nodded. I looked around then when I noticed something. Some of the business men were sweating, almost as if they were nervous and then the doors opened again, three more members of the STRIKE team entered and I felt myself sigh internally. This is gonna be a fight, isn’t it? I looked around, realizing this was because of the usb and I prepared myself mentally, waiting for the doors to close knowing I was probably going to hate this all. Once the doors were closed, I waited a beat before speaking. “Before we get started,” I started, looking around.

“Does anyone want to get out?”

----Lynette’s POV----

Natasha and I were waiting in the dark room for Steve to come by, both of us quietly chatting as she kept an eye out by the door and I sat back in a chair. I had told her what I could. How Fury did it, how dangerous this would be, how would they know things are going according to plan, all things I answered as best I could. I explained the medication Bruce made for himself that Fury in turn, used for this very event; I explained that there were a few.. big explosions.. but that things should be fine. I mentioned who Sam was briefly and how he was a good guy, how she needed to be careful when the Winter soldier is there, which she's slightly on guard about but I assured her it would be okay. She agreed it would be best for me to keep track of the timeline rather than them, since I knew this knowledge a lot more and thought of things a lot quicker than they can. I think even now, two years later basically, they are still struggling to wrap their heads fully around my original world.

“Do you really think Steve would hate you?” She asked me after a few moments of silence and I hesitated, opening my mouth to respond, then I sighed.

“I don't know.” I said quietly, looking up at the ceiling. “I know he loves me.” I said as I looked down at my hands.

“But I don't know if we'd survive all the secrets of the future I have to keep.” I said before I felt a small lump in my throat. “I can't even tell him when Peggy will go.” I said quietly and her eyes softened.

“He'd never-”

“He did.. one time he asked.” I said and she looked at a loss for words. “I'm just trying to get him to spend whatever time he wants with her, because I know he only has a few years left with her here. But I can't prepare him before it happens. The emotions of people play such critical roles in our actions..” I trailed off and she put a hand on my shoulder.

“You can't prevent it. He understands that. And you can't guide him through these major events, he also understands that.” She said and I sighed again, nodding.

“I know, I just don't want to hurt him and I have so many people to keep things from, I wish I could just tell him everything.” I said and that's when my phone buzzed, Nat’s arm dropping from my shoulder.

Stevie<3: Are you safe?

“He's okay.” I said, letting out a breath I didn't know I was holding as I responded positively to him.

Stevie<3: I’m almost back, stay there

Stevie<3: Pierce mentioned you

I felt something in me pause at that, Nat seeing the shift in my face.

“What’s wrong?” She asked and I looked at her, feeling my worry about HYDRA’s knowledge of me rising slowly.

“Pierce mentioned me to Steve.” I said and she furrowed her brows. “How much could HYDRA even know about me?” I asked her and her lips pressed into a line.

“Why is Pierce mentioning you a bad thing?” She asked and I looked at her for a moment before she tensed. “You said Pierce, and then got worried about HYDRA.. Is, Pierce HYDRA?” She asked and I sighed, rubbing my face as I nodded.

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Captain's Snowflake (Steve Rogers x Reader) Part 16

Marvel Masterlist Season 1

I let Steve have his alone time with Peggy, knowing the moments were short enough as is with her lapsing memory. He needed those few moments with her, but I knew it hurt him every time she forgot their conversations all over again, how she always ends up thinking it's the first time she's seen him. It was going to be like a gut punch when he realized Bucky forgot him. Could I tell him? Would it effect anything if I prepared him for the fact Bucky won't remember him? No. Bucky needs to understand that Steve recognizes him, and that triggers him to realize he knows him somehow. It was too important and I had to just hope he took it as well as he did in the original storyline. I was waiting outside for Steve, in thought as I wrote my thoughts down in my notebook. I kept it on me at all times in case I had an idea and wanted to look into it later, or if I remembered a detail that would be easily forgotten, but important. I guess I was so caught up in my writing that I didn't notice when Steve came out, putting a hand on mine, stopping my pen and I looked up at him.

“Mine if we make one more stop?” He asked and I chuckled.

“Yes, I'm okay with going to see Sam.” I said and he smiled softly.

“I didn't tell you about him yet, did I?” He asked and I shook my head.

“You didn't have to. Sam Wilson, also known as The Falcon later on.” I said before grinning a little, following Steve to his motorcycle.

“Why ‘The Falcon'?” He asked and I grinned, putting my helmet on with him insisting on helping strap it on as always.

“You'll find out very soon.” I said and he gave me a curious look. “Hes gonna get roped into our chaos. It's willingly though so it's his fault if he complains.” I said and he chuckled as we got on the bike.

“Good to know I can really trust him.” He said and I chuckled.

“You are a good judge of character. Anyone you'd trust, I would trust without a doubt.” I mused and he gave one of my hands around him a squeeze as he started his bike.

“You put a lot of faith into me.” He hummed and I squeezed him slightly.

“Because I know that faith is well placed.” I said to him before we were off to the VA.

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I looked around the hall. Originally they used a church from Ohio to film this scene, but I was curious since I didn’t really grow up around churches. I did Key Bible club during lunch in elementary, but I think that’s where my religious journey ended. I did get interested in folklore and mythology in my late teens, even wanting to see about taking a college class for it, but I didn’t have the best friends at the time to support my goals and interests. I’m glad I have the friends I do now, even if they were the fictional characters of my childhood come to life.

Steve was leaning against the doorframe like in the movie, listening to the woman talk about how she swerved to avoid a plastic bag thinking it was an IED. I slowly made my way over to him as Sam started talking, Steve unfolding his arms to wrap around my waist, pulling me into his side. I smiled slightly and hugged him, listening to Sam's speech to the veteran's, encouraging them to find healing and learn to cope and handle their issues rather than bottling them up or trying to fix themselves. I really liked his speech in this scene, especially since it is something both Steve and Bucky can relate to with how much they have been through and how much they still carry with them. Bucky has a long road to recovery after this, and until Civil War, I don't know how much I can really help him besides offering him kindness. I didn't even realize Sam had finished until Steve straightened up and pulled me back, letting all the people leave as Sam bid them goodbye.

“Look who it is, the running man.” He mused as he walked over to a small table with pamphlets and brochures on it. Steve walked over as I leaned against the wall, smiling at them softly.

“Caught the last few minutes. It's pretty intense.” He said, leaning against the corner of the wall as Sam started straightening the things on the table.

“Yea, brother, we all got the same problems.” He said, looking up at Steve briefly. “Guilt, regret.” He said and pursed his lips.

“You lose someone?” Steve asked and Sam nodded, looking to Steve.

“My wingman, Riley.” He said as he took a deep breath. “Flying a night mission. Standard PJ rescue op. Nothing we hadn't done 1,000 times before.” He said and I moved to stand by Steve.

“Until an RPG knocked Riley’s dumbass out of the sky.” He said, crossing his arms. “Nothing I could do.” He shook his head, looking away for a moment.

“It’s like I was up there just to watch.”

“I'm sorry.” Steve said softly.

“After that, I had a really hard time finding a reason for being over there, you know?” He said and Steve looked down at the table, sucking in a breath as he was quiet for a moment.

“But you're happy now, back in the world?” He asked and Sam gave a small chuckle as he looked around.

“The number of people giving me orders is down to about zero. So, hell yeah.” He said with a smile and Steve chuckled. “Are you thinking about getting out?” He asked and Steve looked away again briefly. I squeezed his hand in comfort and he looked at me softly.

“Maybe.” He said and I felt myself pause. That wasn't his line. He should have said no. “I've been thinking about it.” He added, looking back at Sam. I looked at Steve for a moment before I blushed and looked down, hugging onto his arm gently. Was that because of me?

“Not sure yet what I'd do for myself if I did.” He said and Sam chuckled, raising a brow.

“Ultimate fighting? Just off the top of my head.” He suggested jokingly which made Steve and I laugh. “Seriously, you could do whatever you want to do.” He said, before looking at me.

“You already got a girl clearly. What makes you happy?” He asked and I blushed, Steve's arm going around me as he pulled me into his side.

“You'd always make a great firefighter.” I suggested and he grinned, looking down at me.

“You'd sure be happy about that, wouldn't you?” He asked and I smiled, looking away.

“I wouldn't complain, but if you want a fulfilling and needed career, it's always a good option for you.” I said and Sam nodded, raising his brows.

“She's got a point. Firehouses are almost always looking for volunteers. Security guard, paramedic, Search and Rescue too. Could be good to even just fill some spare time.” He said and Steve seemed to think it over before shrugging.

“I'll have to give it some thought.” He said before Sam nodded and looked at him expectantly.

“So, you gonna introduce me to your girl or should I just start calling her Mrs. Rogers already?” He asked and Steve and I blushed, the blonde looking down as he grinned, scratching the back of his neck.

“Right, uh, Sam, this is Lynnette Laverna, my girlfriend.” He said and I held a hand out for him to shake, even though I knew exactly who he was.

“Sam Wilson, pleasure to meet you.” He said and I smiled.

“It’s great to meet you. Steve needs more friends,” I said, looking up at the blonde who rolled his eyes.

“I have friends.” He said and I raised an eyebrow.

“Your coworkers and your girlfriend don’t count.” I shot back and he sighed, hanging his head slightly as Sam chuckled.

“You two are real sweet together, you know that?” Sam asked and I blushed, Steve’s grin widening as he pulled me close.

“AlI know is that I’m lucky to have her.” He mused and my blush deepened as I looked at him.

“We’re both lucky.”

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We were headed for home, both of us stopping for some food even though I didn't have much of an appetite. We were talking to Sam and eating while Fury was getting attacked. I tried to not let it ruin our visit with Sam, but now it won’t leave my head. I’ve never seen someone actually wounded, let alone actually get shot up right in front of me. I think Steve could see my discomfort because he stopped me before we went up the stairs, a concerned look on his face.

“What’s wrong?” He asked and I swallowed the lump in my throat and shook my head.

“I’m fine.” I said but he gave me an unconvinced look.

“I can feel you shaking. You have been the whole way home.” He said and it was then I actually noticed how much I was shaking, my hands refusing to stay still with the fear that was in me. “Is something about to happen?” He asked and I bit my lip but nodded which made him sigh, holding both my hands in his.

“I..I know it all turns out fine but I’ve..” I had to stop to take a breath because my voice was coming out so shaky. “Fuck, I can’t even tell you because Fury says the apartment is bugged so I don’t even know if here is safe to tell you anything right now.” I said quietly, putting my face on his chest as I realized my mistake. If the apartment really was bugged, who knows what they might have heard or gathered about my knowledge from what I’ve told Steve. Who knows how much they now know of my world. I think I fucked up. Fuck.

“Hey, hey, it’s okay. If everything turns out fine, then we will just handle everything as we go, and once we are safe, you tell me everything you need to, okay?” He said, his hands holding my face. “Are you scared?” He asked and I nodded.

“Fury’s in our apartment and he’s gonna get shot and I’ve never exactly been around guns a lot unlike everyone else at S.H.I.E.L.D., let alone watching someone get shot.” I whispered, Steve’s eye’s widening before he held my arms and looked at me firmly.

“Lyn, if you’re scared, stay behind me. I swear, I won't let anything happen to you.” He said before letting out a small sigh and going quiet for a moment. “I can’t stop it?” He asked and I looked at him with sad eyes, shaking my head.

“Without me, you wouldn’t have even known about it. It needs to happen.” I said softly and he closed his eyes and sighed before nodding.

“Stay close, and stay away from the windows, alright?” He asked and I nodded before he composed himself and headed up, passing Sharon on the way up as we gave her a polite nod. She only really ever acknowledged Steve, but I didn’t care. If she kisses him during the civil war era and he and I are still together however, I will care. We heard the record player before we entered and he looked at me with a bit of realization. “You prepared for this.” He said softly for a moment before he opened the door. I looked down and nodded, feeling like he was possibly upset that I didn't tell him then, but I couldn’t let him go the whole day thinking about it like I had to.

“I have to try and prepare for everything if I’m going to be helpful in the future.” I said quietly and he was silent before he lightly kissed my head, entering the apartment and picking up his shield, moving quietly before peaking around the corner, not fully letting his guard down even after he saw Fury in the arm chair.

“I don’t remember giving you a key.” Steve said as he leaned against the wall. Fury slowly and with a painful grunt, leaned forward in his seat, his arm supporting him as it rested on the arm of the chair. He has his phone in his hand and I got my own phone out, getting my notes app out and ready. He needed to know things are still going according to the timeline. Things will still turn out alright so far if everyone just kept playing their part.

“You really think I’d need one?” He asked and Steve was quiet, watching him. “My wife kicked me out.” He said, his voice low as his breathing seemed to struggle to fully settle. Steve still had his shield in his hand, his other one holding mine firmly.

“I didn’t know you were married.” Steve said and Fury looked to the side for a moment before giving a small nod and looking back at Steve and I.

“A lot of things you don’t know about me.” He hummed and Steve finally walked out from behind the corner of the wall

“I know, Nick. That’s the problem.” Steve sighed, moving to turn the light on and the record player off when Nick held up a hand, my hand in his pulling him back slightly. I felt myself instinctually wanting to pull him closer, out of range of any possible bullets even though I knew he didn’t get hit anyways. Fury turned the light back off, Steve looking at me then him as he typed on his phone before turning it around.

‘Ears Everywhere’

Steve nodded, myself raising a small hand and Fury gave a small smirk. He should have figured I’d tell Steve, and even Fury could notice how frightened I was, waiting for the assassin to think he’s killed Fury was always going to be nerve wracking when you’re there with them.

“I’m sorry to have to do this, but I have no place else to crash.” He said, turning the phone back around to show us another message, ‘SHIELD compromised’ the only words I had been worried to admit downstairs in case everywhere else was bugged here too. Steve looked at him with furrowed brows before looking at me quickly and I nodded.

“Who else knows about your wife?” Steve asked him when he turned to face him once more.

“Just..” He grunted as he stood up, his phone turning to read ‘You two and me’ as he took some steps closer. “My friends.” He finished and Steve have him a hard look.

“Is that what we are?” He asked him and I pulled him back slightly, hiding behind him more even if I felt pathetic for doing it.

“That’s up to you.” He said before looking at me. “Lyn?” He asked and I gave a small thumbs up from behind Steve before maybe a dozen shots rang out, hitting Fury as I yelped. Steve pulled me back, dragging Fury behind cover when he fell. I immediately started putting pressure on the wounds, Steve looking between the window where he saw the shooter, me and Fury. Fury grabbed his arm and looked at him firmly before opening his palm to show the hard drive in his hand.

“Don’t trust, anyone.” Fury said as he struggled to breath. The door burst open and Sharon came in with her gun raised.

“Captain Rogers?” She called as Steve looked around the corner.

“Sharon get the hell in here and call an ambulance!” I yelled, the blonde coming running before she looked at the scene in shock, Steve looking between her and me in confusion this time as I groaned in frustration. “She’s been undercover for S.H.I.E.L.D. special service this whole time. She’s assigned to protect you on Fury’s orders, even though that's stupid, but right now none of that matters. Call a damn ambulance.” I said and she nodded, getting out her radio.

“Foxtrot is down, he’s unresponsive. I need EMT’s.” Sharon said into her radio as Steve noticed the window the assassin, also Bucky, was looking through.

“Do we have a 20 on the shooter?” The dispatcher asked and Steve looked at me and I nodded.

“Go.” I told him and he nodded.

“Tell him I’m in pursuit.” Steve said before he jumped through our window into the neighboring building, starting the chase scene that would amount to little besides showing off Bucky’s metal arm. Sharon hurried with me as we tried to stop the bleeding, myself getting ready to do CPR when Fury’s pulse stopped.

“How did you know I was undercover?” Sharon asked and I looked at her with a small smirk.

“Fury told you nothing about me, did he?” I asked and she was quiet for a moment. “That’s okay. Just know that even if I probably won't get along with you, I know we can trust you in the end.” I said and she just looked at me for a moment before EMT’s suddenly arrived moments later and took over. It was only a few minutes after that Steve came back looking conflicted and deep in thought. I grabbed our go bags and we all headed to the hospital with Fury. Steve had checked on me when he got back, but he was very quiet. I knew he was smart. He was probably starting to already piece together who the assassin could be, and it made my throat tight. My hand never left his once the whole ride, his fingers laced with mine and holding tight. I already knew this was just the start of our very long journey to the chaos again.

Captain's Snowflake (Steve Rogers x Reader) Part 15

Marvel Masterlist Season 1

I walked over to Steve after he got back, checking him over, some debris still in his hair and plenty of dust on his suit. He looked tired and he leaned into my touch when I put a hand on his cheek, fixing his hair slightly. I hugged him, even if he was dirty, and gave a small sigh.

“Alright, when are we going to Fury?” I asked and he sighed, putting a hand on my head before he tilted my chin up, kissing me for a moment before he put his forehead to mine.

“Just give me a minute with you first.” He said and I smiled, closing my eyes as I held him close.

“We could also go home so you can shower and change before it?” I asked and he seemed to think it over for a moment before I looked up at him. “Tonight is going to suck by the way. Just a heads up.” I said and he gave a small sigh, looking at his watch. He'd already been up for nearly 12 hours, so to hear the day wasn't over was probably not what he wanted to hear.

“Is it bad?” He asked and I hesitated, looking at the star on his chest as I nodded. “I want you to stay with me, no matter what through all of this, okay?” He said and I chuckled.

“You say that as if you aren’t the one who's going to be in danger in the next day or so.” I said and he gave a light smile before he kissed my forehead, rubbing my arm gently.

“Okay, stay with me as much as you can as long as you’re not in danger.” He said and I gave him a raised eyebrow.

“You literally end up jumping out a building window. Then a few hours later nearly got blown up. I don’t think that's possible for the most part.” I said before tilting my head. “I can avoid that first part though. Also, Fury is going to be pissed at me by the end of this.” I said and he raised an eyebrow, his hand moving some hair out of my face.

“Why?” He asked and I scratched the back of my neck.

“Maybe I should wait until after your talk with Fury to tell you more. You kinda need to know what project INSIGHT is before things start making a little more sense.” I said and he furrowed his brows but nodded.

“Then I supposed we should head home before all this begins, huh?” He asked and I nodded, giving him one last small squeeze before we left. I couldn't help my grip on his hand tightening though, my anxiety had been bad the past few days, but it was worse today. I think he could tell when we got to his bike as when I put my helmet on, he pushed me to the front of the seat, making me look at him in confusion before he got on behind me. He didn't have a helmet on, but he laid a kiss on my shoulder to try and relax me. “Just breathe, Lynn. All this will be over soon.” He told me and I nodded before he started up his bike, his chin rested just by my shoulder. I took a deep breath to calm myself before I leaned back into him, one of my hands on his thighs as he took off.

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Steve was getting ready for a shower and I was packing a bag, knowing if the apartment was going to get shot up the least I could do is prepare some bags both of us could grab, or get things like Steve's records in a safe spot. I had also arranged for Maria to come and grab my laptop, knowing she was definitely the best person to take it for the time being. Steve came out in just a towel as I was moving said records from their stand where they would definitely be shot to hell, storing them carefully in the closet. His collection was expensive after all the ones he got from Tony and I didn't want anything to happen to them. The record player is kinda important for the scene, so I couldn’t do much about it, but I did prepare for that, grinning at the brand new, but still vintage styled record player in its box. When Steve goes to find his records, he'll see it as well so he still has a functioning player.

“What are you up to?” He asked and I looked at him with a sheepish smile.

“Trying to make things a little better for what I know happens later. There's a reason I needed us to come back here since we won't get the chance to later.” I said and he still looked confused and nodded before seeing I missed a record.

“Hey, this isn't the kitty kallen one I have.” He said and I chuckled, putting it back on the shelf.

“That's because I didn't want anything happening to your own records. I got a replacement one.” I said and he looked even more confused.

“Why would we need a replacement?” He asked and I faltered slightly, a moment passing before understanding crossed his face, he nodded and kissed my head. “Nevermind. I trust your judgement.” He said and I felt my chest warm at that as he pulled me over to the bathroom.

“But if we’re not getting a break for a bit, I think I want to spend some special time with you.” He said and I raised a brow. “Join me in the shower?” He asked and I blushed, rolling my eyes before letting him bring me into the already warm bathroom, shutting the door behind us before his lips were on mine in an instant.

His hands crawled under my shirt, pulling it up and over my head before our lips clashed in an instant. He was eager to get me undressed and so was I. He let me go for a moment, checking the shower temperature first before he let me step in, him staying behind me when I felt him press me against the wall. I could feel him towering over me, his hard member pressing against my ass as his lips trailed down my neck and shoulder, one of his hands travelling down my front. God, he made me so horny and he knew it.

“Steve..” I whined, a small chuckle coming from him when his fingers caught my clit, circling it slowly as I tried to not let my legs lock. I moaned, the steam from the heat and water making us stick in a way that had goosebumps on my skin.

“Fuck.. I love you. I love you so much, Lynnette.” He said, turning me around as he kissed me roughly. I wrapped my arms around his neck, his fingers dipping into my soaked hole as he groaned. “You have no idea how feral you make me.” He breathed and I felt something shiver in me, liking the sound of a feral Steve.

“Maybe you should show me.” I breathed and he smirked, his hands moving to cup my thighs when he suddenly picked me up.

“I think I should.” He said, our lips crashing as he lined up with my entrance, his tip slipping in as we both moaned, our kiss deepening as he bottomed out in me. He wasted no time in setting a pace, a deep and sensual rhythm that made my toes curl. He still took his time, but his touch was slightly rougher, his calloused hands squeezing my soft skin enough to leave bruises of his finger tips. His tongue swiped my bottom lip, begging for entrance and he let out a deep groan when I denied him. He suddenly sped up his pace, catching me off guard as I gasped, his tongue quick to take its chance as he completely dominated me. He didn't slow down, his hips ramming into me like he was trying to break me.

My hands scratched his back, feeling the water hitting his skin, and one of my hands moved to hold the back of his head, grabbing his hair as I mewled and became undone in his arms. He pressed my thighs into me, holding me tight as he moaned and grunted above me. My eyes rolled back and I suddenly felt the building dam in me break and I came, tears lining my eyes as he only went faster. He buried his face in the crook of my neck, his name and more moans the only thing that could come out of my mouth. God, he felt divine.

“I love feeling you cum.” His voice was low, almost a growl as he pressed me into the wall more, my chest against his as he left messy kisses and small bites along my neck and shoulder. I cried out his name, his pace made it hard to process his words. His big hands on my thighs, his pounding hips, lips all over my skin, I couldn't stop it as I came again, seeing white as my eyes rolled back again. “Oh fuck.. god, fuck, I love you, baby.” He hissed, kissing me again, swallowing my cries as his pace faltered.

“I'm gonna cum.. oh God..” He whined, his hips slowed, thrusting deep into me when he shuttered, stilling in me as he came. We panted, staying there for a moment before he gently set me down on shaky legs. He kissed me after we had both caught our breath, his hands holding the sides of my face as I smiled slightly, hugging him.

“I love you.” I said and he grinned, pecking my lips once.

“I love you too, so much.” He told me, both of us taking a few moments to ground ourselves before Steve decided he wanted to wash me. I made sure to give him just as much attention as he gave me, both of us ending up soapy as the smell of lilac and old spice filled the bathroom. It wasn't long before we were both dry and dressed, Steve keeping an arm around me as we walked out of the apartment.

I had left a note for Fury, telling him I knew the plan and that I will be helping the defenders after this event. It would still be a few hours before he got there, but at least then he knows things are still going according to the timeline. I had to assure him multiple times that if things go according to the timeline, things work out. I did tell him that I’d be changing a few things by just being here in general, but he wasn’t too concerned about that. I just had to hope I never do anything that does more harm than good.

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I followed after Steve, his demeanor was a lot more calm then in the movie originally and I felt slightly better. I’m lowering the dramatics I guess with Steve. This could work out better, keeping conversations level headed might do us more favors later.

“You didn’t tell me about Agent Romanoff having a different mission. Why?” He asked and Fury looked at him, a raised eyebrow before he looked behind him at me as I crossed my arms.

“I’m not in this conversation.” I said and he looked back at Steve.

“I’m not obligated to share everything with you.” He said and Steve gave a frustrated sigh.

"Those hostages could have died, Nick." He said, trying to reason with him. He turned around in his chair at Steve's words, his voice raising just a little.

"I sent the greatest soldier in history to make sure that didn't happen." He said, excusing his dishonestly at the full mission details.

"Soldiers trust each other. That's what makes it an army. Not a bunch of guys running around shooting guns." Steve retorted, he was getting a little angry and I had to hold myself back from grabbing his hand to hold.

"Last time I trusted someone, I lost an eye." He said, standing up as there was a small pause in the room. I couldn’t help smiling at that, even if he was trying to be serious. Even Steve deadpanned at him and opened his mouth to retort before I poked him. He looked at me and rolled his eyes. "Look, I didn't want you doing anything you weren't comfortable with. Agent Romanoff is comfortable with everything." He said and Steve sighed, running a hand down his face as he calmed down some.

"I can't lead a mission when the people I'm leading have missions of their own." he said, Fury looking at him with indifference.

"Its called, compartmentalization." He said, making me scoff. "Nobody spills the secrets, because nobody knows them all." He said, Steve giving a tiny scoff as he smiled disbelievingly.

"Except you." He said and Fury raised an eyebrow.

“You’re forgetting Lynette knows more than me.” He retorted as he straightened from leaning on the desk. "But you're wrong about me." He said, though Steve wasn't convinced.

"I do share. I'm nice like that." He said, and walked us through to the elevator that would lead us down to project insight.

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I had tuned out Fury’s little rant about his father or grandfather. It wasn't important to me. I needed to see if I could learn as much about their interior as I could. I wasn't a trained soldier like Steve or Sam but I might be able to help up there when it comes to the final confrontation with Bucky. We got to the bottom and I followed quietly, trying to keep an eye out for any maps of anything, finding one near where we had stopped and I took my time. I turned back in when Fury mentioned the World Security Council,looking at him as I noted the less then places expression on Steve’s face.

“For once, we’re way ahead of the curve.” Fury said and I had to choke down the urge to cringe at him actually thinking this was a good idea.

“By holding a gun to everyone’s head and calling it protection.” Steve said to him and he looked at Steve.

“You know, I read those SSR files.” He said and I held Steve’s hand, knowing Fury was about to basically insult his past. “‘Greatest Generation’? You guys did some nasty stuff.” He said as he took a step closer to Steve.

“Yea, we compromised. Sometimes in ways that made us not sleep so well.” He said and gave my hand a slight squeeze. “But we did it so that people could be free. This isn’t freedom.” Steve said, pointing to the ships.

“This is fear.” Steve said and I nodded.

“S.H.I.E.L.D. takes the world as it is, not as we’d like it to be.” He retorted. “And it’s getting damn near past time for you to get with that program, Cap.” He said and I snorted, before they both looked at me and I covered my mouth, trying to cool the amused smile on my face at how stupid Fury can be sometimes. Steve may not always be right, but he always puts people first, which is something Fury can struggle to remember when he gets his mind set on a project, at least on the surface.

“Sorry. Ignore me.” I said, getting an odd look from Steve and an annoyed one from Fury.

“What is it?” He asked and I grinned.

“Oh, just that if memory serves me right, this is the beginning of the second Captain America movie.” I said and he raised an eyebrow. “I hope you’re ready for nothing to go as you originally planned.” I mused and he looked at me with an unreadable expression.

“Who’s the villain?” He asked and I grinned.

“The most obvious motherfucker you already know.” I said before I chuckled. “And don’t hold your breath on either of us just ‘getting with the program’, because that’s the stupidest shit ever.” I said before I pulled Steve away, who was more than glad to follow me out of there, even giving a small smile as I smiled back at him once we reached the elevator, herding inside when I looked at him.

“Smithsonium trip?” I asked and he smiled again, nodding as he squeezed my hand.

“Are you okay with that?” He asked and I chuckled, hugging his side.

“I have no issues with it.” I said before my smile softened. “We could go see Peggy afterwards if you wanted?” I offered and his smile got a little brighter, his arm going around my shoulders as he kissed my head.

“That would be really nice.” He said and I nodded, holding him close.

“I know she’s important to you.” I said, his eyes softening as he tilted my chin up.

“So are you.” He said and I felt like when I had just got here, blushing and getting butterflies from his sweet words. “I hope whatever happens in the next few days, everything goes how you want it to.” He mumbled quietly and looked into his bright blue eyes, sincerity and love full in them as I hugged him close.

“I hope so too.” I said before he put his chin on my head and we waited until the elevator doors opened, the both of us heading off to the smithsonium.

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Standing by Steve as we looked around the museum, the exhibit for him and his past comrades was our focus as we slowly made our way through. Steve had on some glasses and a cap as a disguise while I just had a hoodie up. I was still a secret to the world, but I also didn’t know who could be here. For all I knew, HYDRA does know of me and just hasn’t made a move yet, so I always had to be careful. We stopped at Bucky’s spot, Steve’s hand in mine as we looked at the slightly grainy photo they had of Bucky, a short video of him and Steve with it.

“He won’t be the same as I remember, will he?” He asked me quietly and I squeezed his hand.

“Are you the same man he knew?” I asked and he was quiet before I looked up at him. “Its still him, but he’s been through hell. If everything goes how it’s meant to, he will be free in the next few days. Then, it’s a long road of healing from what’s happened to him.” I said softly and he took a moment before he squeezed my hand back.

“Can I help him?” He asked and I smiled slightly.

“When he’s ready to accept help, yes.” I said, and I felt like he relaxed the slightest bit, looking at me with an unreadable expression and I looked down, getting serious for a moment before I looked up at him. “I do need you to promise one thing though.” I said and he nodded at me to continue.

“If I fail to prevent Thanos in the future, I need you to promise you won’t leave Bucky after you fix things.” I said and he furrowed his brows, clearly confused.

“Why would I-”

“Just please. You say til the end of the line, and if you mean it, then promise me you won’t leave him.” I said and he looked at me firmly, nodding.

“I promise, I won’t leave him.” He said and I took a deep breath.

“Even for Peggy?” I asked and he looked at me even more confused before he seemed to have a flash of realization on his face, he nodded firmly.

“Even for Peggy.” He said and I hugged him softly. “I’m a man of my word, and I’m not leaving my best friend just to live a good life knowing he’s in trouble the whole time. I couldn’t do it.” He said and I smiled again, his arms wrapping around me tight.

“Are you still okay if I go see her?” He asked and I looked at him like he asked something ridiculous.

“Of course. Just because I don't want you to leave Bucky for her doesn't mean I don't understand how important she is to you.” I said and he smiled, kissing my forehead.

“Just wanted to make sure.” He mused before putting his arm around me and leading me away from the Bucky exhibit. “You're my girl, and I want to make sure you know I'll put you before her if I have to. My past is important to me, but my future is more important.”

Damnit, he made me feel so fucking lucky.

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Captain's Snowflake (Steve Rogers x Reader) Part 14

Marvel Masterlist Season 1

It was the next morning and Steve had already left for the day. He wasn’t going on a mission, but he did have training, plus a mission report to fill out. I was just doing some cleaning that morning when I decided to check if I had gotten the money Tony sent yet. I nearly dropped my phone however as I looked at my account in shock. FOUR MILLION DOLLARS??? WHAT? I put my phone down and stared dumbfounded at Dan, absolutely gobsmacked that Tony willingly gave me 4 million dollars just like that.

‘Snowflake: I DIDNTKNOW YU MEANTT 4 MILION’

‘Tony The Tiger: What did u think I meant?’

‘Snowflake: 4 THOUSAND’

‘Tony The Tiger: Do u know who u r talking to?’

‘Snowflake: STILL. SIR, WTF? THANK YOU. BUT WTF?’

‘Tony The Tiger: I hope January isn’t as bad for u as u think, kid.’

I stared at his message for a while before I sighed and put my phone down. Okay. You know what? It’s fine. I totally didn’t just get 4 million dollars from Tony Stark, but let's think back to wrapping presents before I slightly lose my mind at that fact…

oh who am I kidding? this is so un fucking believable. I sat back on the couch, needing to contemplate my existence for a minute before I sighed, getting my notebook with all my plans for the future in it, knowing I now could take slightly better aid to some people. Who am I all trying to help? I need to stop Vision from dying, so I need a way to stop Thanos before he can get close to Vision, and I can't let the events set off Wanda’s grief. I want to save Hope, and help Matt. I could feel a headache already coming on and I sighed. Maybe I should just focus on Thanos then let everything else fall into place around me while using my external knowledge to help. That may be a bit less stressful, but also a more unpredictable result.

I sighed again and ran a hand through my hair. Maybe I should start looking into places outside of Hell’s Kitchen. I only have about 2 months after all. God that made me sick to think about. I truly did love Steve and it was vomit-inducing to think he was going to find out the hard truth about Bucky’s fate in only 2 months. I got out my tablet, one connected to this world as I scrolled, looking for somewhere to rent for a while. I could feel my eyes water as I thought about having to leave Steve but I just took a deep breath, knowing I got myself into this mess and I had to see it through, one way or another.

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It was New Years Eve and Tony had invited Steve and I to the tower in New York with everyone else. Thor was absent but we all still gathered, Tony making sure the music was loud and everyone had a drink in their hand but I couldn’t relax. I knew Steve could feel how I’ve been unintentionally distancing myself from him over the last few days and he was trying very hard to stay by me as long as he could. I felt horrible for making him worry, but my guilt was making me feel like everything was a counting clock. I felt like I was unable to breathe sometimes. I barely managed to get through Christmas without breaking down. Which was hard because Steve got me amazing gifts that made me want to cry too. He was too good for his own sake.

I was sat with Natasha at the bar, wearing a blue satin dress, one with a sweetheart neckline and silver small chain straps, reaching just below my mid thigh. It was a different style than my usual dresses but it was harder finding vintage styles then I thought in Washington, which wasn’t surprising since I didn’t do much shopping anyways after my first few months here. Natasha was in a red dress that of course looked stunning on her, some gold jewelry giving her a warmer look then usual as she sipped her drink.

“Any New years resolutions?” She asked and I gave a small scoff.

“Try not to turn into a complete mess this year. Especially in the next few weeks.” I said and she sighed, putting her glass down as she made me turn to her.

“Look, whatever happens, everyone knows Steve is head over heels for you. You don’t have anything to worry about.” She said and I gave a small scoff, raising my eyebrows as I took a big gulp of my drink, grimacing at the taste of alcohol as unfinished it off.

“If you thought you saw Clint die and someone hid the fact he was alive from you, would you easily forgive that person?” I asked before getting up and walking away, not bothering to wait for an answer that I already knew she couldn’t give me. Steve was in the middle of a discussion with Bruce, Tony and Clint, all of them laughing and joking around as I passed them to the balcony, giving him a small, tight smile when he looked up at me before I headed outside into the cool night air. It was winter but I didn’t care that I was freezing out there, just needing to have a few moments for myself as I leaned against the railing.

“Maybe it was a mistake getting involved here.” I said to myself softly, sighing as I looked down, watching the city below. A few minutes later I suddenly felt a jacket be placed on my shoulders, looking up to see Steve there, leaning against the railing beside me as he stayed right by my side. I looked down, feeling embarrassed considering he already knew why I was so down tonight.

“Tell me.” He said and I froze. I looked at him, his face was kind and encouraging as he looked at me, putting an arm around me as he pulled me close. “Tell me now and I swear, whatever I feel, I will not hate or blame you.” He said and I felt tears coming to my eyes, looking back down at the city. I opened my mouth but I felt like I had lost my voice, unable to form the words as Steve waited patiently beside me. I stood up straight, looking at him as he turned to me, grabbing my hands and holding them tight.

“I swear, Lynette. I love you, and I want to help carry whatever burdens you have.” He said, squeezing my hands as I looked down at them, a few tears sliding down my face when he tilted my chin up. “Whatever you tell me, I will wait for it to happen. I will wait for things to fall into place like they need to, but if this is eating you up inside, I need you to tell me. I need you to know I won’t hate you.” He said and more tears of mine fell, feeling a sob run through my chest. He pulled me close and I felt my restraint break, unable to continue holding this secret for any longer. After nearly 2 years of keeping it from him, I just couldn’t any longer. I wasn’t raised to be a liar and it killed me inside every day.

“Please, baby. Please just tell me.” He whispered, kissing my head as I cried into his chest, my hands grabbing his shirt tight.

“He’s alive.” I whimpered and felt him tilt my chin up, brushing my hair from my face as he met my watery gaze.

“Who? Who’s alive, Lynette?” He asked, his brows furrowed in confusion.

“Bucky.” I said and he froze, his eyes widening as his face paled.

“What?” He asked and I felt more tears coming.

“He’s alive.” I said, taking a step back from him as I hugged my arms close to myself. “You were supposed to find out in January. I.. I couldn’t tell you because you would have gotten yourself or him killed by going after him.” I explained, my voice getting quieter as I looked down, the cold was the last thing on my mind right now. He was quiet as he stood there, in shock which was understandable. His eyes looked at me, looking at the tears on my face, his jacket still around my shoulders and the guilt spread across every inch of me.

“I’m sorry. I’m so so sorry I kept this from you. I never meant to get so close to you or fall in love with you or hurt you and I.. I’m sorry.” I rambled, turning and quickly going to leave when he grabbed my hand, turning me around and holding me tight to him. He took a deep breath, holding me there as I braced myself for whatever he had to say.

“You swear this is the truth?” He asked, voice barely above a whisper and I gave a small nod, my arms hesitantly wrapping around him.

“Yes.” I said, and he took a deep breath, going quiet for a moment before he put his lips to my head, kissing me softly enough though I could feel the slight tremor in his arms.

“Is he safe?” He asked and I felt the lump in my throat return.

“No.” I whispered and his grip tightened as he took in another deep breath.

“Can we help him?” He asked after another moment.

“Not until he shows up himself.” I said and he let out a shaky breath, tilting my chin up before he pressed his lips to mine softly and hesitantly.

“Okay.” He said and I felt my brows furrow, looking up at him slowly.

“Don’t you hate me?” I asked and he was quiet for a moment, his eyes searching mine before they softened.

“I won’t say I’m taking this very well, but no. I do not hate you.” He said and I felt new tears in my eyes, hugging him close.

“I promise, we can get Bucky back.” I said and he held me tight, his nose burying in my neck as he took in a deep breath.

“I believe you.” He said and we stayed like that for a few moments before he let out a deep breath. “Come on, let's head inside before you get a cold.” He said and I nodded softly, following him with his hand in mine. I still felt so meek but, staring at Steve's hand in mine, still there and holding me close, I felt hope. Maybe January won't end in disaster. Just maybe.

—Steve’s POV—-

I couldn’t sleep. Lyn insisted she sleep on the couch. I think she feels guilty still for keeping this from me, but I wanted her beside me now. I couldn’t stop replaying Bucky falling from that train in my head. How long was he out in the cold? Who found him? How did he survive this long? My head was swirling as I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at nothing for the last few hours. I felt so many emotions since she told me. Guilt, joy, anxiety, grief all over again. I didn't even know if he'd be the same Bucky I remembered. I sighed before I walked out into the living room to see her.

She was asleep but her face was anything but peaceful, her brows furrowed, lips pulled into an uncomfortable line. I sighed and walked over, the tv was still quietly playing and I turned it off, picking her up gently as I brought her to the bed with me. I had to believe she knew what she was doing with what she can and can't tell me, but god, a part of me wished I had never made her tell me. I love her, but… Who knows what Bucky has gone through by now? I know I was in ice for years but he was alive. Awake. Does he even remember me? Does he know I’m alive? Fuck, I had so many questions. I pulled Lyn closer, burying my nose in her hair. She stirred slightly, giving a small hum, her arms slowly wrapping around me, her lips subconsciously kissing my collar as she curled into me.

I tried to put my thoughts to rest, taking a few deep breaths of Lynn's lilac shampoo to calm myself as I closed my eyes. It was only the second day of January. I had to be prepared for anything until Bucky did show up. I had to hope things go how Lyn believes it will.

—Lynettes POV—

This was the mission. This was the start of it all. I was anxious as I sat in the helicopter where Steve and Natasha would board the luminar star and start this whole event. My leg wouldn't stop bouncing, only pausing when Steve came over and kneeled down in front of me.

“Why so nervous? This isn't a really dangerous mission.” He asked and I gave a light scoff.

“Says the super soldier with a vibranium shield and years of training. I have and am none of those things, so I'd argue all missions are dangerous.” I said, trying to deflect his question and he smiled slightly, giving a small chuckle as he put a hand on my thigh.

“True, but I'm always fine, aren't I? You know how much I can handle.” He said and I blushed, looking down as I chuckled slightly, going quiet for a moment.

“This mission will be important later.” I said quietly and his expression softened, taking my hand in his.

“Then I'll do everything exactly as I'm supposed to.” He said, leaning up to kiss me softly before giving me a smile as he stood.

“Just tell Nat to not get you blown up, please.” I said and he looked at me with furrowed brows. “She has a momentary distraction.” I said and he chuckled, kissing my head before I stood up and hugged him tight.

“I love you.” I said softly and he gives me a small squeeze back.

“I love you too.” He whispered to me, smiling as he kissed my lips again before Rumlow called him over for the briefing. I was quiet the whole time, but I couldn't hide the dislike on my face enough as I stared, mainly at Rumlow before looking at Steve, my eyes softening and he raised an eyebrow to me. I shook my head, figuring he'd get why I didn't like him very quickly after the next 2-3 days. I walked over to Steve after then all dispersed from the briefing. Him and Natasha talking a bit before he turned to me, smiling before he gave me a curious look.

“Care to tell me why you were glaring a hole in the side of Rumlow's head?” He asked, Natasha raising an eyebrow at me as I sighed, glancing around but everyone else appeared to be minding their own business getting ready.

“You'll find out soon enough why I don't like him. I don't like this squad.” I muttered, just loud enough for him to hear and he furrowed his brows, tilting my chin up.

“Are they a danger to us?” He asked and I sighed, looking down. I didn't want to say too much, but I didn't want to lie. He sensed my hesitation and tilted my chin up, giving me a reassuring look. “Hey, it's okay.” he hummed and I took in a deep breath, letting it out through my nose as he took my hand, kissing it softly.

“The mission will go fine, just be ready for when Natasha misses her rendezvous point.” I said and he furrowed his brows, looking concerned before I gave a small smile. “It will be fine. I promise.” I assured him and he sighed, giving a small smile as he nodded.

“I trust you.” He said and I felt my eyes water a little before I closed them for a moment then hugged him.

“I love you. Please be careful.” I said and he hugged me tight, kissing the side of my head.

“I love you too.” He muttered before letting go of me, Natasha coming over finally, ready to go.

“We’re just about over our drop point. You ready?” She asked and Steve nodded, his fear already good to go as he grabbed his shield.

“I've been ready for 70 years.” He said, giving me a small smile which I returned, before he jumped out of the plane moments later.

“Did he have a parachute?” Rumlow asked and I grinned, Natasha smirking.

“Nope.” She and I said in sync, her looking at me as I grinned before putting a hand on her shoulder.

“Don't get my boyfriend blown up, please.” I said and she chuckled.

“Why would I blow him up? Blowing him is your job.” She joked and I chuckled slightly before sighing.

“You know, I just realized I'm going to be asking you to not get him blown up more then I'd like.” I said and she furrowed her brows, a small grin on her face.

“Am I really that bad?” She asked, heading to the door as I shrugged.

“Nope, but it is kind of funny how many times it happens.” I said before she shook her head, her and the rest of the team all took off, leaving me there to just.. wait. God I was going to be waiting a lot, won't I?

Mother Nature's child (Steve Rogers x Reader x Bucky Barnes) Part 7 *Season 2*

Marvel Masterlist Season 1 Season 2

It had been 3 hours and Shuri had already confirmed that I was indeed in labor, already 4 centimeters dilated but I was barely effaced which made me anxious. Steve and Bucky were right by my side, James was settled beside my legs, giggling as he ran his hand or finger over my bump, his sister kicking where he made contact. I was wrapped up in a soft blanket, Bucky holding me in his arms while Steve hummed lightly, sitting opposite James as he ran a soothing hand up and down my thigh and belly. Steve had gone home briefly to finish dinner, bringing it and some things to occupy James if he got bored. He had made a delicious meal and I was honestly so glad to have eaten, remembering how I didn’t get to eat much last time due to going into labor in the middle of the night. Shuri was confident that by midnight, we’d have our little girl and we were all buzzing with joy at that. She also gave me some pain medication, my contractions lessening for a bit.

“How do you feel, baby?” Bucky asked, for probably the tenth time in the last hour. Steve chuckled as I gave a small smile; I know he's anxious, but he's getting to be a little much with the asking.

“Sweetheart, I am perfectly fine. Just like last time you asked 10 minutes ago.” I said and he looked down, giving a sheepish chuckle.

“I know I’m asking a lot, I just-” I put a hand on his arm and smiled at him softly.

“I know, it’s okay to be anxious and impatient. I remember I sure was after Steve had gotten there.” I said and he chuckled, nodding.

“Her labor was slowing down, kind of like it is now actually, and she was getting anxious. I had read that movement was good during labor so I pulled her up and we danced for a while. Seemed to do the trick.” He explained and Bucky smiled, looking at me as I held both of their hands, feeling just amazing with the peace of having my family together here with me.

“Why don’t we get up and dance then? I’m sure we all would love to dance with you, sweetheart.” He asked and James looked up, his face brightening as he nodded and crawled up to me.

“I wanna dance wiff momma first!” He said and we all laughed, Bucky pulling him onto his lap as they looked at me. “Pwease momma? Can I dance wiff you?” He asked, leaning closer as he pulled out his pouty eyes and I chuckle, hugging him close.

“How could I ever say no you a dance with you?” I asked and he grinned, Bucky helping me up, standing close behind me, his arms lightly around my waist as Steve picked James up, holding him up so I could also hold him as we all lightly danced to some music Steve put on. James rested his head on my shoulder, giving a dramatic, pleased sigh that brought an amused smile to my face, Bucky’s face tucked in the crook of my neck as Steve had his forehead leaned down against mine.

“I wove you momma.” James said quietly and I felt tears in my eyes, feeling like things were just so perfect. If this was how all my births went, we might end up overrun with kids one day.

“I love you too, baby.” I said as we continued to sway together.

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Shuri came in as Bucky and I were still lightly dancing together, James had gotten quite sleepy so Steve was sitting holding him for a bit. She smiled at us and looked at Steve, chuckling as James was practically already asleep on him.

“Sorry to disrupt, but I must check now if that is alright?” She asked and I smiled, nodding and Bucky helped me lay back on my bed. “I could see about having a room set up for little James if he is tired?” She offered and Steve looked down at our son before nodding.

“I think that would be best. It might get a little too exciting once active labor starts.” He said and I nodded, still holding Bucky's have as Shuri checked how dilated I was before she chuckled.

“I will have to be quick getting a room set up then.” She said as she backed away and took her gloves off. “You are about 7 centimeters dilated already.” She cheered and we all grinned, a small disbelieving laugh at that.

“I don't even feel any contractions though.” I said and she walked over to another machine, reading something on it before she raised her eyebrows and nodded.

“No, you are definitely contracting.” She said before she smiled and looked at me curiously. “You don't feel anything?” She asked and I rubbed my belly slightly before I shook my head.

“No, nothing besides her moving.” I said and she chuckled.

“Funny because you're having a contraction right now.” she said and I looked at her in disbelief.

“Youre kidding.” I said and she shook her head. “I mean, last time it wasn't horrible but I still felt something. Now I just feel, tired really.” I said and she smiled.

“There is such a thing as ‘silent labor' and I think that might be what's happening. Don't worry, this is nothing to be worried about.” She said and I nodded, Bucky squeezing my hand as if sensing my anxiety and I felt myself relax. Everything would be okay. We are prepared for anything here and I have everyone I need.

“How come my labor can be so different from last time?” I asked and she looked at me and Bucky then glanced at Steve.

“The biggest difference this time would be the biological father and pre-pregnancy health. I doubt HYDRA kept you in perfect health, which could have led to a tougher pregnancy or birth.” She said before giving a small shrug. I felt Bucky's grip tighten and I knew what he was thinking. “Last birth you had no complications however, and anything else could have been attributed to your own health at the time of escaping as well. Now, you are in great health and so are both of you two. Any pregnancy in the future should not pose any foreseeable risks given those factors.” She explained and I squeezed Bucky's hand back, looking up at him as he gave me a small smile. Shuri looked at the machine a moment's longer, seeming to time my contractions before she nodded.

“Alright, I will be back shortly.” She said before leaving us be, Steve carefully lifting James into his arms and walking over to sit on the edge of my bed. I grabbed both of their hands, smiling as I gave a small sigh.

“I guess our little girl really wanted to come on Christmas Eve.” I said and Bucky chuckled, his thumb rubbing the back of my hand as his other one rubbed my belly, Steve smiled and raised my hand to kiss it.

“I guess she couldn't wait just like us.” He said and Bucky grinned.

“She just needed to prove us all wrong, didn't she?” He asked and then two nurses came in, one leading Steve to a room nearby for James, the other had more towels and checked mine and the baby's vitals all again. It wasn’t long before Steve was back and we were left alone again, both of them on either side of me as we relaxed to music, Bucky’s hand rubbing small circles on my belly.

“I hope she has your eyes.” I said as I held Steve’s hands, smiling softly to myself. “I like how you two have different shades of blue. I think blue is my favourite colour because of you two.” I hummed, looking up at him and Bucky to see their soft expressions, like I was the most beautiful thing they’d seen. Bucky’s eyes watered and his metal hand held my hand, squeezing it slightly before he raised it to kiss my skin.

“I hope she’s just like you. Kind, and compassionate.. Understanding.” He said, his eyes looking down as he let out a quiet breath.

“I have no doubt she will be all those things and more.” I said, my hand resting on his cheek. “She already loves you both a lot. I can feel it.” I mused and he smiled, his eyes watering before he kissed my palm, taking my hand back in his as he gently laid his head on my belly. I grinned at him and looked at Steve, his face was relaxed and teary, his thumb rubbing the back of my hand.

“I also kinda hope she has your hair. It’s much more manageable then mine.” I said and he chuckled.

“Your hair is easier than James’ hair at least.” He said and I gave a snort of a laugh, my hand from Bucky’s hand moving to run through his still long hair. We should Maybe see about cutting it sometime, as much as I do love it, it might be easier for washing. We were still washing his hair off the side of the porch, though I was starting to think he just liked having me wash his hair for him.

“You know, I have no idea how his hair is like that. Somehow your hair mixed with mine is just a nightmare to deal with.” I said, looking down at Bucky who chuckled as I sighed. “I pray our future daughter at least gets either your hair or mine and not a mix like James. He will be fighting that hair his whole life.” I said and he looked up at me with a cheeky grin.

“Are you hoping for another girl next?” He asked and I grinned.

“Maybe I am just so it’ll finally be even.” I mused and they both looked at each other and grinned.

“Babygirl, I think just two girls is enough.” Buck chuckled making Steve smirk.

“That’s just because you know she has us wrapped around her finger, and our daughters will be no different.” Steve countered and I grinned wide, biting my lip.

“Is that really a bad thing? I mean, I know I don’t ask for much, but would it really be a bad thing?” I asked and they both chuckled, Steve shaking his head before I felt a bit of pain and suddenly a sharp crack of thunder erupted from outside, dark clouds covering the once blue sky as rain started to slowly pour within minutes. The thunder startled us, and my heart monitor jumped as Bucky raised his head quickly to look out the large window in our room.

“How..?” He muttered before I whined and grabbed his hand, squeezing it slightly as a stronger pain came over me, one I remembered all too well.

“Get Shuri please.” I said, taking deep breaths as Bucky and Steve immediately jumped into action.

“Buck, stay with her, just keep her calm. I'll go get her.” Steve said, kissing my head softly before he left with rushed footsteps. Bucky held me close, kissing my head and face as he whispered encouraging things to me.

“It’s gonna be okay, baby doll. Just take some deep breaths, keep focusing on me, okay?” He said and I nodded, focusing all on him, how warm he was, something that always lulled me to sleep, even threatening to do so now before another contraction hit. Another crack of thunder as the rain started to come down harder. I let out a deep breath, whimpering as I squeezed his metal hand. He put his flesh hand on my belly, rubbing it gently which made me give a small sigh. I looked outside, frowning at the rain before I gave a small chuckle.

“Do you think I'm doing that?” I asked and he looked outside then back at me, a small grin on his face.

“I think you might be.” He said and I grinned.

“Can I have a kiss?” I asked and he grinned wider.

“You never have to ask for a kiss.” He said, pressing his lips to mine. I felt another contraction hit and kissed him harder, one of his hands coming to lay on the back of my head. Just then, Shuri, Steve and the midwife supervising my birth came through the doors, the former grinning at us as Steve chuckled, giving me a kiss as he returned by my side as well.

“Apologies for the delay. The storm was so sudden and once Steve said you were in labor I had to get someone set up to monitor it.” She said and I nodded, understanding this was all to help understand why this happened. She and the midwife put on some gloves, lifting my gown slightly when the midwife looked up at me, slightly amused.

“I suppose we came just in time. This baby is definitely ready to come out.” she mused and I grinned, squeezing both of their hands when another contraction hit and I whined. I laid my head back as Bucky placed soft kisses on my arm and shoulder, Steve rubbing my belly and keeping a firm grip on my hand for when I needed it.

“On your next contraction, you push, okay?” Shuri asked, and I nodded, Bucky whispering encouragement as Steve gave me praise for doing so well.

“You can do this, babydoll. You're so strong. You got this, sweetheart.” Bucky mumbled quietly in my ear, his voice like euphoria to me as Steve kissed my temple.

“You're doing so good, my love. Just a little longer, you're doing great.” Steve hummed and I swear my face was getting warmer the more they spoke. I felt another contraction hit and I gasped slightly, squeezing both of their hands as they both guided me though it. Shuri and the midwives' words of encouragement allowed me to block out the raging thunder and rain outside. I felt a small bit of relief and had to stop for a moment, the contraction passing before another one came right after and I cried out, pushing again as the glass of water I had on the table beside us started to swirl, spinning faster and faster until it stopped with my contractions, only Shuri noticing but she didn't point it out.

“One more push, Jasmine. One more.” She said and Steve kissed me softly, Bucky kissing my neck as they both held me right, my hands squeezing theirs. My next contraction hit and I gave this push all I had, crying out when I suddenly heard our baby girl crying. The sound of a glass shattering was heard as the glass of water broke, thunder and lightning crashing outside and suddenly she was here, our little girl, pink and healthy. Relief flooded me and I felt tears immediately coming to my eyes, Shuri cleaning her off slightly and clearing her nose and mouth before handing her to me, letting her rest on my bare skin. I let out a small, watery laugh.

“Congratulations on your healthy baby girl.” Shuri mused before cleaning up and giving us some bonding time just before we cut the cord.

“She's so beautiful.” Bucky said, tears in all of our eyes and I grinned, looking at her and the little patch of blonde on her head. She was quick to open her eyes, staring up at Bucky and Steve for a moment before she got this goofy grin on her face, cooing as she flailed her arms. A bright, familiar blue looked up at us, my smile widening as I looked at Steve, his face full of pure love for his little girl. She looked just like him

“What should we name her?” I asked, Steve's eyes turning to me and he looked outside at all, the storm calming down quickly, only a slow drizzle now.

“Can we name her Sarah?” He asked and I grinned, looking down at our little girl and Bucky who was also grinning.

“Welcome home baby Sarah.” I muttered and she gave a small coo, settled quietly against my chest.

“Should we go wake James to meet his baby sister?” Bucky asked but Steve shook his head, looking down at our baby who seemed to suck on my skin slightly which made me chuckle, both of them reaching to help which made me pause and shake my head at them. I got her to latch on to me quite quickly and thankfully she drank with no issue, an amusing thought coming to mind that made me giggle slightly.

“What's so funny?” Steve asked and I looked up at him and Bucky.

“Both of your kids are just as eager for my milk as you two are it seems.” I chuckled and they both blushed, Steve scratching the back of his head.

“It's not our fault you taste so good.” Bucky grumbled which made me roll my eyes, Steve grinning and I looked at him sternly.

“You already know you'll both be getting some, you just have to wait a few more days.” I said and his blush deepened before he chuckled.

“I guess we need to start getting more apricots and oats.” He said which made me raise a brow, Bucky giving a bit of a devious grin beside him.

“I may have convinced him to help me look into ways to help.. make sure there was enough to go around.” He said and I rolled my eyes.

“You two are insufferable.”

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So, it turns out when I was pushing, since Sarah was so big, I developed a 3rd degree tear and found myself so physically exhausted even a week after birth that Shuri was very strict with me staying in bed for at least another week or two. I was currently in bed, reading while Sarah was asleep in her crib beside me. Steve was off at work, Bucky and him taking turns on who stays with me and switching every other day. The brunette actually just walked in, a bowl of soup in his hands that he carefully set beside me on the nightstand, coming to sit on the edge of the bed.

“Hey, baby. How are you feeling today?” He asked quietly, a soft smile on his face that made my heart warm. James was at school, though he did beg to stay home with his little sister. He had started taking his role as big brother seriously almost immediately, but sadly he still had school to go to.

“I’m good.” I said but he raised an eyebrow which made me sigh. I guess it was kind of obvious I was bored. “Kind of bummed I’ll have to spend the next few weeks mostly doing just this.” I added and looked over at Sarah.

“It’s astonishing how James was just over 8 ounces but 10 and a half? No wonder I felt huge.” I said and Bucky chuckled, scooting closer to me.

“I think I’m just trying to still wrap my head around how you carried her for 9 months.” He said, looking at Sarah with a stunned but adoring look. “You’ve made two, perfect kids for us. I can't even describe how amazing I think you are, Mini.” He said and I felt myself tearing up, blushing as I chuckled.

“Why do you have to be so sweet when I’m so hormonal?” I asked and he grinned, letting me lean into him as he laid down beside me. He held me close and kissed my head, taking a deep breath as I smiled and put my head on his chest.

“Because I know being hormonal means you need support and I love you.” He mused and I felt the tears again. I looked up at him and kissed him firmly, his lips eagerly moving with mine and his metal hand slid down my body. I gave a small hum, one of my hands tangling in his hair when he rolled us over so he was on top, laying between my legs. His lips trailed down my neck, his hands massaging my body when Sarah made a little cooing noise from her crib, the sound she made when she was getting hungry making Bucky sigh, pausing his actions. I sighed and chuckled, kissing Bucky’s head as he helped me sit up, bringing our little girl over to us. “I think little Sarah needs some attention too.” He said as he handed her to me, coming to cuddle and sit behind me as I grinned, adjusting her in my arms when she eagerly latched onto me. I leaned back into Bucky, his arms around me while we both relaxed, smiling down at our baby.

“At least I know I have enough milk for her. I swear, she acts like she’s starving and she's only a week old.” I mused and he chuckled, kissing my neck and shoulder slightly.

“I’m just glad she’s healthy. Lets hope Steve’s serum means she wont get his old medical issues.” He said and I nodded, holding her close as I looked up at Bucky.

“Even if she did end up with anything, we’d figure it out.” I said, kissing his cheek slightly. “We’re a lot more medically equipped for it then in the 40’s at least.” I pointed out and he chuckled, nodding.

“Of course we’d figure it out. We’ll always make it work for us.” He hummed, kissing my head before pulling me a little closer. I loved these small moments of peace, just calm and full of love and care. These are the moments that make me realize I’ve finally got my happy ending.

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Mother Nature's child (Steve Rogers x Reader x Bucky Barnes) Part 6 *Season 2*

Marvel Masterlist Season 1 Season 2

I was now in my third trimester, 29 weeks along and 4 weeks from when our baby broke my rib. Everything was healing according to Shuri, and I wasn't in as much pain anymore, my own healing factor seeming to help a lot more now. I had started crocheting since I now had so much free time, and the first week and a half Steve and Bucky made sure at least one of them was always home, in case I needed anything. James stayed home from school the first day, too anxious to leave my side, believing he could calm his sister now that they can briefly talk. I asked him about her, if she was happy and I nearly cried at the huge smile he gave me. I never thought I'd experience something quite like this, but my god, it was a true blessing. Steve was super attentive as well; I think he still felt responsible for my little accident, and he was definitely doing everything he could to make up for it, which led to now. He had taken the day off, feeling anxious since the job they were going to do would be further than usual, he wanted to make sure one of them was here. But I think he may have had.. Another reason too for wanting to stay home today.

“God, Steve!” I cried, my eyes rolling back as he had his head buried between my thighs, his tongue felt heavenly, his fingers curling inside me in a way that had my body shaking. He had been going at this for at least 30 minutes and god, I felt soaked. My limbs twitched, my mind was mush, hands gripping his hair as tears were in my eyes, I was so overwhelmed, my mind miles away from any pain. I felt myself tip over the edge again as I gasped out his name, my eyes rolling so far back as I saw white. Steve gave a low groan, his fingers leaving me as he slurped up all he could, his tongue shoving as far as he could as he took his time, my cries and whines urging him on. He finally let me go and I whimpered, panting slightly as I came down from the euphoria he gave me, my eyes looking up at him as he kneeled in front of me. He was breathing heavily, his face was shining with my juices and even his hair, which had been growing a little longer the last few weeks, was slightly damp where it fell in front of his face.

“I love you.” He sighed, looking at me softly before a small bit of mischief came over his features. “I got you something.” He said and I looked at him with furrowed brows.

“I love you too.” I mused, going to sit up when Steve stopped me, not letting me move my left side as he leaned over to grab something from the bedside table, the one that was basically his at this point, Bucky having the other as my things just went in both. I looked over and my eyes widened, one of the last things I'd expect from Steve as he pulled out a vibrator wand. “When the hell did you get that?” I asked, genuinely confused as he gave a slight chuckle.

“Actually, Buck got it, but I figure he wouldn’t mind me testing to see if you like it.” He mused and I felt my face flush red as he came closer. “You up for a bit more fun, sweetheart?” He asked gently and I felt my heart speed up, loving this newer side of Steve. He was gentle, adventurous and sensual, a small bit of mischievousness to him as he settled back, between my legs.

“I can hear your heart, babygirl.” He chuckled and I gulped, eyeing the toy in his hand as he raised an eyebrow. “Wanna try it?” He asked and I bit my lip, nodding and he half smiled, half smirked, his hand rubbing my thigh softly.

“Use your words, baby.” He mused, enjoying as he pressed the end of the wand to my clit, putting just enough pressure to make me whine.

“Yes, please.” I whimpered and suddenly felt him turn it on, gasping out as vibrations rocked my body. I felt tears in my eyes again immediately, my back arching slightly as Steve moved it in tiny circles on my clit, my whole body twitching as I cried out louder than before. “Steve!” I moaned, my legs being kept apart by his knees as he watched me with a look of pure adoration that made me feel like I was so high in the clouds. It was like he was trying to worship me with his eyes, looking deeply at me as his eyes trailed all the way up my body.

“I love you, so much, Mini.” He said, his free hand moving to rub my belly feeling the baby kick his hand. He smirked at that for a moment before looking back at me. “Sorry baby girl, it's your mommy's turn for some fun now.” He said as I cried out for him, slight tears beginning to fall from overstimulation. He leaned down and took his time giving my neck small kisses, leaning over me as his hand moved to grab my hand, our fingers lacing as he pressed the vibrator harder into me.

“Fuck- I.. Oh, god, Steve!” I whined, tipping over the edge as I nearly screamed for him, my whole body shaking as I came. Steve backed up, his eyes trailing down when they widened; he watched as I came and squirted on the bed, unable to control myself as he kept the vibrator firm to me.

“Oh, fuck..” Steve breathed, looking down at me as I squirmed. My body felt like I was burning up from ecstasy when it all started to get too much, my hips trying to run away from the wand only for Steve to stop me, holding my hips down. I was twitching, tears falling before Steve finally pulled the vibrator away and turned it off, my breathing heavy as he put the toy to the side. “You did so good, baby.” He muttered, laying down beside me as he pulled me close. I was slowly calming down, my head on his chest and his hands tracing small shapes on my back.

“I love you, Mini.” He mumbled and I smiled, tilting my head up to kiss his lips.

“I love you too, Stevie.” I mused, getting a smile from him as he kissed my head before moving to get up making me whine.

“I know, I know, but I don’t want you laying on a dirty bed.” He said softly with a smile as he helped me up, guiding me to the bathroom. “Why don’t I run you a bath, hm? I’ll make you some tea if you want too.” He offered and I felt my heart warm, watching as he ran the water, putting lavender epsom salt in it before standing back up and kissing my head softly.

“I’ll be right back, okay?” He asked and I nodded, getting a small kiss on the lips before he walked back into the bedroom, gathering the dirty blanket and sheets. He came back moments later, the sound of the washer in the basement going as he led me over to the bathtub, letting me get in before he stripped and got in behind me. He wrapped his arms around me, and kissed my shoulder, letting me lean back into him as I gave a content sigh. The warm water felt great on my skin and sore muscles, my eyes closing while his hands gently massaged my body. “How are you feeling, sweetheart?” He asked and I grinned looking up at him before I kissed his jaw softly.

“Great, honestly.” I mused, sighing slightly as I put a hand on his that laid on my belly. “You and Bucky are such great dads. I can’t wait for our little girl to be born.” I said and he smiled, tucking his face in my neck. We laid there, Steve eventually helping me rinse myself off before we got out and he put some new sheets on the bed. We laid in bed for hours, eventually falling asleep and being woken up when Bucky came home. We didn't even realize James had climbed into bed with us and fell asleep. Bucky could only chuckle, shaking his head as he changed his clothes and laid down with us all, holding James and I close as Steve held me. I felt my eyes flutter open, still half asleep as I looked up to see Bucky pulling the blankets over himself.

“Bucky?” I whispered and he looked at me, his face softening as he smiled at me.

“It's okay, baby. We’re all here. Just go back to sleep.” He said softly and I smiled, putting a hand on his cheek.

“Thank you for giving me our little family.” I said, pulling him closer as I closed my eyes, my nose burying in James' hair as I took in a deep breath. “I wouldn't change a thing about it.” I said before sleep consumed me once more, not seeing the tears in Bucky's eyes or the way he kissed mine and James’ heads after my breathing evened out. I didn't realize how much my words truly hit him in his heart.

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It was nearing Christmas, and I was now 37 weeks. We were all currently curled up at home, playing Christmas movies. James had become obsessed with Santa Paws now, I swear, I could recite the whole story of all three movies by now. And don’t get me started about the Buddies and Air bud movies. James was practically begging for a puppy at this point and I could see that one, or even both, of his dads were starting to cave. This then started a with them both trying to see where I stood on it, each of them on either side of me as I did dishes, Steve’s hands around my shoulders and the underside of my bump, Bucky’s hands around my lower back and the top of my bump. I felt much better even after just 11 weeks. I still had to take it easy, but being a super soldier seems to have helped me heal quickly and I’ve been regularly on my feet the last 3 weeks. I stopped my dishes for a moment and leaned into their touch, Steve kissing my head as Bucky kissed my cheek.

“You know, if these kisses are a way to get me to agree to whatever you two are planning, I hate to break it to you but I’m not that easy.” I mused and they chuckled, Bucky kissing my temple as Steve tucked his face in my neck.

“No, no, we'd never think of you as easy, Mini.” Bucky said and I smiled, chuckling when I turned to kiss his lips, Steve's light kisses on my neck creeping up to my jaw.

“But we do want to know what your concerns are about getting James a puppy.” Steve finished and I sighed, putting the sponge down as I turned in their hold. I put my head on Steve's shoulder as I wrapped an arm around them both.

“I don't know if I can chase after a bunch of kids and dogs. Let alone when I'm pregnant with the next baby.” I said and Bucky looked at Steve with a grin.

“Dogs? We were only talking about one puppy.” He mused and I looked at him with a small smile.

“Look, I know I can't stop you two from getting him a puppy or any other dogs in the future for our kids, but please, just not yet.” I said and Bucky's eyes softened, a small smile coming to his face as he nodded.

“I think we could hold off for a little while.” he said and Steve nodded, taking a deep breath as his nose buried in my hair.

“You know, we can always take care of the dogs too if it's too much. You don't have to be responsible for everyone by yourself.” He said and I hesitated, both of them feeling it as they looked down at me. “Mini?” Steve asked and I gave them a small, reassuring smile.

“It's just.. the last three years have been.. chaos. So much has happened and I just wish things would slow down a little bit.” I admitted and Bucky was quiet for a minute before he kissed the side of my head.

“I know what you mean. This is the first real time we've been all together, no danger lurking around the corner or government trying to play superior.” He said as he gave me a small squeeze. Steve sighed and wrapped an arm around both of us, smiling slightly.

“Maybe we should wait a little bit longer before having another baby.” He said and I looked at him in slight surprise, a small chuckle coming to his face. “Give us all some more time to slow down. Spend time with each other, James and our little girl.” He said, rubbing my belly when the baby girl he just mentioned kicked his hand.

“With how eager you two are in bed? I don't know how long we could actually hold off on that.” I chuckled and Bucky grinned, his hand rubbing my side gently, a soothing motion he'd been doing for the last month that helped ease the pain of my rib.

“If we need to, we can start using protection.” He said and I let out a small snort at that.

“If there are any that would even fit you two.” I laughed and they grinned, Steve's lips finding my neck once more as he placed kisses down it.

“Yea, we tried protection before, Buck. Not very.. size inclusive for super soldiers.” Steve mumbled and Bucky raised an eyebrow which I only shrugged at.

“Tried a few brands but.. you guys are a little too thick for them to work. And I doubt we want to have to buy custom condoms.” I said and he laughed, both of them pulling me away from the sink.

“We’ll just have to keep brainstorming then, I suppose.” Bucky mused and I grinned, turning to kiss his lips.

“I doubt it'll be hard for you two to thing if some things.” I said, leaning back into Steve's grip.

“Oh, I've got a few ideas, but I think they'll wait until after our little girl is born and you're healed.” he hummed before he looked up at Bucky. “It would be pretty nice if the baby came on Christmas, huh Buck?” He asked and Bucky chuckled, looking down at my bump as he nodded.

“It'd be the best gift ever.” He said and I rolled my eyes. My due date was the 27th, which was perfectly okay with me. I don't care when she is born as long as it's soon. She stopped kicking and started pressing on my bladder. “Have you given any thought to a name yet?” He asked softly and I sighed. I’d been kind of picky about it, something just not feeling right with each name suggested.

“It gives me a headache just thinking about thinking about it.” I said, which made Steve and him chuckle.

“Well, we’ve gone through about every name we can think of.” Steve said and I hummed, sighing again before I smiled.

“Maybe I just need to see her first before I like a name for her.” I mused, looking down at my bump as they held me like that for a few minutes. I hoped things stayed like this for a long time.

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It was the afternoon of Christmas eve and I was sitting with James on the floor, his christmas activity book in front of him as I helped him with a big word search. For only being nearly 3, he was by far the most advanced toddler Shuri had heard of, which made me feel so proud. I guess it makes sense with how gifted his mind must be, with the telepathy. We also realized he was developing a habit of knowing just before some small things happened, like someone coming home, or warning me before Steve knocked over a glass, which happened a moment later and it shattered. He was having a few more visits to Shuri lately because of this. Right now though, Steve was making dinner, Bucky said he was wrapping some last minute presents when I felt a small cramp, my brows furrowing as I rubbed under my bump. Little girl had dropped about a week ago and with James, he only took about 2 weeks after that so I was just thinking I was getting braxton hicks again. I figured I’d suffer with them for a week or so like last time, so I refocused on James and his word search.

“Momma! There’s Candy Cane.” He said, highlighting the string of letters as I gave him a big grin and a little squeeze.

“Perfect baby. You’re doing so well, just two more words to find!” I cheered and we continued on for a few moments before another cramp hit and I had to take a deep breath, putting my head lightly on James’ shoulder. He turned to look at me, looking down at my bump before his eyes widened and he got up.

“She’s coming!” He said, grinning as he ran to Steve, leaving me confused before I felt babygirlkick me. Her head was right in my pelvis so her kicks really hurt, hitting my stomach and ribs like she was trying to do a marathon. “Papa! Papa! She’s coming!” I heard him repeating as I heard the click of the stove turning off and soft footsteps, turning to rushed ones as Steve caught sight of my wincing face.

“Mini, baby, is it time?” He asked and I tried to wave him off.

“I think it’s just Braxton Hicks. I kept getting them the whole week leading up to delivery, remember?” I asked and he nodded, still looking unconvinced as James huffed.

“Bubba!” James called, quickly running to his other dad who was just walking out of our bedroom as he spotted me just as another cramp hit, only this one was sooner and James was pulling on Bucky’s arm to drag him over. “She’s coming!” He said and Steve looked at James hesitantly, Bucky coming over to my side with a concerned look.

“You know, James has been getting pretty good at predicting things. Are you sure this isn’t the real thing?” Bucky asked as I let out a slow breath before I sighed.

“James, why do you think the baby is coming now?” I asked and he grinned, putting a hand on my stomach.

“She told me. She wants out.” He said and I smiled at him, giving another sigh.

“Alright, help me up and we’ll go, just in case.” I said, my words seeming to kick Steve and Bucky into gear, Steve grabbing our hospital bag, Bucky picking me up, much to my protests. “You know, walking is actually good for labor.” I said and he smiled, kissing my head.

“I’d much prefer if you did your walking around at the hospital. We don’t know how quickly our little girl wants to come out.” He pointed out, making me smile and sigh, rolling my eyes.

“As long as I have my boys, I’m sure I'll be just fine.” I said, another contraction hit and I closed my eyes, squeezing his shoulder slightly as I took in a deep breath. “Well, she’s definitely coming sooner than James did.” I said and he laughed slightly, walking towards the door with James hot on our tail, Steve coming out a moment later as we all got into the truck we had. Bucky sat in the back with me, James and Steve in front as I tried to breath through my contractions. Fuck, this baby was definitely coming soon.

Forgotten (Bucky Barnes x Reader) Part 2 *Season 2*

Marvel Masterlist Season 1 Season 2

“Lily?” Bucky called softly as they moved the cage he was in. They took his hat and jackets, but I hid wherever I could to keep them from taking me. I made myself a little bigger, enough so he could hear me speak as I cuddled onto his shoulder and leaned up to his ear.

“I'm here, baby.” I said and watched as his jaw unclenched slightly, his eyes closing in relief before he looked down.

“How are we going to get out of this?” He asked under his breath as they set the cage in a room and left a table and chair across the room from us.

“Well.. we know it wasn't you in Vienna. So this means someone is trying to frame you, we just need to figure out what their goal here is.” I said, putting a hand to my chin as I thought. “What would someone gain from doing this? I doubt this is HYDRA because they can't get you if you're in custody.” I said and felt him tensing again making me sigh softly, sizing up a little more and jumping down onto his lap, snuggling into his stomach as I sat on his thigh.

“We'll be okay. I promise.” I said and he looked down at me, his hair hiding his face from the cameras in the room, but I didn't mind if they saw me. I can always just shrink again before they have a chance to take me and considering no one has come to do so already means they probably haven't noticed me yet.

“I'm scared.” He whispered, his eyes fearful as I looked up at him softly. I bit my lip and sighed, sizing to a little smaller than my normal, freezing time as I put a hand on his head, holding him close. His hands balled into fists, tugging a little as he tried to hold me but he couldn't.

“I know, baby. I know.” I whispered, hating seeing him so scared. “I promise, we'll get through this. Everything will be okay.” I said, petting his hair as he buried his face in my neck.

“Don't let them take you from me.” He muttered and I smiled, nodding as I kissed his hair.

“No one will ever take me from you. Not while I still love you and am of sound mind.” I said before giving a small chuckle. “Hell, even if I'm not of sound mind, as long as I love you, no one will ever take me from you.” I said and he gave a small smile, time unfreezing. I didn't care if guards tried to come and take me, I know they couldn't. Bucky needed me right now, and I wasn't going to hide while he needed comfort.

—Steve's POV—

I was stuck watching Buck as he sat in a cage, his hands and feet bound. I had to hope Lilly was with him when she shrunk. At least she'll keep him calm. Sharon had brought Bubs, who was sat at my feet. I knew he’d want to see Lily as soon as possible.

“Hey, wanna see something cool?” Tony asked as he walked in. I turned to him, my arms uncrossing as I put them in my pockets. “I pulled something from dad’s archives.” He said as I sat down at the long table, Bubs looking at me before turning back to the cameras as he seemed to watch Bucky for some reason.

“Felt timely.” He said and I gave a silent huff. Tony laying the case of pens on the table. “FDR signed the Lend-Lease bill with these in 1941.” He mused, his eyes not meeting mind fully.

“Provided support to the Allies when they needed it most.” He said and I looked at them, shaking my head slightly.

“Some would say it brought our country closer to war..” I said and Tony looked at me for a moment.

“See? If not for these, you wouldn't be here.” He said and I felt a small bit of humor go through me. If there was no war, I'd still have found a way to be useful. I never wanted to fight in a war but if someone's got to, I might as well have helped so that's all I ever tried to do. Becoming Captain America was a title I had never even thought about becoming before war. I didn't even think of it first, I was just the guy that was chosen for it. The only thing I did was say yes. “I'm trying to.. What do you call it?” He asked, looking away for a moment before sitting down.

“That's an olive branch.” He said, furrowing as he gave a tight smile. “Is that what you call it?” He asked, putting a hand on his chin as I sighed.

“Is Pepper here? I didn’t see her.” I asked as I looked around, slightly annoyed but trying to be polite.

“We’re kinda..” Tony sighed and looked down at the table. “Well, not kinda..”

“Pregnant?” I asked, Tony making a face as he shook his head.

“No, definitely not.” He said and I nodded, looking away from him a little. “We’re taking a break.” He said, trying to not show it affected him, though he was a bad actor.

“It’s nobody’s fault.” He said

“I’m so sorry, Tony. I didn’t know.” I said, looking at him sincerely.

“A few years ago I almost lost her, so I trashed all my suits.” He said, giving a small sigh. “Then we had to mop up HYDRA, and then Ultron. My fault.” He said, gesturing to himself as he took in a heavy breath.

“And then, and then, and then, I never stopped. Because the truth is I don’t want to stop.” He said, pausing for a moment as he looked at me. “I don’t wanna lose her. I thought maybe the Accords could split the difference.” He said, looking away as he got up.

“In her defense, I’m a handful.” He said, giving a small dry chuckle, moving to lean against the glass, still looking to face me. Neither of us noticed as Lily’s small, shrunken form sat with Bucky in his cell, something it seemed no one else had noticed yet either. “Yet, dad was a pain in the ass, but he and mom always made it work.” He said, turning to look at the cameras.

“You know, I’m glad Howard got married.” I said, smiling as he leaned back in his chair. “I only knew him when he was young and single.” I mused, Tony turning around.

“Oh, really? You two knew each other?” He asked, his voice loud, grabbing his blazer. “He never mentioned that.” He said flatly and I looked down.

“Maybe only a thousand times.” he grumbled, straightening himself out as he put his blazer back on. “God, I hated you.” He sighed, felt my brows crease as I looked at him sympathetically.

“I don’t mean to make things difficult.” I said, my voice laced with sincerity.

“I know, because you’re a very polite person.” Tony said, Tony walking behind me.

“If I see a situation pointed south, I can’t ignore it.” I sighed, looking up at Tony. “Sometimes I wish I could.” I said quietly, Tony shaking his head.

“No, you don’t.” He said and I smiled as I looked down at my hands, looking back up at Tony with a light smile.

“No, I don’t.” I agreed. “Sometimes..”

“Sometimes I wanna punch you in your perfect teeth.” Tony cut him off, sighing as he shrugged a bit. “But I don’t wanna see you gone.” He admitted.

“We need you, Cap.” He said and I felt a tiny bit of hope we were turning the corner, before I realized this was just him trying to get me to sign, not him realizing he was wrong. “So far nothing's happened that can’t be undone if you sign.” He said, pointing to the pens he had brought from his dad’s archives and the Accords on the table.

“We can make the last 24 hours legit.” He said and I sighed, knowing Tony really didn’t understand. “Barnes gets transferred to an American psych-center instead of a Wakanda prison.” He said as I turned to the table. I grabbed a pen and stood up after a silent moment, stopping as I turned to look at Tony then back at the pen in my hand.

“I’m not saying it’s impossible, but there would have to be safeguards.” I said, looking at Tony.

“Sure.” Tony said, holding his arms out, taking a step towards him. “Once we put out the PR fire, these documents can be amended.” He said as he sat down, still looking at Steve.

“I’d file a motion to have you and Wanda reinstated, and Lily though considering her and Barnes' relationship she might not be very compliant,” He said as I furrowed my bros.

“Wanda? What about her?” I asked before shaking my head. “and Lily isn't a part of this. She's just protecting Bucky. She's been with him the entire time, she's proof Bucky had no part in Vienna.” I said and Tony sighed.

“She doesn't have proof. And how do we know Barnes hasn't brainwashed her? She was in HYDRA with him for a long while after all.” He said and I felt angry at his suggestion. “And Wanda? She’s fine. She’s confined to the compound, currently. Vision’s keeping her company.” He said and I felt myself getting a headache, feeling like I was back at square one again with him now as I shook my head.

“Oh, god, Tony.” I groaned, walking over to the glass wall. “Every time I think you see things the right way-”

“It’s 100 acres with a lap pool.” He cut me off, looking at me as he gave a breathy laugh, not seeing the issue. “It’s got a screening room. There’s worse ways to protect people.” He said and I turned to him, a hand on my belt as I raised my eyebrows at him.

“Protection?” I asked him, finding that funny coming from him. “Is that how you see this? This is protection?” I asked and he looked away from me, his lips pulling into a tight frown.

“It’s internment, Tony.” I said and it seems I hit a nerve.

“She’s not a US citizen.” He said, as if that was a good excuse and I actually scoffed a laugh.

“Oh, come on, Tony.” I breathed, but he just kept raising his voice as if the louder he was the more right he was, but he wasn't the problem.

“And they don’t grant visas to weapons of mass destruction.” He said.

“She’s a kid!” I yelled and his frows furrowed.

“Give me a break!” He said when he sighed and looked at me. “I’m doing what has to be done. To stave off something worse.” He said and I gave a slow nod to him, looking at him for a moment.

“You keep telling yourself that.” I said to him quietly before looking at the pen in my hand and putting it with the other one. “Hate to break up the set.” I mused before heading out to watch the screens, Bubs following me close behind. I faltered before I smiled, noticing Lily was shrunk down, sitting on Bucky's shoulder, realizing what Bubs was watching now. She was hard to see, but she was there.

“Hello, Mr. Barnes.” A man over the speakers said, sitting down on the table across from Bucky and Lily. “I’ve been sent by the United Nations to evaluate you. Do you mind if I sit?”

—Lily’s POV—

“Your first name is James?” The man asked, I think he was a psychologist here to evaluate Bucky. If he noticed me on Bucky's shoulder, he didn’t say anything and I kept myself as close as possible, trying to keep Bucky's anxiety low. Something about this guy though.. Something gave me the creeps. “I’m not here to judge you.” He said but Bucky stayed quiet.

“I can’t help you if you don’t talk to me, James.” He said and Bucky slowly looked up, my hands rubbing his skin softly, making sure he knows I'm here for him.

“My name is Bucky.” He said, taking a hard gulp.

“Deep breaths, baby. We’ll be okay, I promise.” I told him, trying my best to help ease his worries.

“Tell me, Bucky.” The psychologist started, writing in his notepad. “You’ve seen a great deal, haven’t you?” He asked and Bucky’s jaw tightened as he stared straight ahead.

“I don’t wanna talk about it.” He said, the man seeming to smile slightly which made me even more creeped out.

“I don’t like him.” I said and Bucky gave a small hum of agreement.

“You fear that if you open your mouth, the horrors might never stop.” He said, tapping on his tablet when I noticed the reflection on his glasses. Package delivered? I felt dread pooling in my stomach but I didn’t know why. “Don’t worry.” He said as he looked back up at Bucky.

“We only have to talk about one.” He said, and I felt my skin start to crawl.

“He’s not the psychologist..” I realized, my face dropping as I quickly pulled out my dog whistle, praying to every single god out there that Bubs was here. I blew it as hard as I could and prayed wherever Bubs went, someone who could help would follow.

—Steve’s POV—

We were just watching the screens when all of a sudden, Bubs started barking, tugging at my hand holding his leash as I looked at him confused. He was trying to pull me towards the door fast and I looked at Sam in confusion before Bubs snapped his head back and bit the leash, managing to snap it in two before he ran off, the building lights going out a moment later. I looked at Sharon in panic.

“Sub-level five, East Wing.” She said and I rushed out the door, realizing that was exactly where Bubs was going. Damn that dog was smart.

—Lily’s POV—

“What the hell is this?” Bucky asked and I felt my blood running cold.

“Bucky.. I think he’s part of the people who set you up.” I said slowly and felt his tense, feeling his panic rising.

“Why don’t we discuss your home?” He asked, looking through something in his bag. “Not Romania. Certainly not Brooklyn, no.” He said and when he pulled out that familiar red book, I knew something very very bad was going to happen.

“I mean your real home.” He said and took off his glasses, Bucky raising his head slightly as the man got up with the book. “Longing.” He started and I saw Bucky’s face scrunch up, trying to shake the word from his head as he whispered no.

“Rusted.” The man said and Bucky put his head back.

“Stop.” Bucky whispered as I resized myself to normal as I tried to distract him, grabbing his shoulders.

“Bucky, look at me. I need you to fight him, please.” I told him, knowing I couldn’t stop him if the soldier took control. I could only hope I could prevent him from doing something I know he’ll regret.

“Seventeen.” The man said, walking closer and Bucky’s face turned into one of pain as he tried to resist his code words.

“Stop.” He said again, this time louder and I put a hand over his metal one, feeling his fingers clench into a fist under me.

“Daybreak.” He said and Bucky threw his head back, pain all over his face as he screamed out, I backed up as much as I could as he broke his metal arm out, then his whole arm.

“Lily..” He muttered and I felt paralyzed, not able to do anything to stop it. I couldn’t stop time, it wasn’t working. I used it too much when we were being chased.

“Furnace.” The man said and I looked at him, yelling at him to stop before turning back to Bucky who started punching the door to get out. “Nine.” The more words the man said, the quicker Bucky’s control slipped and as bad of an idea as I knew it to be, I couldn’t run away from this. I had to prevent Winter as much as I could.

“Benign.” He said and I tried holding Bucky back, but he pushed me off, making me hit my head on the glass wall. “Homecoming. One.” He said, Bucky’s fist starting to crack the thick glass as pain made me woozy.

“Winter..” I muttered, his next fist hesitating for a millisecond before the next word was said.

“Freight car.” He said and the door flew open, Bucky stumbling out as he stood, myself trying to gather my bearings and stand up on shaky legs. The man cautiously approached Winter, looking at him as Winter stared straight ahead. “Soldier?” He asked and I felt my heart break at Bucky’s words and voice.

“Ready to comply.” He said, and I gulped, sizing down just before the man looked over at me, seeming to furrow his brows as he looked around for me.

“Where did the girl go?” He asked, but Winter was silent, even though I knew for a fact he could feel it as I climbed up his pant leg, slipping into his pocket. If I can’t fight him at the moment, I’m at least not leaving him. It seemed the man didn’t dwell on me long, looking back at Winter as he leaned closer. “Mission report. December 16, 1991.”

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I heard the sound of quick paws on the ground a few minutes later, myself having climbed onto Winter’s shoulder as I got ready to possibly hang on for dear life. I pulled out my whistle, giving the signal for Bubs to stay as I heard him skid to a stop very close, footsteps faltering before they slowed, just outside the door.

“Winter, please, you don’t need to fight anyone anymore.” I said, trying to get him to listen to me and he furrowed his brows.

“Who are you?” He asked under his breath and I smiled, feeling tears in my eyes to have him forget me again.

“It’s blue, baby. It’s your Lily, my love.” I said, feeling desperate to have my Bucky back as I put a hand on his cheek before the man who did all this spoke.

“Help me.” He said, but Steve clearly didn’t believe him to be a victim as he stormed in and told him to get up, pulling him up by the collar when he just looked at Steve confused.

“Who are you? What do you want?” He asked and the man was quiet, Bucky staying in his place.

“To see an empire fall.” he said just as I noticed Sam walk in.

“Sam watch out!” I yelled, his head turning to Bucky just in time for him to duck as he threw a punch at him. He grabbed Sam by the chin, throwing him at the cage that held us only minutes ago as Steve let the culprit behind this go, managing to his Winter in the face but it only angered him as he kicked Steve into the other room, into the hall and to the elevator, backing Steve against the door.

“Winter, he is a friend!” I yelled, jumping off him and resizing to normal. I tried to enlarge and pull him away but he pushed me off and into a wall, knocking the wind out of me.

“Lily!” Steve called after me but my ears were ringing from hitting my head. Winter used his metal arm to punch Steve, only for him to catch it and Winter managed to push him straight through the elevator doors and into the elevator shaft.

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Forgotten *Season 2*

(Bucky Barnes x reader)

Marvel Masterlist

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3*

Chapter 4*

Chapter 5*

Chapter 6*

Chapter 7*

Chapter 8*

Chapter 9*

Chapter 10*

Chapter 11*

Chapter 12*

Forgotten (Bucky Barnes x Reader) Part 1 *Season 2*

Marvel Masterlist Season 1 Season 2

It had been a year and 7 months since we fled S.H.I.E.L.D. and Bucky and I had finally settled in Romania, finding an apartment in Bucharest that let us lay low for an extended period of time. My phone died a long time ago, one last text sent to Steve was that we were safe 11 months ago and I couldn't get a charger for it since it is a specialized phone, it had a specific charger and I didn't exactly get to grab that before getting on that plane with Bucky. I know it had been nearly a year since he had heard from me, but I had to hope he trusted me enough. I was getting closer to convincing Bucky to find Steve with me. I hadn't pushed him to remember, just helped with what I knew when he asked and he had been following along with Captain America since he managed to get some newspaper clippings and photos of him, all kept in his journal that even I didn't go in.

He's had breakdowns, some where he's remembering his past with Steve, bits and pieces at least, but most were about HYDRA. Or me… He remembers some things about when I was first taken now though, like how I was really taken in the late 1970s, no exact date but it was plenty more than I knew before about my age. It seemed they found me early and wanted to use me to their advantage as long as possible, even if it wasn't me fulfilling the missions.

Right now I was cooking us some dinner, something simple cause we didn't have much, not that we needed much. We ate well, Bucky especially since he wasn't used to the freedom of eating whenever he was hungry, but he was grateful to have that back. He has bulked up quite a lot, still training to keep himself sharp out of habit. He was currently packing two go bags to hide under the floor boards, one for me and one for him. I finished cooking in silence, turning the stove off and dished out our food, bringing it over and setting it in front of Bucky, sitting behind him as I hugged him for a moment. My face rested on his shoulder before I kissed his cheek, a tiny smile coming to his face.

“You stress too much.” I said, brushing his hair back as he gave a light chuckle, turning his head to kiss me softly. I moved to pull away, a grin on my face when he gave a low whine and pulled me back, wrapping an arm around me as our lips met again.

“I don't want to lose you again.” He said as we parted and I sighed, kissing his cheek softly.

“You never lost me to begin with.” I muttered to him and he smiled, giving me a gentle kiss again. “Now, you should eat. Don't think I didn't notice you only made me breakfast today.” I said with a small smirk as he smiled.

“Can never get anything past you.” He mused, taking a moment to look at my smiling face. “I love you.” He muttered and my smile softened.

“I love you too.” I said quietly, both of us eating in gentle silence before laying down to cuddle. I gave a content sigh as I laid my head on his chest, my arms around him as he held me tight against him. His nightmares haven't gotten better, but he seemed to do better when holding me, so I let him do it whenever he needed. I know he needs real help, help I can't give him but Steve and I can get for him. I just have to wait until the right moment to convince him to go back to America. I missed Steve a lot truthfully. and Bubs. I really missed Bubs. But I also knew pushing Bucky too quickly may just end up driving him away and I couldn't leave him all alone with no one again. He needs to know and feel like he has at least one person that is in his corner, and if that's me then I'd happily play that role.

He eventually fell asleep and when he did, I stayed awake for just a few more minutes. I listened to his breathing, his heartbeat, letting myself melt into his hold as I looked up at him. It was bittersweet really, seeing the peace that immediately is cast over his face when sleep hits him, but knowing that it will turn into a nightmare I will have to sooth him from again. I put a gentle hand on his cheek, my thumb lightly caressing his skin as I smiled sadly, leaning forward as I kissed his head and cheek, settling my face into the crook of his neck, leaving light kisses over the irritated and red skin where flesh met metal. We needed to get it looked at eventually, to get him some sort of relief from the pain of the connection point. He thinks I don't see it, but I do. Taking in a deep breath of his scent, I let out a small sigh, kissing his skin again as his hold tightened, his metal hand grabbing a fist full of my shirt and keeping me flush to him.

“I promise, I’ll make sure everything turns out okay.” I whispered, knowing I meant my word. Even if I had to kill myself by rewinding time a thousand times to make sure he got his happy ending, I would.

He saved me. The least I could do is save him back.

—Steve's POV—

I stared at the small photo collage that Lily had made, various photos of us and Bubs, at home and visiting places in our attempt at adjusting together. I smiled sadly and sighed, feeling a wave of hopelessness come over me as I looked down, Bubs at my feet as he chewed on a bone. It had been a long while since she sent any message that they were okay. She told me her phone was dying and she had no way to charge it, so I lost communication with her a year ago. I had to trust she and Bucky were okay.

They were doing relatively well the last I heard, so I just had to hold out hope that they were okay. After 4 months of lost communication, Sam and I started searching for them and we had just come back from another failed attempt to locate them. It had been nearly 2 years since I last saw them. I was starting to believe they had been taken by HYDRA again when I got a message about a mission, sighing as I got up. I hoped we found them soon.

—Lilian’s POV—

Bucky and I had gone out for a bit, choosing to visit the farmers market for some fresh fruit. Bucky was trying to remember anything about his past, and after learning that Plums can help with brain function and memories, he wanted to try them. Turns out, he really liked them, which also means we went to get them as often as possible because he eats them all, but it was too adorable for me to complain. I was looking at some currants with a soft smile, thinking about the memories we had made thus far for him. I hoped they were as good for him as they were for me. He was polite as he spoke with the woman at the stand, getting a bag of plums when he looked at me, then the currants I was previously looking at. I had moved over to be beside him again without picking out anything for myself which made him frown slightly. He wordlessly added a pint of red currants for me to the order, paying the lady and leaving as I blushed, following beside him with a shy smile.

“Thank you.” I said quietly and he smiled, putting an arm around me as he kissed my temple, my hair tucked tight into a beanie.

“Just treating my girl.” He muttered lightly as we walked before we passed a shop with a lot of TV screens showing the news, people slowly gathering to watch. Bucky frowned too as I did, but his eyes were on me, even as I led him gently by the hand towards the crowd. I tried to look over everyone but struggled making Bucky smile before someone moved and we both got to see what was on the screen. A bomb had gone off in a very official building, I forget what Steve or Fury called it when he explained what everything was to me. It wasn't explicitly the bombing that made me pale, but what the Romanian anchor said next.

“At least 12 are dead, including Wakanda’s King T’Chaka.” He said and I gripped Bucky's hand tighter. I at least knew who that was. I almost fainted when a very blurry photo of someone resembling Bucky appeared on screen. “Officials have released a video of the suspect, who they have identified as James Buchanan Barnes.” I felt Bucky immediately pulling me away, my feet quick to follow.

“That.. They're wrong. You've been with me this whole time..” I said quietly as we weaved in and out of the people, Bucky keeping his head low as I did too. This was literally impossible. I have been with him every hour of every day since we left America. “This has to be a setup. It has to be.” I insisted when we finally arrived at our makeshift home. He put the bag with our fruit on the counter and let go of my hand, his breathing picked up slightly.

“You need to go back.” He said making me look at him like he was insane, because he was to think I would ever do that.

“No. Nope. Not happening. I go where you go.” I said firmly, shaking my head as he turned to me quickly.

“You have to. You'll be safe with him.” He said, a split second of hesitation as he mentioned Steve. I looked into his eyes, the ones filled with worry and fear for us when I walked closer and put my hands on his cheeks gently.

“I go, where you go. Safe or not.” I said quietly, kissing him softly. “I lost you once. If I lose you again, it's only after I've tried absolutely everything to keep you here.” I spoke, his eyes calmer, looking at me as his arms wrapped slowly around my waist.

“You'll never lose me.” He said, repeating the words I said to him 2 years ago on the plane. I held onto him tight as we took a moment to just hug, comforting each other when we know we will be found eventually now. The King of Wakanda is dead. He didn't do it, but we're the only ones who know that. I had to hope Steve knew that too. I had to hope Steve would find us before anyone else, but even I wasn't sure if he would.

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“Bucky, I'm not staying in here while you go out. I should be with you in case someone recognizes you!” I argued, Bucky sighing as he ran a hand down his face. It was not even half a week later when we needed to go out again, and this time, Bucky wanted me to stay here. “It is too dangerous now for you to be taking trips out on your own.” I said and he wouldn’t even look at me.

“Then at least you'd be safe and kept out of this.” He said, making me scoff.

“Multiple people already know we are traveling together. If they think you're alone then they will most definitely cause an issue. They might listen to me though since S.H.I.E.L.D. trusts me.” I said, he turned away from me. I let out a silent huff before sighing and walking towards him wrapping my arms around his waist from behind. “I can’t risk losing you. At least if I’m there, I can use my powers to help you. I’m useless if I stay here.” I mumbled, feeling his sigh after a moment before he turned around and hugged me back, resting his chin on my head.

“Okay.” He said after a quiet moment. I looked up at him and gave him a small smile, getting one back as I leaned up to kiss his lips, feeling as he melted into my hold. We were on our way out a few moments later, neither of us letting go of the other's hand. We didn’t even know what we would come back to.

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We had just finished at the market, both of us getting an odd feeling of being watched the whole way. We were extra cautious when heading back, Bucky watching our back until we entered our living space through one of the side doors, Bucky putting an arm to stop me as we stood and I looked at him confused, but his eyes weren't on me, but dead ahead. I swear, I wanted to cry when I looked up and saw Steve standing there, in his gear as he looked through Bucky’s journal.

“Understood.” Steve said into his comms and I grabbed Bucky’s arm as Steve turned around, relief flooding his features as he saw me. His eyes turned towards Bucky and I felt him squeeze my hand, giving it a squeeze back as I relaxed a little. “Do you know me?” Steve asked Bucky and he gave a small, hesitant nod.

“You’re Steve. I read about you in a museum.” He said softly, breaking eye contact with him for a moment as he glanced at me. “And, you're Lillian's friend. You cared for her when she got out.” He said, looking back at Steve and he smiled slightly, one that felt slightly forced as he let out a small sigh.

“I know you’re nervous, and you have plenty of reason to be.” Steve started as he looked back up at us. “But you’re lying.” He said and Bucky's hand tightened in mine. I put a hand on his chest gently as I stepped forward.

“Its okay, Bucky. He's more than my friend. He's good, I promise.” I said softly and his eyes turned to me, looking nervous before he looked back to Steve.

“I wasn’t in Vienna. I don’t do that anymore.” He said, his arm wrapping around my waist as his hand gripped the fabric of my leather jacket. “Ive been with Lily the whole time.” He said and I looked at Steve and nodded.

“I swear, we haven't been anywhere near Vienna.” I said and he nodded, his face looking sympathetic.

“Well the people who think you did are coming here now, and they're not planning on taking you alive.” Steve said and Bucky gave a small breath.

“That's smart.” He said and I looked to the side as I heard footsteps approaching. “Good strategy.” He said before letting me go and pushing me away from him a little.

“They can take me while you take her.” He said quietly, Steve’s brows furrowing as I turned to him.

“Wait. Pause.” I said, the footsteps growing louder before suddenly all sound paused, even a moth that was fluttering around one of the lights froze mid air and I looked at the two men, both of their eyes looking at me wide. “Am I able to clear his name? I've kept a journal and made an entry every single day about what we did. Would that be enough?” I asked and Steve opened his mouth, still on edge and looking at the direction of the doors making me sigh.

“Let's just say I've got a little extra charge in me after 2 years of almost never using my abilities.” I said quickly, knowing even with that I could hold it for 3 minutes max without depleting myself to a bad point. I had figured that much out in Hydra at least, counting the seconds myself to time it. I don't know how many times it was that I did it until I passed out from exhaustion. Sometimes I did it when Bucky and I were together, trying to savor the time we spent, giving us just a little more time. “Now, answer me please.” I said to Steve who blinked and sighed.

“I don't know.” He said truthfully and I sighed, grabbing Bucky's hand as I turned to him.

“Okay, I will go wherever you go. Even if that's running, but I need you to know that I do really believe we can figure this all out with Steve's help.” I said, holding both his hands close to my chest as I kissed his knuckles, a soft blush on his cheeks as he looked down at me.

“I'm not ready..” He muttered and I smiled and sighed.

“Will you really ever be ready?” I asked him and he paused before giving a small sigh.

“We've still got to get through this. They won't let you go without a fight.” Steve said and I sighed, looking at him then Bucky.

“Well? Think we can get through this?” I asked him and he gave a small smile, one I knew wasn't real even as he leaned down to put a soft kiss on my lips. I gave him an extra kiss before he pulled away, finally getting the ghost of a real smile from him as I stared up at him.

“Ill get the bags, you get to the next roof.” He muttered quietly, and I grinned up at him.

“I love you.” I breathed and he kissed me once more.

“I love you too.” He whispered before Steve cleared his throat and I sighed, smiling as my cheeks turned pink.

“Okay, fine. Be happy I bought us a few more minutes sir. Now we can actually prepare for this shit show.” I said and Steve gave me a firm look.

“Language.” He said and I chuckled, nodding.

“Are you my dad?” I asked jokingly and he raised his eyebrows, smiling slightly.

“At this point? I feel like it a little.” He said and I chuckled.

“Well, then keep these guys off my boyfriend's back and I promise to not be a brat anymore.” I said with a grin when he looked at me with wide and surprised eyes as he looked between Bucky and I before he gave me a stern look.

“We will talk about that later.” He said and I chuckled, rolling my eyes.

“Yea, yea, just don't get your ass kicked, old man.” I said before we all got ready to fight. “Be careful.” I muttered to Bucky, kissing his cheek as he nodded, all of us preparing as time sped back to its normal pace from its frozen state. Soldiers burst through the doors as they breached and it was chaos, myself barely making it out after Bucky threw the go bags outside as I waited for him anxiously. He eventually followed me out, Steve coming up behind when someone tackled Bucky and I to the ground before turning their focus to Bucky.

I supersized and threw him off us, kicking him away as I stood by Bucky. He pushed me behind him, going to hit the Royal Hero when he kicked Bucky twice in the chest, pushing him back before they started a fist fight, each dodging and swinging. Bucky was punched in the face then thrown into a wall, the Panther using his claws to try and hit him but I grabbed him from behind and threw him away from Bucky, sizing down to help him up. The black panther soon got up, Bucky pushing me away just as the swinging lunged at him, getting on top of Bucky to attack him but I ran forward and threw myself at him to push him off, landing harshly on the ground with him as I yelped, feeling his claws cut into my wrist. I let go of him and suddenly felt his weight lift off me as Bucky tackled the panther, a new angry to him as they rolled.

“Leave Lily out of this!” He yelled, holding the Panther's Vibranium claws just inches from his face above him when a helicopter started shooting up the roof, myself shrinking to avoid being hit as I slowed any bullets that got too close to Bucky, only for Sam to hit its tail as it flew away. The distractions gave Bucky the time to push the Panther off, the black clad royal rolling on the ground as Bucky got up, taking my hand and his bag as he pushed me forward, urging me to go. He held me tight as we dropped from the roof, the Panther and then Steve all following after us as we ran. I will forever hate running.

A helicopter started firing at Bucky and I, both of us jumping down into a busy underground road, cars swerving to avoid us as we continued running. Police cars chased after us as did the Panther, Steve behind him when I turned and saw he had stolen a car! Steve Rogers just stole a car in broad daylight and I couldn’t help but smile, feeling proud of my surrogate fathers rebellious and highly illegal actions. Looking forward again as Bucky and I climbed over moving cars, I kept a hold of him, my feet moving quicker than my brain as we nearly ran into a wall of police cars before hopping over some warning barrels, heading up a different road. Bucky quickly grabbed a motorcyclist and flipped the bike, getting on as I hopped on too, holding on to him tightly as he raced us out of here.

Steve raced behind us in his stolen car, now with the panther hanging on the back of it, before the panther jumped forward, Bucky grabbing him by the throat before we were almost tipped over. I pushed him off roughly, letting him fall off as Bucky pushed us right side up, no longer gliding on his metal hand as I resumed my tight grip on him. I looked back and saw Sam catching up, but the panther latched onto him, Bucky glanced in the bike's mirror and threw a sticky grenade onto the ceiling behind us, letting it blow up and block their way, but the panther slid through and slashed out the back tire. We all rolled to the ground, Steve running after us; the prince was about to attack Bucky again when Steve tackled him. I ran to Bucky and stood up with him, Steve standing with us as Police cars surrounded us, grabbing both of their hands as War Machine flew down, pointing a gun at all of us from his suit. I felt Bucky's hand tightened in mine as sirens recorded and lights flashed.

“It's gonna be okay. I promise. We'll get this all figured out.” I said, turning to him as I brushed the hair out of his face, his arms tight around me.

“Stand down, now.” Rhodey said as Steve held an arm in front of Bucky and I, my frame standing protectively with him as dozens of soldiers pointed their guns at us.

“Don't leave me.” Bucky muttered, his hold tightening.

“Congragulations, Cap.” He said sarcastically.

“I will never leave you.” I said quietly and hugged him.

“You’re a criminal.” He said, guards coming up, shouting orders at us as we put our hands up, making a split second decision as I shrunk to a barely perceivable size. The soldiers tried to quickly grab me but I ran on Bucky's shoulder, hiding myself in his clothes before they could blind.

“Where did she go?” a soldier asked as they pushed Bucky to his knees, a small piece of relief on his face, able to feel as my tiny form held onto him in the neckline of his shirt. They pointed a gun at his head, but Bucky didn't say a word and neither did Steve, though he knew what I just did. The panther took off his helmet, revealing the Prince of Wakanda, all the soldiers and Rhodes straightening up.

“Your Highness.”

Mother Nature's child (Steve Rogers x Reader x Bucky Barnes) Part 5 *Season 2*

Marvel Masterlist Season 1 Season 2

I groaned as I felt a kick to my ribs and gave a deep breath, putting my hand on my belly as I tried to focus on James in front of me. I was trying to help him with his homework but it was already getting hard for me to sit with my belly getting bigger. not to mention the kicking. Girl or boy, this one sure is a fighter. I hope Steve and Bucky would have the energy to keep up with them if this is how our second child acts already.

“Momma?” James asked, concern on his face but I smiled at him though the kicking against my ribs.

“Im okay, just your sibling throwing a little tantrum.” I said and he nodded, looking down at my stomach before he put his hand on my belly, the baby kicking his hand and making him giggle.

“Calm down. Don't hurt momma in dere.” He said and patted my belly, getting a small chuckle from me before I sighed, the kicking finally stopping. It was getting close to dinner time and Steve and Bucky were late. They were helping herd some animals for a few farmers today so I guess it wasn't really something with a set timeframe. I put my attention back on James and focused, getting through his homework quickly before I went to start supper.

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“Papa and Bubba here!” James said after a while of me at the stove and I furrowed my brows, not having heard the door before he ran to it and I heard the boots on the deck.

“We're home!” Steve called as they both came inside and took their shoes off. They were covered in dirt which made me laugh before they came and gave me a kiss, scheduled James hair before Bucky put his hand on my belly, even though it left a dirty handprint on my grey shirt.

“How's our special girl?” He asked and I gave a small chuckle and sigh.

“Tired of dealing with the tantrum our unborn child has been throwing.” I said and Steve gave a small chuckle before kissing my head, picking James up.

“I guess they just missed us that much.” He said and I suddenly felt another kick, this time a lot harder before pain radiated from my rib and I sucked in a breath.

“Can't tell if that meant a yes or no, but fuck that hurt.” I said and James covered his mouth and grinned.

“Momma said a bad word.” He giggled before I let out a deep breath, realizing unlike before the pain in my ribs wasn't fading but actually growing a bit stronger and I bit my lip.

“Are you okay?” Bucky asked, panicked concern on his face as I leaned on him a little, closing my eyes for a moment before I took a breath and something didn’t feel right. I shook my head and his arms wrapped around me in an instant but I let out a small gasp as he brushed my left side and he instantly retracted his hand.

“What’s wrong?” Steve asked quickly and I tried to not panic as the pain got worse and felt my eyes tear up.

“I don’t know.” I said as James tugged on my dress softly.

“Momma?” He called softly, concern all over his little face.

“We should get you to Shuri.” Steve said as he picked up James, Bucky putting my arm around his shoulder as he picked me up, though it made me gasp again out of pain. They rushed me to Shuri as fast as they could, Steve calling her on the way and by the time we got to her she had a bed and everything set up, immediately helping me out of my dress and into a better gown before she gasped at my left side.

“Mini, how did you get this bruise?” She asked, Steve and Bucky’s eyes widening in panic, Steve turning James away as he held him close.

“I don’t know. Baby’s been kicking a lot today but all of a sudden they hit my rib and I just felt pain.” I said and she immediately looked concerned.

“I will need to touch the area, is that alright?” She asked and I nodded, trying to breath through the pain only to suck in a sharp breath as she touched the area around my left bottom ribs. She frowned and pulled her hands away, Bucky at my side holding my hand in an instant when Shuri got a small xray machine out. “I need to take an xray. If I’m right, then unfortunately this baby may have just broken one of your ribs.” She said and I looked at her confused, Bucky and Steve both looking alarmed as Steve stood by me, James in his arms with his head tucked in his neck, peaking over at me with a scared and worried face.

“Is momma okay?” He asked and Steve put a hand on his back, rubbing it softly.

“She’ll be okay, don’t worry Jamie.” He muttered and I couldn’t help from giving a small smile at them before I felt another kick and I held my breath, closing my eyes when Bucky put a gentle hand on my belly, the baby seeming to now want to kick his hand rather than my ribs. He softly rubbed my belly and I let out a small sigh, like the baby was finally calming down.

“Move your hand and step back for a moment. Try to stay still, Jasmine.” She said and I nodded, feeling another kick and I held my breath again as Shuri did her thing before she moved the device away and I grabbed Bucky’s hand, putting it on my belly again as the kicking immediately stopped. He smiled and Steve sat on the edge of my bed, taking my hand in his as I gave it a small squeeze.

“So, I think we can agree this one's definitely a super soldier.” I joked and he chuckled, before a slightly guilty look came over his face and I squeezed his hand again. “Don’t you look at me like that.” I said and he smiled a little more.

“Like what?” He asked and Bucky chuckled.

“Like it’s your fault.” He said and Steve looked down at James.

“You didn’t get hurt last time.” He said quietly as he looked at me and I gave him a lopsided smile.

“No, but remember when James kicked my bladder and almost made me pee myself before going to one of Tony’s parties? Or the fact I had horrible morning sickness with him?” I asked and he chuckled, nodding as Bucky laughed too, James giggling as he grabbed my hand. “Besides, a broken rib won’t stop me from loving you two or our babies.” I said sincerely and he finally grinned and nodded.

“You are right. I’m just a little worried.” He said when Shuri came back over with a small sigh.

“Okay, so baby has indeed broken your rib, however I will need to do an ultrasound to make sure it did not fully break and cause other possible injuries.” She said as she got the machine out. “This may hurt. I can give you some pain medication to take home.” She said and I nodded as Steve stood to give her room, lightly rocking James as he walked over to sit beside Bucky on my other side. Bucky had to take his hand off my stomach and I could tell the baby was quite displeased, they seemed to love both of their dads already, sometimes I think more than me ironically.

“Ca I go to Bubba?” James asked quietly and Steve smiled, Bucky looking up at him as he grinned.

“Of course you can, buddy.” Bucky said as Steve gave our little boy to him and Shuri gave me some pain medication before putting a slightly cold gel on my side.

“I will check your side, then check on baby, okay?” She said and I nodded, Steve taking my hand now that Bucky’s were full as he let me squeeze it a bit when the pain got bad. “No other injuries, and it looks like this one will be able to heal on its own..” She said before wiping the gel off of me and moving to my stomach, adding a little more to my skin. She furrowed her brows a little as she took a few measurements, Bucky looking at her in concern.

“Everything okay?” He asked and I looked at her as she nodded.

“Yes, baby is fine. I’m just thinking that the measurements we took last week are different from what they are today.” She said and I looked at her in confusion.

“What does that mean?” Steve asked, squeezing my hand slightly.

“Nothing bad, just means baby is a little bigger than we thought.” She said before her she bit her lip. “Mini, I do want to warn you, there is a chance if baby gets too big, we may need to do a c-section.” She said and I felt a little bit of sadness, looking at her as I nodded, understanding it’s for the better if it's safer for the baby and I.

“When would we know if the baby was too big?” Steve asked and Shuri looked between us all before she sighed.

“At the rate of growth right now, it may even be possible we would have to deliver early. At the moment, all we can do is wait and see how they grow and decide when you get closer into your third trimester.” She said and I nodded, trying to feel calmer than I actually did. She took a few more minutes looking and then smiled, giving me a small towel to wipe the gel off, Steve's hands automatically moving to help when I winced moving my right side. Bucky put James on the edge of the bed, nodding over to me as he kissed his head, muttering about being careful as he let our boy come and lay his head on the right side of my chest. I grinned, the pain meds finally starting to slowly work and I put an arm around him, placed a kiss on his forehead and hair.

“Awe you okay momma?” He asked quietly and I smiled, nodding softly as I brushed his hair out of his face.

“Im okay, sweetheart.” I said as I pulled him closer, putting his tiny hand on my bump. “You know how both your dads are really strong? Well, that means you and this baby are really strong too, and sometimes, even babies and little kids don't realize how strong they can be.” I explained and he nodded, looking at my belly before he gently moved to lay his head on it, then moving to cup his hands around his mouth.

“Please don't kick mommy. I'll show you how to be stwong when you get here.” He whispered to my belly and I felt tears coming to my eyes when he pressed his ear against my skin again and giggled. “I can hear her moving.” He mused and I felt my brows furrow.

“Baby, we don't know if it's a girl or boy yet, remember?” I asked and he tilted his head, looking at me before looking back at my belly. The baby kicked where his hand was and he giggled again.

“She wikes youw voice.” He said and Shuri paused before looking at James curiously.

“James, why do you keep saying she?” She asked and Steve looked between his son and my belly before a look of confusion crossed his face, Bucky and him shaking an equally confused look.

“She told me.” He said andI looked at Shuri who looked to be in disbelief and I felt my eyes widen.

“Shuri.. is he right?” I asked and she cleared her throat before giving a small nod and I looked at James, then Steve and Bucky who were still confused.

“James, what do you mean the baby told you?” Steve asked, kneeling down to his level as James shrugged.

“A few days ago when momma and I wewe having cuddles, I heard dis wittle voice and it was her.” He said before putting his ear to my belly again and giggling. “She wikes when you sing to hew, Papa an Bubba.” He mused and I saw tears gathering in their eyes as they leaned down, Bucky's hand brushing hair from my face, Steve holding my other hand.

“We're having a little girl..” Bucky said before giving a small laugh as Steve smiled widely, leaning down to kiss my belly softly.

“We love you baby girl.” He muttered, smiling as the baby kicked where he kissed. “Can't wait to meet you.” He whispered and Shuri smiled softly at the scene, holding a bottle of medication as she walked back over beside me.

“Alright, for now, I want you to take it very easy until this can be healed. No lifting, be careful bending or twisting.” She said and then looked at James. “As for you talking to your sister, tell her to try not kicking your mother so much.” She mused, making him giggle and nod before she turned to us.

“I think we will monitor it for now. We haven't seen him telepathically communicate with anyone else, so we should wait to see what these abilities could mean.” She explained and I nodded, understanding that she didn't want to subject James to unnecessary testing until we are sure we can get results. Right now, we just know he can communicate with her, so we'll see how these powers develop as usual.

“Thank you.” I said and she smiled, giving Steve my pain medication.

“She will need to take this every 6 hours. It will help with the pain, and make sure she does not strain herself. Otherwise I may have to consider putting her on redress for the rest of the pregnancy.” She said and he nodded, taking the meds as I sighed, brushing James hair from his face as Bucky leaned over to kiss my head. “I believe you should be able to go now. Come back here if you have any problems or the bruising doesn't go away, okay?” She said and I nodded, Bucky helping me sit up as Steve pocketed the medication and picked up James.

“Lean on me, okay?” Bucky instructed and I gave a small nod, using him as support as I walked when T’Challa came in and he smiled.

“Shuri told me you had come in. Is everything alright?” He asked and Steve smiled, looking at me as he also tried helping me walk, James clinging to his side.

“The baby managed to break one of her ribs. She’s okay, it just gave us quite the scare.” He said and T’Challa nodded, looking at Shuri who smiled.

“I’ve given her pain medication and she’s to take it very easy for a while. Otherwise she should be fine.” She said and T’Challa looked at us all.

“I have a car waiting for you. It is best she not strain herself walking today.” He said and I smiled, always grateful for the kindness of the King. He led us all out, bidding our goodbyes to Shuri as she made me promise to come back in 2 weeks to check on my healing, and we all got into the car outside and headed home. I put my head on Steve’s shoulder and gave a small sigh, feeling him kiss my head and Bucky held my hand, James on his lap.

“Ill finish dinner when we get home, alright?” Steve asked and I smiled slightly, nodding as I sighed slightly. Today was definitely far from perfect, but it ended well, with all of us okay and together, even if I was now on bedrest for 6-12 weeks.

—Steve’s POV—

I was on the back porch later the next night, Buck was inside, helping Mini onto the couch to get ready for another movie night. James was doing great at being mommies little helper, clinging to her since we got home yesterday and it was sweet. Mini was okay, just a little sleepy from her pain medication, but every time I helped her change, saw her wince or caught a glimpse of her medication I felt this choking feeling of guilt. I know I couldn’t have done anything or predicted this, but this baby was a super soldier because of me. So she got hurt, because of me.

“Hey, the kettle is done. You coming in?” Bucky asked as he opened the back door and I turned to him, nodding softly.

“In a minute.” I said and turned back around, a beat of silence before I heard him sigh and close the door, his footsteps walking towards me as he sat down with me.

“What is it?” He asked and I sighed silently, looking down at my hands as I tried to think of what to say. “If you think this was your fault, you’re an idiot.” He said and I sighed and ran my hands down my face.

“But if I was never a super soldier to begin with, she wouldn’t have gotten hurt.” I said and Buck gave me a half smirk, raising an eyebrow.

“If you were never a super soldier to begin with, you would have never met her at all.” He pointed out and I felt my chest tighten, the thought of that just crossing my mind and it made my heart ache. Not even Peggy made me feel how Mini does. I’d fight across the universe if it meant being with her.

“I just feel like..” I couldn’t even describe it, struggling to word it as he looked down at his hands.

“Like you should have done more?” He asked and I nodded, his hand on my shoulder. “James may not have broken her rib, but I think helplessness and guilt were the main things I felt after learning what I did to her as the Winter soldier.” He said before looking at me.

“She doesn’t blame you for this. None of us do.” He mused, rubbing my back slightly. “Even normal pregnancies can sometimes fracture a rib. At least we know what can happen for the next baby.” He said, giving me a smirk as I rolled my eyes and chuckled.

“We give Mini at least a year or two before the next one. I’ve read that not giving her the proper healing time could cause issues for her later.” I said and he nodded, smiling as he leaned back.

“Agreed. Her health will always come before another baby.” He said before looking back at the door, looking to me and nudging my arm. “Ready to go back in? I know she’s waiting for us in there.” He asked softly and I smiled at him, nodding which made him grin, standing up before he put a hand out for me.

“You know, if this baby is a girl, this means we should try a girl from you and a boy from me next time.” I said as we walked inside and Buck chuckled, looking at me as he got out everything for hot chocolate, something I was meant to be making before I walked outside for a bit.

“You want to try giving her twins next time?” He asked and I raised a brow.

“You don’t?” I asked and he chuckled, stirring the cups.

“I never said that.” He mused. “But if you feel guilty about this, twins might make you feel worse. If this happens again but with twins?” He asked and I sighed, looking into the living room, seeing James cuddled up to Mini, both under one of our blankets.

“I'll get through this. Then next time it won't be as hard “ I said and he nodded, handing me two mugs as he picked up the other two.

“Good, because if that little girl comes out kicking, we’ll be needing both of us taking care of the kids and Mini next pregnancy.” He mused and I gave a small laugh.

“We should make a goal for when we want to start training them.” I said, his eyes looking at me curiously. “I want them to at least know how to protect themselves as they grow up. Plus, I'm not really sure if I'm the kind of dad to join our daughters' tea parties or anything.” I joked, getting a laugh from Bucky as we walked back to Mini and James. Mini looked at me and smirked, hearing the end of our conversation as James looked at the DVDs we had.

“Aw, but I was so hoping to see you two in tiaras and feather boas.” She mused as I handed her a mug which she gladly took. Bucky gave James one and we both took our seats on either side of them, my arm instinctively going around her and resting behind Buck.

“I hope she gets your art talent.” Buck said and I smiled a little wider at that, Minis eyes lighting up slightly.

“Oh, that would be adorable. It would be so cute to see you two drawing together.” She gushed and my cheeks turned pink as I gave a flustered chuckle.

“I'm not that good.” He said and I saw James look up at me and giggle.

“Youw weally good!” James cheered and we all gave a small laugh, reaching over to ruffle his hair as we all settled in to watch the movie.

Mother Nature's child (Steve Rogers x Reader x Bucky Barnes) Part 4 *Season 2*

Marvel Masterlist Season 1 Season 2

I ran through the doors of home, finding Steve in the kitchen with Bucky as they had some coffee. I slid to a stop and grinned at them, their eyes wide as they turned to me before Bucky chuckled.

“I take it nothing is wrong?” He asked and I bit my lip, my hands clasped behind my back as I stepped into the kitchen.

“Nope, nothing's wrong.” I said, both of them sharing a look before their eyes turned to me again.

“What's got you so excited, darling?” Steve asked, pulling me closer as he made me stand with my knees between his thighs. I grinned and looked at him, Bucky standing up as he moved behind me.

“Maybe just the fact that I've got your baby growing in me.” I said, saying it like I was talking about the weather when the hands that were just rubbing my sides paused, Bucky's breath hitching as his hand slid down to rest on my stomach over my womb.

“You're pregnant?” Bucky asked and I sighed happily, nodding as their faces broke out into huge grins. Steve was quick to stand, the two soldiers squishing me between them as they hugged me tight.

“We’re gonna have another baby.” Steve breathed, a small laugh coming from him as he looked from me to my belly, Bucky’s flesh hand over my womb as he tucked his face in the crook of my neck.

“So now, I’ll have one baby from Bucky and one from you.” I said and I saw something light up in Steve's eyes.

“This baby is mine..” He muttered, his hand settling beside Bucky’s.

“I doubt we got her pregnant in less than 24 hours so yea, couldn’t be mine.” Bucky hummed in amusement and I giggled, putting a hand on his head behind me as I kissed his head, pulling Steve down for a kiss too as they both hugged me. Steve let out a content sigh, burying his nose in my hair as their hands stayed holding my nonexistent bump.

“This means we need to get a nursery ready.” Steve said and I sighed, leaning my forehead against his shoulder.

“God, I wish I had James’ stuff from his nursery.” I said, thinking back to the adorable sap green and deep blues, the small turtle and Giraffe stuffie he always slept with. He only had his blanket and a few small toys from it, all the rest was either back at the compound or in the old flower shop, but who knows if it's even still there after we became fugitives. “I loved that little forest mobile for his crib.” I sighed and Steve smiled, Bucky chuckling and kissing my neck softly.

“I know, baby. If I could bring everything we had before here, I would, just for you.” Steve sighed and I nodded, knowing he really would if he could.

“We’ll just have to make this one better.” Bucky mused and I smiled.

“I guess we will.” I hummed, giving a content sigh as I relaxed in the hold of my lovers. This felt perfect. Like everything was fine in place and we were just able to live on with our lives. This felt like peace.

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It had been a month since Steve came back, and it was delightful for all of us. Well, besides me having morning sickness and being a little more hormonal then normal. Like right now, I was watching the Lion King with James. Why did I think this was a good idea? I have no clue. It was just getting through the opening when I started to feel the small lump in my throat. Bucky and Steve ended up coming home, both of them having gone out to speak to T'Challa and Shuri for probably the 7th time this month. Bucky was anxious to get the trigger words out of his head now, wanting nothing more than to continue to have complete control over himself, for his family, for our new baby and James. Steve took one look at my face and the screen, a soft but amused smile coming to his face.

“Disney movies? That a good idea, hun?” He asked, coming over as he leaned down to kiss me, ruffling James hair as he giggled. I gave him a small scoff, trying to ignore my watery eyes. We weren't even half way through and I was already on the verge of tears. God damnit.

“James wanted to watch it. How can I say no?” I asked and they both chuckled, Bucky coming over as he kneeled beside me.

“Want us to watch it with you two?” He asked and I nodded, James giving a very quick nod.

“Papa! Baba! Sit!” James said, crawling into my lap as I laughed, kissing his head as I sniffled, his little face turning to me as he tilted his head. “Why you sad, momma?” He asked and I chuckled slightly, kissing his head again. Steve and Bucky sat beside me as I hugged James to my chest.

“Momma's not sad, just a little crazy right now, okay baby?” I said to him and he giggled, Bucky and Steve giving small chuckles as they wrapped their arms around us.

“Auntie Haiwey is cwazy. Momma not.” He giggled and I smiled, rubbing his back before he turned back around. “Movie!” He cheered and I chuckled, Steve unpausing it as we settled down. I ended up crying before the end of the movie, but I just got tighter cuddles from the three of them, Steve and Bucky giving me and James plenty of kisses on our heads. James was fast asleep in my lap when the credits rolled through, a small sigh leaving my lips as I leaned my head back on the couch.

“I love you two.” I said softly, their eyes turning to me as Steve kissed my cheek.

“We love you too.” He said and Bucky nodded, his arm around me tightening a little.

“Indefinitely.” He added and I smiled before remembering where they had come home from.

“Hey, how did your talk with T'Challa and Shuri go?” I asked and Steve gave a small sigh as Bucky looked down.

“Since we don't know what's different about the HYDRA serum effects vs the government one I was given, they want to monitor you closely and run a few extra tests.” He explained and I sighed, nodding as I understood and had gone through this process all the first time around. Only then, Steve was just a friend, a roommate for most of it. Now, I had him and Bucky both with me as my partners in this.

“Okay.. did you tell them what happened last time I went into labor?” I asked and he nodded, Bucky chuckling as he shook his head.

“To say I was surprised to hear you made a wall of trees around the building is an understatement.” He mused and I blushed, looking down at James.

“Its strange. I've never been able to do something like that again. I can make some plants grow now, but I need to cut myself first. I didn't have to do it that time.” I said and Bucky grinned.

“Maybe you just get stronger when you're pregnant.” He joked and I rolled my eyes, Steve giving a joking hum as I smiled at him.

“Could be.” He said when Bucky looked hesitant for a moment, concern in his eyes.

“If.. this happens again, Shuri said it's possible your abilities will get stronger after this baby too, if having James was the reason for you kinda.. unlocking your abilities.” He said but I sighed, looking up at them as I leaned my head back.

“This doesn't make me want more kids any less, you know.” I said and they both smiled.

“Good.” Bucky mused, kissing my head as Steve kissed my cheek.

“We should go lay down.” The blonde mused as he tucked his face in the crook of my neck and I smiled, kissing his head. I wrapped one of my arms around Bucky to pull him close, my other arm still wrapped around James as I leaned into Steve's touch.

“Can we stay here for one more minute?” I asked quietly and felt him smile against my skin before kissing it. Bucky chuckled slightly, brushing some hair from my face as he buried his nose in my hair.

“Okay, sweetheart. One more minute.” Steve said and I grinned.

So we stayed there all on the couch, Bucky and I actually nearly fell asleep in that minute that seemed to stretch out for a lot longer than it was supposed to, then TV switched to the idle screen when Steve gave Bucky a slight nudge. I was barely awake when I remember feeling one of them lifting James off my body, then myself being picked up, I gave a light groan only to be shushed softly as a kiss was placed on my head. I leaned into the warmth, the arm around my back seeming to radiate a bit of heat that felt great on my aching back, sitting in that position that long was not very fun. I was laid down before I felt the bed dip on both sides of me, my eyebrows furrowing as I felt myself waking up, my fingers flexing as I subconsciously tried reaching out to James who was then placed beside me not a moment later. I pulled him to me and curled myself around him, hugging him close as I smiled, giving out a content sigh as soon as two pairs of strong arms wrapped around us.

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“So, you are at 11 weeks today by the looks of it.” Shuri said as she did an ultrasound on me, just me as Bucky and Steve helped T'Challa. They were both put to work now that we were settled, I tried insisting I work too but someone needed to watch James and with the pregnancy, no one was wanting me to do much other than stay home and rest. I can't say I didn’t appreciate the amount of time I got to spend with my son, and he had a lot of energy so I suppose chasing him around and playing with him could be my workout for the day.

“God, this feels like it's all going so fast now. I can't believe I'm already nearly past my first trimester.” I said and she laughed, letting me sit up as we finished the ultrasound.

“Well, I don't mean to make things quicker, but I do have one more question.” She said and I nodded, looking at her.

“Ask away.” I smiled and she grinned.

“There is a blood test you can do to determine the gender of your baby.” She said and I felt my eyes light up. “Would you want to do it?” She asked and I thought about it for a moment. I wanted Bucky to have as close to what Steve got as we could, and we didn't know until I gave birth. I can find out early for the next kids, these first two I want to leave as a surprise.

“I think I want to wait, specifically for this baby. When I have our next child, I might want to, but for now, I want this one to be a surprise like the first one.” I said and she nodded, smiling.

“You just love that Super Serum, huh?” She asked and I nearly checked on my spit, looking at her with wide eyes.

“Shuri!” I gasped and she shrugged, a big grin on her face.

“Clearly I'm not wrong. That's the reason you're pregnant in the first place.” She said, crossing her arms as I sighed and shook my head, chuckling.

“Not specifically the ‘Super Serum’ that I love.” I said, rolling my eyes as she laughed louder.

“Yes, also their super di-” I covered her mouth.

“Shuri!” I scolded and she laughed. God, it really was times like this that I forgot she was only 16 . She definitely had the humor of a 16 year old sometimes. “But yes, that is one thing I do love.” I said and she cackled, a grin coming from me.

“I wish we had a super soldier. Maybe then I would have an interest in marriage.” She said as she cleaned up the lab a little. “A man like Steve Rogers? I can talk that man around. Get me someone like that, and maybe you can get some consideration from me.” She said and I chuckled, moving to help her.

“Oh, he's not someone you can push around. Well, unless you have something he really wants.” I said with a small smirk as she grinned.

“Every man has a weakness. It's a woman's job to find it in her man.” She said and I chuckled before shrugging.

“I don't see it as a weakness. Not all the time at least.” I said with a small shrug. “Sometimes, it's more like devotion. Like if he wants me, he starts being extra sweet and affectionate. Or if he wants James he takes care of the things around the house so I can have some me time and he can be with James.” I said and she tilted her head slightly, a thoughtful look coming over her face.

“I guess I never thought of it like that.” She said as she leaned against her desk in front of me. I smiled and put a hand on hers.

“Don't try getting a man you can push around. Look for a man that is as devoted to you as you are to what you love. A good man and partner will stand beside you. Not behind or in front.” I said sincerely to her as she smiled.

“You're lucky to have found two men like that.” She said and I gave a small shrug and sheepish smile.

“I suppose I have one thing to thank HYDRA for.” I said jokingly. “I would have never met Bucky, Steve or had James if they hadn't taken me. In a way, it really does seem like everything happens for a reason.” I said as we both chuckled before I bid her goodbye. I was still walking back when I suddenly thought back to last night the three of us had spent wrapped up in our sheets. Fuck, it made me crave them just thinking about it. Damn hormones. Too bad they were both busy with whatever T’Challa had put them up to and I was going to be home alone for a little while. I guess I could always.. Have some me time. It has been a while since I’ve done any.. Solo stress relief activities after all.

—Bucky’s POV—

Steve and I were just getting home, T’Challa having us help the local farmers with more physically intensive work, things they couldn’t do or had trouble doing. It was nice to do some calmer work, no fighting, no guns, nothing but knowing we were headed home to our beautiful girl at the end of the day. James wouldn’t be out of school for at least an hour, maybe more since they had after school programs, I think Mini said those were starting today. We sighed as we walked up the step of the house, Steve taking a quick look in the window only to see him frown.

“I don’t see Mini.” He said and I paused, unable to help as my heart thumped, a small pit of dread in my stomach that I tried to brush off. Steve looked at me and he sighed, seeing my anxiety clear as day. “I’m sure she’s just taking a nap. I just didn’t see her in the living room or kitchen.” He said and I nodded, knowing he was more than likely right.

“Hey.” He said, stopping me as I moved to step towards the door. “You hear that?” He asked and I paused, furrowing my brows when my eyes widened and relief flooded me. I could hear her heartbeat, something I tried to memorize every chance I got. It was slightly faster now, like she was doing a workout or something.

“I wonder what she’s doing.” I mused and he smirked.

“Mini isn’t a person who will workout for fun. I think I know what she’s doing.” He said and I furrowed my brows before the smirk on his face told me what he meant and I felt my face heat up. “How tired are you?” He asked and I chuckled.

“How long do you think she’s been at it?” I asked and Steve raised his brows, letting out a breath.

“Well, last time she was pregnant, she was quite needy. Even before her and I got together she wasn’t exactly.. Good at keeping her hands off herself. And she’s never been quiet.” He said and I felt my body go hot at that. Fuck, that’s a thought I didn’t know I wanted.

“We shouldn’t keep her waiting any longer then, should we?” I asked with my own smirk as he gave a light chuckle.

“Oh, she’d still want us even after hours by herself. Just wait until she’s in the third trimester, then she gets really needy.” He laughed as we walked in, both of us kicking our shoes off when we paused, my eyes closing as I felt my body relaxing at the sound of her beautiful moans.

“God, I could listen to her all night.” I said, letting out a shaky breath, my pants already starting to feel tight.

“With the two of us, we probably could.” Steve said and I grinned before giving a small sigh.

“We’d need to get a babysitter.” I pointed out and he smiled.

“I’m sure we wouldn’t have a problem with that.” He said as we got to our ajar bedroom door. We opened it and god, the sight made my knees weak. Mini had her head thrown back, crying out our names as her fingers were deep in her soaked cunt.

“Oh, god..” I sucked in a breath as we slowly stepped inside, the two of us sharing a look before Steve suddenly grabbed her ankle and brought her to the edge of the bed, dropping to his knees. She gasped, eyes snapping open and Steve pushed her hands away from her cunt, burying his face into it and her eyes rolled back as she grabbed his hair. I couldn’t help myself as I kneeled beside her, my lips attacking her neck and chest before she pulled me up to kiss me. It took no time at all before she was cumming, her body shaking as she cried out. Steve pulled away from her as I leaned back a little, letting her catch her breath as she laid there.

“How’s our beautiful baby doll?” I mused, kissing her cheek and neck as Steve leaned up to do the same.

“You couldn't wait for us?” Steve asked and she whined, shaking her head as she pulled him up for a kiss.

“Guess not.” I chuckled before we were all hers for the next two hours, spending it worshipping her and our precious little baby she’s blessed us with.

Captain's Snowflake (Steve Rogers x Reader) Part 13

Marvel Masterlist Season 1

It was quiet, eerily quiet as all the strange creatures and beings in their cells stopped, some eyeing me like I was candy, others curious and some ignoring me completely. I felt so small in here, but kept my head high, knowing there was nothing they could do to hurt me from inside their cages. When I got to Loki’s cell it was bigger than the others, with the same furniture from in the movie, a book in his hand as he read it with a bored expression.

“I see why you’re called the god of stories. You seem to like them quite a lot.” I said calmly, Loki looking up at me carefully before looking back down at his book.

“I’m not called that. You must have me confused, Mortal.” He said but I chuckled lightly, stepping closer to the edge of his cell.

“You’re Loki. Would you rather I use Laufeyjarson or Odinson?” I asked and he paused, looking up at me only to hesitate at my genuine expression, the snark seeming to die on his tongue as he looked back down, clearing his throat.

“I would rather you not address me at all.” He muttered and I chuckled.

“You’re not curious why I’m here? A mortal in Asgard?” I asked and he gave an exasperated sigh, flipping the page in his book.

“I assume you’re a friend of the dumb oaf.” He said and I smiled, nodding slightly as I leaned against the wall in front of me, my face inches from the glowing gold barrier.

“I am a friend of Thor.” I confirmed and he snickered.

“Why he wastes his time with Mortal imbeciles is beyond me.” He mused and I grinned.

“I’m going to kill Thanos.” I said and he froze, looking up at me slowly. “Not yet. I don't exactly have everything ready yet, but I will be killing him eventually.” I said and he gave a disbelieving laugh.

“You honestly expect me to believe that?” He asked and I shrugged.

“You’re the god of lies. So, am I lying?” I asked and he stared at me, getting up as he took a step closer, like he was trying to intimidate me but I just smiled up at him.

“You’re an idiot if you go after him.” He said and I sighed, looking down.

“I know he tortured you before you attacked Earth.” I said, his face unmoving but his eyes held more expression than he wanted.

“You know nothing.” He said and I chuckled.

“What about ‘Get Help’?” I asked with a small smirk and he paused before furrowing his brows.

“How..?” He asked and I grinned.

“I’m from a world where this world, and all the 9 realms are fiction. I literally know your future and everyone else's." I said and he scoffed.

“You expect me to believe that?” He asked and I shrugged.

“No, but you can believe this.” I said as I pulled out my phone, putting on the moment where hulk was throwing Loki around in the tower, Loki’s face dropping before I grinned. “Oh, or this. This is the you in my world, a mortal called Tom Hiddleston. He’s British." I said before putting on a short vid of Tom, Loki’s face contorting in disgust when Tom was doing his little dance in his avengers PJ’s.

“What the Fuck?” He asked and I started cackling.

“God, I love that man. He’s great. I also love you, you’re great, but you’re an asshole right now.” I said before he raised an eyebrow.

“You love me?” He hummed before smirking. “If you love me, would you let me out?” He asked, and I paused a minute before laughing even harder.

“You really think I'm that stupid? No, no way in hell. Besides, I have a man already.” I said and his face dropped as he turned, picking his book up again making me frown. “Hey, I’m talking to you, Stabby.” I said and he looked at me with an annoyed expression which I mirrored back.

“Come on, after how many times you’ve stabbed Thor, you really don’t think that nickname is justified?” I asked and his annoyed expression turned into one of contemplation for a split second before returning to being annoyed. “Okay, okay, I’ll stop giving you the same attitude you give everyone else, just this once.” I said before looking up at him.

“Asgard is going to be in trouble soon.” I said and he looked at me disinterested, but I could see his fingers twitch.

“Why should I care? The more trouble for Asgard, the more likely I can escape.” He said, making me slightly frustrated.

“Your mother is in danger and someone will die.” I said firmly and he hesitated in turning the page in his book. “Just.. in the next few weeks, at least once. Tell her that you love her..” I said, my voice lowering, not noticing as his eyes gazed at me over his book.

“Don’t let the last thing she has to remember you be a stupid fight. At least tell her once before..” I paused as I sighed. “You don’t get to have your mom around forever. At least give her one moment where she hears that you love her. It’s the least you can do.” I said as I took a step back.

“She knows you love her, but that's different from hearing it from you herself. You don’t have to forgive her for how you became her son, but you are her son regardless and she gave you all the love she could growing up.” I said before giving a small scoff. “I know Odin probably wasn’t even close to the best father, but I know Frigga tried her best to show you the love you deserve.” I said, putting my hands in my pockets before looking up at him.

“You have a lot of people who care about you. Telling them even once that you care too can do a lot.” I said, giving him a small smile. “Even if you find a snarky or sarcastic way to say it.” I mused and finally noticed he put his book down, looking at me with an unreadable expression. It was quiet between us for a moment as I shifted on my feet, sighing as I turned to walk away.

“I apologize for disturbing you, Loki.” I said, taking a few steps as I gave a small sigh, my hands shoved in my pockets.

“Wait.” He said quietly and I paused, looking back at him before taking the few steps back. “Is that why you called me that?” He asked and I furrowed my brows.

“The god of stories. Is that.. My purpose?” He asked and I smiled.

“Your purpose? That’s for you to decide.” I said with a smile. “Right now, just tell your mom you love her before it’s too late. I’ve seen the regret and guilt that happens otherwise.” I said and his eyes seemed to race back and forth for a moment.

“When do I know it’s too late?” He asked, voice shallow and dim as my face softened.

“Always so perceptive, about everyone but yourself.” I said as I took a step back. “When you hear that, either tell her or it’s too late.” I told him before silently taking my leave, though I knew his eyes were following me.

“If I could change the timeline in any instance, it would be the death coming soon to Asgard. Unfortunately this death is too essential for even me to change.” I muttered quietly as I made my way up the stairs.

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“How did it go?” Frigga asked as I opened the door and stepped out. I gave a long breath and sighed, smiling lightly before I looked at her.

“If he ever says you’re not his mother, know that he hates himself for saying it. His anger is temporary, but he can’t take it back by the time that anger is gone.” I said and her face softened and she smiled sadly.

“Thank you dear. I appreciate your words.” She said and I smiled.

“It’s the truth.” I said, looking into her eyes as her expression softened a bit more and she looked at the doors before taking my arm.

“We should find Thor. It is getting quite late and I don’t want your loved ones to worry.” She said and I smiled, nodding as we went to find Thor, sending me away on the bifrost soon after as I bid them all farewell, giving Frigga a hug before I left.

“You are an amazing mother and an even better Queen.” I told her before pulling away as she grinned.

“And you are a promising young Fey, Lady Lynette.” She said and I furrowed my bros, about to question her when Thor put a hand on my shoulder.

“It is time to go, Lynette.” He said and I turned to him, giving Frigga and Heimdall one last look before heading back to earth, moments later being back on earth exactly where I had been, a lot more people around then when I left and they all kinda froze and stared at me.

“Uh.. hi?” I said, only to feel arms wrap around me from behind and I tensed, only to recognize the familiar watch that I had gotten Steve for his birthday, one I saw him eyeing in a store before shaking his head at the price. “Steve! You’re back!” I cheered, wrapping my arms around him as I grinned.

“Yea, I got home like 3 hours ago and you weren’t there. I called Nick and he told me you went to talk to Thor?” He asked and I looked at him sheepishly, realizing the one thing I felt like I was forgetting from before was now blatantly obvious. I forgot to tell Steve Heimdall might just yoink me into Asgard if he wanted to talk that way.

“Long story short, Asgard is about to be in trouble in about 4ish months. I had to warn Thor as much as I could.” I said and he chuckled, pulling me into a heavy kiss.

“Next time you go chasing after gods, tell me if you’re leaving the planet. I was terrified when Maria called saying it had been over 5 hours since you left.” He said and my eyes widened.

“5 hours? It felt like an hour and a half at most.” I said and he chuckled.

“Well, it was 5 hours here.” He chuckled before leading me over to Maria.

“Glad to see you’re okay. You talk to him about everything you wanted to?” She asked and I nodded grinning as the fact I was just on Asgard with literal gods was setting in. “How was it?” She asked, noticing my excitement.

“I met Frigga.” I said and her eyes widened before she nodded, chuckling slightly.

“Meeting the queen already? Impressive.” She said and I scratched the back of my head.

“I also talked to Loki.” She said and Steve turned to me instantly like I just told him I was in a box with a live grenade.

“Lyn, you know how dangerous he is, why would you talk to him?” He asked and I rolled my eyes.

“Did you know he was tortured and coerced into attacking earth? He was tortured for a year before agreeing to attack earth, so excuse me for knowing he's not just 100% rotten to the core.” I said as I crossed my arms. “I also told him to tell his mom he loves her before she dies, which is soon, so I’m hoping he’s a bit nicer to Thor in the future because of that.” I said and they both looked at me in shock.

“How the hell would we know that?” I heard Nicky say behind me making me sigh as I turned around. “And if someone else wanted him to take over earth, who was it?” He asked and I groaned.

“Oh my god, Nick! Spoilers!” I said, growing frustrated. He was always pushing for me to tell him more now even after I already told him everything I could! “He’s a big purple bitch and I’m trying to figure out a way to kill him without causing a war, thank you very much!” I said as I crossed my arms before huffing.

“You guys won’t deal with him for a few years, so don’t get your panties in a twist now about it, Nick. It’s unavoidable to deal with him.” I said as Nick glared at me. “Oh, stop glaring! He doesn’t win anyways. I just want to stop him before he has the chance to kill a bunch of people.” I said and he scoffed.

“Are you saying we don’t try to stop it before then?” He asked, like he was offended and I sighed.

“You know, you actually do, but you fail the first time, so I’m going to be making sure you don’t fail the first fucking first time. You’re welcome.” I said, throwing my arms out dramatically before turning back to Steve. “Now, I have about 5ish months before shit hits the fan here and by god Nick, your next idea for how to ‘protect’ people is one of the most idiotic so if I could just spend those next 5 months without dealing with you, I would just fucking love that.” I snapped at him as I grabbed Steve’s hand.

“Wow.” Maria said as she chuckled as we passed her, Steve looked at me concerned.

“You okay, Lyn? You’re getting pretty snippy with people.” He said gently as we walked away, over to Steve’s motorcycle which was waiting for us.

“Just.. The closer January gets, the more dread I feel. I know what’s going to happen, but being in the middle of it is going to be… terrifying, if I’m honest.” I said and he turned to me when we got to his bike, pulling me into a firm hug.

“I swear, whatever happens, I will stay by you.” He said and I felt my tears coming again as I sniffled and he tilted my chin up, pulling me into a slow kiss. He kept giving me small kisses all over my face until I had calmed down, holding him tight before he gently pulled away from me and grabbed my helmet. “Want to go now? I got you that Dutch ice cream you like at home.” He asked and I couldn’t help the small smile that lit up my face, looking down as I bit my lip.

“You didn’t have to get me ice cream..” I said and he scoffed, putting the helmet on me.

“What kind of man would I be if I didn’t treat my girl?” He asked and I blushed, letting him tilt my chin up before grinning at me. “Now, hop on.” He mused, letting me go as we both got on, my arms holding into him tight. I was so ready to go home, desperately needing to just spend a few days forgetting my relationship and current life was going to be severely fucked in about 5 months.

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It was November 2013, just before the events with Thor and I was waiting in my office for Tony to text me, knowing I was about to owe him a huge favor. I promised him I’d owe him a favor for whatever he wanted if he agreed to give me a large portion of money to help some other people. He asked who and I explained that Hell’s Kitchen had a few mutants who defend the place, albeit, some in strange ways, that would appreciate a good boost. I was planning on visiting a certain Frog and giving Matt and him a.. Sponsorship? No. More like a donation, but maybe one every once in a while could be good too. I wanted to try and give Jessica that too, and I didn’t know that much about Luke or Danny, but I know I want to help where I can. I should look up a timeline or something on my phone. I actually did, looking it up and quickly finding a pretty good one on reddit. And one for Defenders. Looks like Daredevil started first, okay.

I stared at the title of Captain America: The Winter Soldier and felt my mood shifting, Dan on my lap purring away as he tried comforting me. I think he knew things were going to happen soon. He’d been cuddling with Steve and me a lot more, tolerating when Steve would get bored and start pretending to use Ban as a gun. I showed him a video of someone doing it and then he did it and gave Dan a little shake, the cat gave a choppy meow that made us both burst out laughing. I know at least I won't be alone wherever I go. And I guess, if Steve will hate me, I can put my attention on Hell's Kitchen. Maybe I should get a place there.

I suddenly scrunched my face at the thought of that. No, I would hate living in Hell’s Kitchen. Maybe somewhere just outside of it. I can tolerate the drive in, and I’d be safer. I wonder if Killgrave’s powers work on me. I should look into how to avoid his powers, just in case. Probably wont need it but also wont hurt to look into.

“I’m surprised there’s actually answers to these things.” I muttered to myself, figuring out instantly that no, I cannot learn to resist him because his powers are caused by a virus his voice emits and he most likely wouldn't work on aliens. I have no clue if my blood means he can't control me or not, but that will be interesting to see. Maybe I should watch all the episodes in order of what happens. If I start now, I could get through the first season of Daredevil easily before it happens.

I felt my phone buzz suddenly and a notification popped up from Tony.

‘Tony The Tiger: 3 OK?’

‘Snowflake: Uh, sure. I suppose that's enough for it.’

‘Tony The Tiger: U need more? K sent 4.’

‘Tony The Tiger: Check ur account in a few. Kick ass kid.’

‘Snowflake: I’ll try. I owe you, Tony.’

I felt relieved but also a little confused. I wasn’t ungrateful or anything, it’s just only 4 thousand? I sighed and shrugged. It’s better than nothing though and I’ll make do with what I have. I decided to be lazy for a while. I waited, looking at the time and realizing Steve would be home soon. I really hate how Fury refused to let me go on missions still. He keeps saying it’s to protect me but he lets me stay at home completely alone! Unless..

I got up, much to Danny’s dismay and had a small peak between the blinds, looking around suspiciously before I saw it. A tiny glimpse of someone watching the house in a nearby apartment building.

“Oh, Nick, you son of a-” I backed away and gave a frustrated sigh. I’ll just make dinner. That’s what you do when your boyfriend is coming home and you feel kinda trapped inside, right? Make food? I guess that’s all I can do. I just made some simple chicken stirfry, but by the time Steve was walking through the door the apartment smelled great and I felt arms swiftly wrap around me as I was just finishing up. I gave a small sigh and leaned back into him. “I love you.” I said softly as I looked up at him and saw his big smile.

“I love you too, my darling.” He mused and I blushed, kissing him softly before turning the burner off and turning around to him.

“I’m so glad you’re home, my love.” I mused and he grinned.

“Smells great in here.” He mumbled, still placing small kisses on my lips as I sighed.

“I was just finishing up.” I said and he gave a small hum.

“Then let's eat, and maybe I could have some of you for dessert after.” He said, his voice lowering an octave as his hand trailed down my ass, giving it a small squeeze as I giggled, his lips pressing against mine once more.

“You didn’t get enough of me this morning? You gave me quite the surprise to wake up to.” I hummed as he grinned, pulling me flush against him.

“I can’t help it that you’re so tempting. You’re almost like an addiction to me at times.” He breathed and I felt a shiver go down my spine.

“I’m glad we have the same effect on each other then.” I giggled, his lips on mine again before I chuckled and turned my head, his lips kissing my cheek and trailing down my neck. “Come on, we should eat before it gets cold.” I giggled and he gave a small sigh as he pulled away.

“Alright, you go sit down, I’ll bring it out.” He said as he shooed me out of the kitchen, I giggled and gave him one last kiss before going to the living room. I put on a random channel on TV until I saw the adorable white puppy on screen, my smile widening to see Santa Paws playing right now. I could feel my heart melt at the adorable pup and by the chuckle on Steve’s face when he walked in, he could see it too. “Puppy movie? Are you going to end up in tears from this one?” He asked and I shrugged.

“This is Santa Paws. I haven't watched it since I was a kid but I love it. There’s also a sequel too.” I said as he sat down, handing me my bowl as he wrapped an arm around my shoulder.

“What’s it about?” He asked and I grinned.

“So, Santa loses his memories, and his pup, Santa Paws, had to help restore Christmas magic and help him. The puppy gets found by some orphans and they take care of the puppy, helping find Santa and bring back the holiday magic.” I said and he nodded, pulling me closer. We spent the whole evening watching Christmas movies before Steve finally pulled me into the bedroom, very eager for his dessert.

Captain's Snowflake (Steve Rogers x Reader) Part 12

Marvel Masterlist Season 1

“Hello, Lynette. Thor has told us much about you.” He said, his voice softer than I expected as he gave me a tiny smile and I took his hand, letting him help me up. “I’ve notified Thor of your arrival. He is on his way as we speak.” He told me and I smiled, biting my lip as I looked at him and nodded.

“I.. I don’t exactly have good news.” I muttered and he nodded.

“This is to do with the future, does it not?” He asked and I looked at him in slight surprise and nodded. “You said the Queen will be in trouble.. How sure are you of this?” He asked and I felt my throat tighten, looking down the rainbow bridge to see Thor was indeed coming down, quickly in fact.

“I’ve seen her death.” I said grimly, my eyes filling with pain and sorrow for Thor. Heimdall was quiet for a moment before looking down at where Thor was still out of earshot for now. “I can’t change it.” I said and he nodded, his eyes cast down to the floor as his face turned grim.

“Perhaps it may be wise to speak with the Queen herself then.” He said and I felt myself freeze. Meet Frigga? I don’t know if I could keep it together in front of a queen, let alone a goddess like her.

“I.. maybe. I was nervous enough to meet you. I might faint if I meet her.” I said and he gave a small chuckle, nodding.

“You may be wise to meet her soon however. If her fate is dark, she will only be in the light for so long.” He said and I thought about it before sighing.

“Damn you, wiseman.” I muttered as I gave him a side eye, a small smile on his face. “I guess.. As long as I'm not here too long, I can spare the time for a visit if possible.” I said and he nodded, just as Thor came up to us, a big grin on his face as he dismounted his horse.

“Lady Lynette! What a miraculous surprise to see you!” He said, coming over as he pulled me into a hug, a small smile on my face as I hugged him back.

“Hi Thor, it’s great to see you.” I said and his grin didn’t fade as he put an arm out, sledding me out of the shelter of the bifrost to let me see the kingdom behind him.

“Welcome to Asgard!” He cheered and I couldn’t help the awe as I admired the beautiful golden kingdom.

“Damn this is so much better than in the movie.” I muttered and he laughed, his voice booming as he led me over to his horse.

“Come, come. I shall introduce you to the others!” He said, his hands grabbing my waist as he hoisted me up and my eyes widened.

“Thor, wait! I’ve never been on a horse before!” I said but he still placed me on the horse, getting on behind me as he laughed.

“Don’t fear, Lady Lynette. I will ensure you don’t fall.” He said and I smiled, waving goodbye to Heimdall as we left.

“Thank you!” I called back to him as he smiled and waved as well.

“Lady Lynette, if I may ask, why did you come here? Heimdall said you had news of the future.” He asked and I took a deep breath.

“I think it might be better to speak with your mother as well. It involves her.” I said, Thor was quiet for a moment before he gave a small nod.

“Is Asgard in danger?” He asked and I sighed.

“Is Jane here yet?” I asked and he looked at me in confusion making me sigh in relief. “Great, it hasn’t happened yet.” I said and he furrowed his brows.

“Is Jane in Danger?” He asked and I sighed, leaning back on him as I closed my eyes.

“Right now? No. She will be in November though.” I said and he tensed. I looked up at him and smiled. “She’s going to be fine, Thor. If everything goes how I think it does, she’ll be just fine.” I said and he let out a breath of relief, giving a small laugh as he patted my arm.

“I trust you, Lady Lynette. If you say her future will be alright, I shall believe you.” He said and I felt like caving in on myself at that. I knew his mother would understand why I wanted to warn Thor, so maybe she could help explain this to him. God, if only I could just talk to her alone. I could explain everything and I know she’d know what to say. I felt my eyes watering, trying to distract my thoughts. Frigga reminded me too much of my mother.

“Thor?” I asked quietly and he gave a small hum as we approached the doors of the palace, getting off before helping me down gently. “I.. A lot happens in November.. Jane may be okay but.. People do die. I can’t change it and I can’t tell you who for the sake of the future, but I needed to warn you. I didn’t want to keep this from you when I can at least give you time to prepare for it.” I said and he paused in front of me before meeting my gaze with a soft, but serious expression.

“I trust you, Lady Lynette. I trust your judgement on what can be told and what can and cannot be changed.” He said and I felt a small bit of my guilt lift off of me, but I still felt so anxious for how he’ll react when he realized I meant his mother, and he’ll also think I meant Loki as well. I’ll have to have a talk with him before I leave too I guess. “Tell me.. Are they honored after death?” Thor asked and I smiled, feeling the tears coming back as I nodded.

“Yes. I know they will be honored in Valhalla. I just.. Worry for you.” I said as I looked down, Thor leading me into the palace as we walked the halls with purpose in our steps. I was too wrapped in the discussion and anxiety to admire the stunning golden arches. The old castle would be breathtaking if not for the heavy subject we spoke about. Thor gave a small smile and put a hand on my shoulder, our eyes meeting as he gave me a look of understanding and appreciation.

“I appreciate your worry, but I can handle myself.” He said and I smiled, nodding.

“I know you can. Just.. remember that I’m always open if you need to talk, or need anything. You’re like a brother to me already and I want to help where I can.” I said quietly, his face was kind as he nodded, stopping as he pulled me into a hug.

“You’re like the little sister I never had, Lynette. I will come to you if I need to, I promise.” He said before pulling back and I smiled, nodding. He looked at me for a moment before his brows furrowed. “You are keeping many burdens to yourself, aren't you?” He asked and I sighed, giving a small chuckle.

“That obvious, huh?” I asked and he grinned, nodding a little as I sighed again. “If I tell you.. Do you swear to not tell Steve?” I asked and he nodded. I took a deep breath as we resumed our walk to his mothers chambers. “Steve had a best friend in the 40’s. Bucky Barnes..” I said and Thor nodded, having learned this much from his time around the Avengers.

“Yes, he died before Captain Rogers was, uh, frozen, correct?” He asked and I paused, my shoulders rising as I gave nervous smile.

“Yea.. not exactly.” I said and Thor’s brows furrowed, looking at me in confusion. “Bucky fell from a train and landed in the snow.. HYDRA found him.” I said, my face souring as Thor’s turned to a grim understanding.

“What did they do to him?” He asked and I let out a shaky breath.

“They turned him into a brainwashed soldier. He doesn’t even remember who he is anymore.” I said and Thor paused, turning to me as his eyes widened.

“He’s alive?” He asked and I looked at the ground, nodding and he let out a shaky breath, running a hand through his hair.

“HYDRA was already experimenting on him when he was first captured in the army. It let him survive the fall, and HYDRA had kept him alive since then, using him to kill and leave no witnesses.” I said as tears slid down my cheeks, my hands clench into fists. “I know he’s going to hate me, but I can’t tell him. In January, they meet. Steve saves him from HYDRA. If I told him now and he went after Bucky..” I couldn’t finish that sentence but Thor got the idea.

“The Captain could endanger himself and the future, meaning his friend would likely not escape.” He finished and I nodded, my eyes squeezing shut when he sighed. “Oh, Lynette.” He muttered, pulling me into a hug.

“I fear this may be a burden far greater then what you can handle.” He said and I felt my tears break through the damn I was trying to hold as I clung to him.

“Thor.. so many people die. So many of our friends are supposed to die in future battles and I’m trying to figure out everything I can do to save them, but I can’t save them all.” I said and felt his hold on me tighten.

“Lady Lynette..” Thor called, at a loss for what to say.

“I don’t know if I can keep all of these secrets forever.” I sniffled and he rubbed my back.

“It’ll be okay, Lynette. We will always figure these things out, I promise.” He said before he looked up, relief flooding his features to see his mother who paused at the sight before her. “Mother, perhaps you can help Lady Lynette.” He said and I froze, looking over as my eyes widened, my tears forgotten.

“Your.. Queen Frigga.” I said, going to bow when she stopped me.

“No need for that dear, why don’t you tell me what is wrong.” She prompted and I took a deep breath, trying to compose myself as Thor gave me a comforting smile, putting a hand on my shoulder.

“Mother, this is Lady Lynette, the one I told you about from another world.” He said and I blushed, Frigga looking at me with interest. “She came to uh.. Give me a warning, of the future to come.” He explained and she nodded, her eyes looking back at me as she pulled me to her, rubbing my arms.

“Thor had trouble explaining your abilities, but if you’re a seer, my, that is special.” She said and I gave a sheepish smile.

“I’m uh.. Not a seer.” I said and she gave a small chuckle. “It’s a little hard to explain. I’m from a world, where this world, including all the 9 realms here, is fiction, so I’ve seen the future here.” I said and she seemed to understand, a mischievous smile crossing her face.

“You’re changing the story, aren’t you?” She asked and I looked down, feeling like I was a child who got caught doing something.

“I.. I want to save the people who didn’t need to die.” I said and she smiled.

“An honorable intention.” She mused and I blushed. “The future is a large burden to bear.” She hummed and Thor sighed.

“Mother, she’s come to warn us, there will be something dangerous emerging in the near future, something that Asgard or I will have to deal with.” He said and she looked at me.

“You know what it is?” She asked and I nodded, swallowing a lump in my throat.

“Something happens with the Aether.” I said and her eyes widened as did Thors.

“The Aether? What happens?” He asked but Frigga shushed him, her eyes still on me.

“Don’t tell us anymore. We don’t know what might change fate.” She said and I nodded, before I gave a sheepish smile. “Do you have something else to ask?” She asked and I nodded.

“Could uh, I talk to Loki?” I asked and they both looked at me in surprise making me sigh. “There’s more to his story than what you two know.” I said and Frigga smiled, looking at Thor.

“I will take her to him.” She said and I smiled, Thor giving me a cautious look before sighing.

“Alright, but I will be waiting just upstairs for when it is time to take you back to the bifrost. You cannot stay too long here on Asgard unfortunately.” He said and I smiled, nodding.

“Trust me, I understand. Thank you, Thor.” I said and he nodded before Frigga swept me away, both of us headed down to the dungeon, where the trickster who would be more than surprised to meet someone who treated him with the respect he wanted. The respect he, as the future god of stories, deserved at least.

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“Do you trust him?” Frigga asked and I looked at her, giving a small scoff.

“This Loki? No.” I said and she chuckled, seeing the smile on my face.

“But you trust a different Loki?” She asked and I smiled, looking at her.

“I trust that he has a good heart, and he loves his family way more than he would ever admit. Even Thor.” I said calmly, both of us approaching the doors leading down to the dungeon.

“Would you like me to stay? He can be a little.. Difficult.” She said but I shook my head.

“Nothing Loki says to me will be taken personally. I know he doesn’t exactly like being caged up.” I shrugged before giving a small chuckle. “Hell, taunting or mocking me is just his way of filling the void of boredom he’s probably constantly feeling now.” I said and she gave a small laugh, nodding as she opened the door.

“It’s amusing how much you know him.” She said and my smile softened, looking down the stairs for a moment.

“I relate to him in a way. Pushing people away to try and protect myself, sometimes it's a habit, sometimes it's purposeful. But he cares. And he loves and is loved, so much more than he thinks.” I mused, a gentle smile taking over her face as she nodded.

“I hope your talk with him goes well.” She said and I gave a small scoff.

“Yea, I don’t think it’s going to seem that way when I leave. He’s known to be a little angry around this time.” I said and she smiled, nodding.

“I think he’ll like you. Even if he doesn’t say it.” She mused before urging me down. I gave her one last smile before walking down the long stairs.

Captain's Snowflake (Steve Rogers x Reader) Part 11

Marvel Masterlist Season 1

By the time we got to the gym the sun was high in the sky, and walking hand and hand, all smiles together, we were least expecting to run into one man who seemed to really, not like me so far. Fury. It seemed he was waiting for us and when he turned and saw our hands together, both of us paused as our smiles faltered, his lips pressed into a thin line as he looked to be contemplating something. He looked us over closely before his eye landed on my neck and I suddenly felt nervous under his gaze, knowing he was probably looking at the hickeys Steve left all over my neck and collar, the long sleeve shirt hiding all but a few. Steve cleared his throat, giving my hand a small squeeze of reassurance as I looked down at the floor.

“I thought this was our day off.” Steve said and Nick gave a small nod.

“Came by as a.. surprise visit.” He said before pausing and we waited for him to say more before I eventually just sighed and looked at him.

“Okay, I can only be in suspense for so long, Nick. Why are you here?” I asked and he blinked at me, his hand folded in front of him.

“You do realize I'm your boss, right?” He asked and I grinned.

“You do know Alexander Piece would have your head if you did anything to me, right?” I asked, cringing as I used that man to my advantage. I subconsciously squeezed Steve's hand, his eyes turning to me as he furrowed his brows slightly, watching me for a moment. Nick looked at me, narrowing his eye before he gave a small snickers.

“You know, you said you knew the future here.” He said and I nodded, wondering where this was going as he gave a small smile. “But I believe all I've heard about is from the past.” He said and I sighed. Should have known he'd come asking about the future.

“You want me to tell you about the future.” I said, Nick nodding as I thought it over, wondering what I could say to help at all right now. “Tony is going to have a very bad Christmas.” I said and he looked at me, expecting more and I sighed.

“I can't tell you everything.” I said, which he scoffed at.

“What can you tell me?” He asked and I smiled.

“He can handle it. Kinda. But look into Extremis. That bombing wasn't a terrorist attack, but Tony figures that all out, so maybe just.. Help him? I don’t know.” I said and tried thinking of anything I could. It's been a long while since I watched Iron Man 3, of course I forgot to watch the one movie that's happening soon. Steve looked at me with wide eyes and looked at Nick, who seemed more satisfied with this answer then I thought he would be.

“Sorry, what bombing?” He asked and I sighed.

“It was a while ago. All Tony finds are the remains of what happened.” I said before looking at Nick. “The Mandarin start up yet?” I asked and Nick gave a small nod.

“Yea, a warning about him would have been nice.” He said and I sighed, shaking my head.

“Sorry, but I guess I also totally shouldn't warn you that he's going to be going after a certain someone so he can play supper master to the vice president.” I said with a grin and Nick looked at me with a disbelieving expression.

“You tell me all of this now, when the shit is already hitting the fan?” He asked and I shrugged.

“So sorry, I'm not exactly jumping with joy to rewatch iron man 3. I am Team Cap, obviously.” I said, gesturing to Steve and I's hands together. “You won't understand that reference yet, but you will in 2016!” I said with a grin and then looked down, sighing.

“Im going to fucking hate that year.” I sighed and Steve squeezed my hand.

“Im sure it won't be that bad.” He said and I gave a tight smile, nodding as I shrugged.

“You're right. The start of 2014 will be at least 100x worse.” I said and Fury raised an eyebrow.

“Anything we need to know of?” He asked and I opened my mouth before I closed it and sighed.

“You better have that thing Banner made ready. The tetrodo B thingy.” I said before I felt the weight of the future pressing on me. “Other than that, just.. ghost stories for now I guess.” I said, and suddenly Steve's hand in mine made me feel ashamed. I let go of his hand and folded my arms, unable to hide my discomfort. Nick gave me a long look, the suspicion seeming to lessen a little as he observed my form.

“Who's it for?” He asked and I just looked at him for a minute and it seemed he got the message as he cleared his throat, looking to the side. “I think that would be all for now.” He said as he moved to leave, the gym fell silent besides his footsteps.

“I apologize for disturbing your day off.” He said before he left, the door closing behind him. It was quiet between Steve and I before he looked at me softly, putting a hand on my shoulder.

“Hey, are you okay?” He asked and I bit my lip, looking down as he pulled me close. “Baby?” He asked and I felt my lip quiver but I took a deep breath, closing my eyes before I looked up at him. His eyes softened as he noticed the unshed tears starting to gather, my hands holding onto him tight as I felt a lump forming in my throat.

“I hate keeping this to myself.” I said and he frowned, understanding as he tilted my head up to look at him and his eyes softened.

“It’ll be okay. I swear, I will not hate you.” He said before giving a small chuckle. “You’re not HYDRA, are you?” He joked and I smiled, chuckling.

“No, I can definitely say I’m not HYDRA.” I said before my smile fell again. “I just..” I started but he shushed me.

“I swear, as long as I breathe, I will never hate you.” He said and I smiled, even though it didn’t reach my eyes. “Do you still want to train, or go do something to take your mind off of this?” He asked and I sighed, his hand rubbing my arm softly as he pulled me closer.

“No, I’m okay to train.” I said and he gave me a questioning raise of the eyebrows.

“And maybe tonight you can pick another movie from your world to watch?” He asked and I smiled before he gave me a small shy look. “Stay in and have some quiet time with just us.” He continued, leaning down to me as our noses touched and my smile turned into a small grin. I nodded, pulling him into a kiss as I wrapped my arms around his neck, my hand running down the back of his head and he gave a light hum, his arms keeping me flush to him. I could really use a bigger.. More intimate distraction, but this would do. I just had to keep trying to live in the moment. I could do that.

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December was pretty calm for us, the days leading up to Christmas were amazing and we had put up a small tree and decorated the apartment. It felt so cozy here, and as I sat in the living room after getting home from a meeting with Fury to go over the information I could give him about the upcoming months, which was much to nothing until almost a year later, which he was mostly pleased with. I also went over most of what I do know and how I can get answers if I don’t immediately know them and he let me go within the hour. Now I got to just sit with my hot chocolate and book, waiting for Steve to get back from a day of work at the headquarters. It was the day before christmas eve and our last day of work before a week off and I was so ready to just cuddle up with him and spend it all under the covers, but now with a book in my hand, I was so absorbed in it that I didn’t even hear the door opening. I only realized Steve got home when I suddenly saw a flash beside me and I turned to look at him, a startled and then relieved look on my face to see him there with a grin on his face.

“Welcome home, Honey.” I smiled, getting up as he walked over, wrapping my arms around him. He grinned and tilted my chin up, kissing me softly.

“I missed you, baby.” He muttered and I smiled, hugging him close. “So, Tony said he was sending us some presents. How bad do you think they’ll be?” He asked and I chuckled, shrugging as I really didn’t know.

“I have no idea.” I chuckled before there was a knock on the door and both of us furrowed our brows. “Are we expecting anyone?” I asked but he frowned and shook his head.

“I don’t think so.” He said, giving me a small kiss before heading to the door and a man in a UPS uniform was there, white hair and glasses on his aged face. I just walked over and then froze, realizing it was Stan Lee and I had to use all my brain power to not cry, scream or act insane.

“Delivery for Lynnette and Steve Rogers.” He said and Steve gave a small chuckle, taking the clip board from his hands.

“Guess Tony already sent the gifts.” Steve mused as he signed the paper, Stan nodded and took the clip board again.

“Yea, delivery from a, Tony Stank.” He said and I had to hide behind a wall as I started laughing, crouching down as I buried my head in my hands. I heard Steve laugh lightly as he took the few boxes the delivery man had given him before bidding him goodbye and closing the door.

“Alright, I get that was funny, but your heart was freaking out before that. Why?” Steve asked as he came around the corner, noticing me crouched on the ground, a hand over my mouth as I was trying to calm myself and he chuckled, furrowing his brows. “Why?” He asked and I stood up after a moment, bitting my lip before I grinned.

“That was Stan Lee.” I grinned and he furrowed his brows.

“Who?” He asked and I bit my lip.

“The creator of Marvel. Creator of all the movies and co-creator of a lot of the comics!” I said and his eyes widened, looking at the door and then me.

“The creator of Marvel.. Is a delivery man?” He asked and I grinned.

“He plays a different character in pretty much every movie, usually only a single cameo.” I said as I chuckled. “He's the guard at the Smithsonian Museum in 2014. He was in the bar Thor went to when he first came to earth, in like 2016 he’s a delivery driver again, I think another time he’s just on a bus and has like 1 line. But I can’t believe he came here!” I said, excitement written on my face as I waved my hands and he grinned at me.

“I’m glad you got to meet him.” He said quietly and I looked at him, pulling him close.

“I think this Christmas just keeps getting better and better.” I said and he grinned.

“Well, I hope the present I have for you makes it even better.” He said and I raised an eyebrow.

“Can I get a hint?” I asked and he thought for a moment before chuckling.

“Don’t shake the box.” He said and I gave him a questioning and slightly suspicious look.

“Is it glass?” I asked and he laughed but shook his head.

“No guessing.” He said and I groaned, burying my face in his shirt.

“Fine, but that means no guessing what your present is.” I said and he sighed dramatically, as if almost mocking me.

“Oh, whatever shall I do?” He mused and I chuckled before he leaned down to kiss me. “Now, should we wrap these, or open them?” He asked as we parted and I grinned.

“We could open one and leave the rest for Christmas.” I suggested and he grinned, kissing my forehead before grabbing a box and leading me to the couch.

“That sounds like a great idea.” He said and I grinned as he opened it carefully, revealing an old record player, the one Steve had in the movies and I grinned.

“I wondered when you were going to get this.” I mused and Steve chuckled.

“You knew I would get a record player?” He asked and I shrugged.

“I didn’t know Tony gave it to you, but yea, you have a record player in one of the movies. I was wondering why I never saw it, but I guess this is why.” I chuckled and he smiled, pulling me close as I inspected it. “Guess we’ll have to go record shopping sometime soon.” I said when Steve hummed, kissing my cheek as he pulled me close.

“Sounds like we’ve got our first date after the holidays then.” He said before he moved to put the box away, only to realize it wasn't empty. “Hey, wait, this has more in it.” He carefully slid the thin package out and chuckled.

“Guess he remembered a vinyl afterall.” He mused, handing it to me as he let me own it, a ‘It's Been a Long, Long Time’ by Harry James and Kitty Kallen record sliding out with a small envelope, a single sided note inside.

‘For the Lovebirds.

P.S. Try to not give her too much super serum this holiday, Capsicle. We don’t need any super babies right now.’

I felt my face turn red at the note, both at calling us lovebirds and also the comment about super babies. Steve also blushed and rolled his eyes at the note, sighing as he sat back down beside me and wrapped his arm around my shoulders.

“Damn Stark.” He mumbled as I chuckled, kissing his cheek which made his face get redder too.

“Oh, but he’s right that we don’t need any super babies right now. Thankfully I am on birth control, so hopefully we shouldn’t have to worry about any of that happening.” I said and he gave a small chuckle, kissing me softly.

“Truthfully, I don’t even know if I can still have kids.” He said and I grinned.

“Well, originally you do definitely end up having kids by 2025, so you definitely can.” I said and his smile softened, his eyes looking into mine as he put a hand on my cheek.

“So, I get a family by the end of all this?” He asked and my face softened.

“I don’t think you realize that you’re already making one.” I said, gesturing to Tony’s card. “But in the end, if you want a family like a wife and kids in the future, it is entirely your choice if that happens. Just know that until about 2018-2022 it may be a bad time for those things.” I said and he gave a small chuckle before his eyes softened at me, a quiet filling the space for only a moment.

“Do I know the person I end up with?” He asked and I felt myself falter a little.

“Yes.. but I don’t know if you’ll see her again if I change anything in the future.” I said and he was quiet for a moment as he stared at me, like he was trying to decide something.

“What if.. I choose someone different then?” He asked and I furrowed my brows at him then shrugged.

“You can always choose someone else.” I mused before tilting my head slightly. “Have someone in mind?” I asked, genuinely forgetting for a moment my situation which made him smile slightly before that smile turned into a grin and he pulled me close.

“I think I might.” He said, staring into my eyes before I realized he meant me and my face turned pink.

“Steve, I-”

“I love you, Lynette.” He said and I felt both like my heart was beating out of my chest and like it was breaking all at once. I put a hand on his cheek, feeling tears coming to my eyes as I smiled, a small and disbelieving laugh leaving me.

“I love you too, Stevie.” I said before our lips met. God, this world might bring me more heartbreak than the last one. Why does he have to make me fall so deeply in love with him when I have so many secrets?

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It was now August of 2013, and I was pacing around anxiously. It was getting closer and closer to January and my anxiety has been bubbling in wait for everything to hit the fan. Steve did his best to reassure me when it got bad, but at times, him holding me, whispering how much he loves me and will stay, it felt worse. My gut knew how he would react to this. It’s how anyone would react to this. It was just a suspenseful and terrifying waiting game to see the end result. What’s worse is that I had to stay around him as much as possible if I wanted to save everything. Like right now, how I needed to help someone, before the bad things even happened. I need to give Thor a warning, one that might confuse him for the next few months until it happens. Steve was currently on a mission, like he had been for the last 4 days and I was outside, Maria with me as I approached the field beside the Avengers compound nearby. I had been trying to get in contact with Thor for weeks, trying to catch him on his next time down to earth but it was so difficult with how brief he can be. I was at my last option. Hoping and praying he or Heimdall.

“You’re sure about this?” Maria asked and I gave her a tight smile and nod.

“If he hears me, either one of them, they’ll let me know. I don’t care if Heimdall brings me to Asgard for a quick talk, or if Thor just hears me and comes down. I’ll be happy with any kind of communication right now.” I said with a small shrug and she nodded, staying back a bit as I walked into the open field. I stopped and took a deep breath, looking up at the sky. “Okay.. I know you should be able to hear me, Heimdall, I really need to talk to Thor. I know you have to stay at the bifrost, but please, if you or Thor can talk to me for a moment, I would really appreciate it. The Queen will be in trouble in a few months, and I just don’t want Thor to be completely blindsided. Please.” I said, closing my eyes as I waited for anything, a moment passing before I sighed, about to go walk away when I was suddenly surrounded by bright and colourful lights, a small scream coming from me as I was flows up aggressively into the sky, only to fall forward on the ground a moment later as the light and colours vanished. I gasped and panted, my heart racing before I opened my eyes, gasping as I saw the mirror-level shiny gold floor under me. I looked up instantly and saw Heimdall himself, all dressed in gold as he held a hand out to me.

Captain's Snowflake (Steve Rogers x Reader) Part 10

Marvel Masterlist Season 1

—Lynnette’s POV—

It was October now and it had been 2 months since Steve and I moved to Washington. I thought we were settling in nicely, with training and living. And I think me being so used to slightly more advanced technologies then what was super common in this year, it made helping Steve adjust a lot easier. Like his phone and figuring out how to use the internet. He seemed to enjoy watching me play games though, using my laptop that was from my world. He did make a joke about how much I liked The Long Dark, it being a game based in Canada and all, but he watched me play either way. It was nice when I was playing on the bed or something, my computer in my lap as Steve sat behind me.

We have had small talks, both of us unsure what we were for now, but he did tell me about him saying I was his girl to the neighbor, Sharon. I felt a small bit of smugness at that, not liking her as a character much anyways but I knew I needed to show her basic politeness and respect. At least for now. I told him that I would love to be his girl and that was kind of it. I still had my apartment, mainly because we were still being subtle about our relationship at work. Fury probably wouldn't be happy with this and Steve was concerned he'd take it out on me, so though we spent every minute outside work together in some way, we always had to remain as friends at work. Which granted, led to long moments of yearning when he was away on missions. Most only lasting a day or two, but he'd been on one that was 4 days long and we had to say goodbye at work and fuck it was painful to not kiss before he left. That was actually the most recent mission, and I was training by myself when he came back.

I was on the balance beam when Steve came in, trying to concentrate on steadying myself as I slowly lifted my one hand from the beam, balancing on one hand. My hand shook, but I closed my eyes and steadied myself. Just then I felt a hand on my back and I squeaked, losing my balance only to feel an arm catch my legs as I fell. I closed my eyes, only to open them and realize Steve was now holding me bridle style, still in his mission gear and dirty.

“You're getting good at that.” He mused and I blushed, throwing my arms around his neck as he put my legs down. I pulled him into a kiss and he gave a deep sigh, arms wrapping around my waist.

“I missed you.” I said softly as we parted, a small playful smirk crossing his face.

“You just couldn't wait until we got out of here, could you?” He asked and I shook my head, our foreheads touching.

“No, I could not.” I said and he chuckled, kissing me softly before we split apart.

“You up for heading home in a bit? I just got to change.” He asked and I nodded, chuckling a little.

“Well, it's October so I personally wouldn't like to walk home in a leotard, but yes, after I also change I would be up for heading home.” I said as I picked up my bag and water bottle and he chuckled, both of us heading to the doors.

“You know, if you need any help with that..” He trailed off, a small playful smile on his face as I gave him a coy smile.

“You make those jokes, but I know if asked, you'd probably be too flustered the whole time to make a move.” I shot back and he put a hand to his chest, faking a wounded look.

“You say that like I have no confidence.” He said and I smirked.

“I never said that, but you are pretty old fashioned. I might be too much for you.” I mused, a small look of surprise on his face as he blinked at me.

“You, too much for me?” He asked like it was unbelievable and I chuckled, stopping as I turned to him.

“Well, I don't know how much experience you have, but I know modern day sexuality is a bit more.. wild then what was back in the 40s.” I said and he blushed before he smirked and pulled me closed by my waist.

“Im sure I can handle you.” He said, voice low and I grinned.

“Maybe we should get some dinner tonight and we can see just how well you can handle me.” I suggested and he smirked, kissing me softly.

“Be ready by 8.” He mused and I grinned, our lips connecting in a slightly rougher dance, a tiny moan leaving me as the kiss left us breathless.

“Kiss me like that again and we won't make it to 8.” I breathed and he grinned, before we continued to the change rooms, both of us changing then heading home.

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By 8, Steve was leading me out the door, myself in pants since we were taking his motorcycle, headed to a small diner he picked out. It felt warm when we stepped inside, and they even had an old jukebox which I was excited to see. I loved older things, finding beauty in the history you can see. Steve chuckled as my eyes lit up at it and he led me to a booth just beside it as it played soft music.

“Now this is the type of date I expected from you.” I said, since all our other dates were more fancy, Tony's presence made it nearly impossible to play something simple. Steve gave a small nervous chuckle and looked down at his hands.

“I uh.. know it's not much, but these places just feel more..” He started and I smiled.

“Familiar?” I finished and he nodded, his eyes looking at me with a slightly nervous expression. “Can I tell you something?” I asked after a moment and he nodded. I leaned in and he did too, a playful smirk on my face.

“I like this date a lot more than the others.” I mused and he smiled, a bit of relief filling his face as he gave a small sigh.

“I was actually really worried you wouldn't like it.” He said and I chuckled, shrugging as we leaned back, my hand reaching over to grab his.

“Steve, I grew up going to small diners and family restaurants. Sure, fancy is nice sometimes, but I'd rather that for special occasions or holidays anyways.” I said and he chuckled, nodding slightly when I smirked. “Besides, I think if we wanted a fancy dinner, we could make one ourselves and it would be even better, because it would be just us the whole night.” I said and he chuckled, giving another nod.

“You make a good point there. I don't know how fancy my cooking is but that cake you made for my birthday was way better than anything Tony's paid for.” He said and I chuckled, thanking him before a waitress came up to us, giving us some menus while we both ordered drinks, Steve with a plain coffee and me with a tea.

“Im glad you liked the cake. It was a recipe my mother made when I was younger.” I said and he smiled, looking at our hands together as his thumb rubbed the back of my hand softly. “Penny for your thoughts?” I asked and he looked up at me, his eyes seeming to soften as his smile grew, shaking his head lightly.

“Just thinking.” He said and I chuckled.

“About?” I asked and he looked to the side for a moment, giving a small chuckle.

“Just.. you make me feel like just, a normal guy.” He said with a content sigh and I smiled.

“Steve, there is no such thing as a ‘normal guy’. You are just you, and you deserve to be treated like a person.” I said, before looking down at his hand and biting my lip slightly. “Even if you are literally the best man I have ever met.” I said and he blushed, looking down at the table as he gave a small laugh.

“I’m not the best, I’m sure of that.” He said as our waitress brought our drinks over, both of us ordering our food and thanked her before I looked back at Steve, but his eyes were already on me like they never left.

“Well, maybe I’ve just had a fair share of shitty men before you, but I think plenty of women would agree with me about you.” I mused and he chuckled, shrugging.

“I guess I can’t argue with that, but do know that I do not believe I am perfect.” He said and I gave a soft smile, giving his hand a small squeeze.

“I don’t expect you to be. I just expect you to be you, the same sweet and caring guy you always have been.” I said, grinning as he smiled and brought my hand up to his lips, kissing my hand as he stared into my eyes.

“That I can do.” He said and I giggled, blushing. I think this has definitely been the best date ever so far.

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Entering the apartment all smiles and giggles was probably exactly how I wanted this night to end, Steve’s hand on my waist as we entered and he kissed my cheek, letting me go sit on the couch as he went to the kitchen. It wasn’t a moment later that he returned with a wine bottle and two glasses, holding them up to me with a raised eyebrow as I chuckled and nodded. He grinned as he sat down next to me and opened the bottle.

“I didn’t know you had wine.” I mused before furrowing at the strange writing, Steve gave a small chuckle and poured us a glass, pouring less for me which made me slightly frown.

“Uh, Thor actually gave this to me. He gave us all small gifts after the fight as a small apology.” He said and my eyes widened as I picked up my glass. Now I get why he didn’t give me a lot.

“I’ve always wondered what asgardian alcohol tasted like. Have you really been saving it this whole time?” I asked and he gave me a sheepish smile.

“Well, I wasn’t meaning to save it specifically for this, but I think tonight we might.. Deserve a drink or two to relax.” He said as he held up his wine glass, a grin coming to my face as we clinked our glasses together.

“I think that sounds perfect.” I said before we both took a sip and I was pleasantly surprised at the lack of alcohol taste. It made me feel warm though, and it was quite sweet. I looked at Steve as he looked at the wine then me and I shrugged.

“I don’t know much about wine but this is pretty good.” I said and he grinned and nodded.

“I’ll have to agree with that. Definitely one of the better ones I’ve ever had.” He mused and I giggled, leaning into him as we talked for a while, eventually Steve put on some cooking show in the background as we talked and drank more wine.

We were having so much fun just laughing and talking together, our cheeks turning red as the alcohol started to hit us hard. It wasn’t long before we both put our glasses down and his hands pulled me close, our lips locking as he pulled me onto his lap. I couldn’t think straight from the alcohol but that didn’t stop my hands from wandering down his chest, a low groan coming from him when my fingers touched the skin under his shirt. His hands wrapped around my waist, one moving down to my hip when he started to trail his kisses down my neck, soft moans escaping me while I tilted my head to give him more access.

“Oh, Steve..” I moaned, and his hand ran down to grab my ass, pulling me closer as I gasped. I pressed my chest against his and ran my fingers through his hair, a groan coming from him before he stood up, his hands under my thighs as he walked to the bedroom, his lips finding mine again in a heated makeout. He leaned over me as he laid me on the bed, both of us in a drunk haze as our shirts and pants came off, his lips leaving love bites all over my neck and down my chest. His hands came around to the clasp of my bra, undoing it as he tossed it across the room, taking a moment to stare down at my bare chest with a drunk and hazy look, adoration in his eyes as he gazed at me.

“You’re so beautiful..” He groaned, taking a nipple into his mouth and I gasped. I wrapped my legs around his hips, pulling them flush with mine as he groaned loudly, shuddering as I felt his large bulge pressing against my clothed heat. My fingers tugged at his hair, one of his hands groping my thigh before his fingers inched between my legs. I let out a loud moan as his fingers slid up my soaked panties and he let out another groan, his mouth letting my skin go as he looked up at me with an intoxicated smile that made my heart soar.

“Are you really this wet just for me?” He asked, looking genuinely flustered as I blushed. His hair was messy and his face was flushed and god, he looked so damn perfect.

“You're the only man I've been spending my nights with.” I hummed and he grinned, leaning forward as he captured my lips in his. His palm moved up to the edge of my panties before he swiftly ripped them off and I gasped quietly, his tongue using that chance to enter my mouth. Fuck, I loved kissing this man. We parted with panting breaths, his kisses moving down my neck and chest, taking extra time to give some extra kisses and hickeys the lower he went. He took his time with my body, his eyes half lidded as his lips and hands traced my stomach and hips, goosebumps left rising on my skin wherever he touched.

“Stevie, please..” I whined and felt him shiver, hesitating in his worship of my body.

“Hold on baby girl. Promise I'll make you feel so good, just hold on.” He slurred, his hands spreading my thighs as he leaned his head down to kiss my inner thigh. I moaned and grabbed his hair, my grip tightening as he got closer and he groaned out, his hands were squeezing my thighs and ass before he got close enough to place a soft kiss on my cunt. “So pretty.. I wanna make her purr.” He breathed, staring down at my exposed pussy as I blushed and squirmed, his hot breath making my hairs stand on end.

It was only a second later that I was letting out a gasp and cry as Steve's tongue roughly plunged into my sopping wet hole. I threw my head back, only being able to listen to the sounds of me and him, groans and moans filling the room as his long tongue soon trailed up to my clit and I felt my legs shake. My senses felt tripled, his hands on my skin, grabbing my hips and thighs; It felt like I was going to burst. He was groaning loud, seeming to moan at the taste of me which made my head feel fuzzy, his voice making small vibrations that made me cry out, praises for him falling from my lips. He released me for one brief moment, looking up at me and grinning as I whined and looked down at him, only for him to lick a long stripe up my slit, laying his tongue flat on my clit all while looking right at me and holy shit was he hot. I moaned, his tongue continuing to play with my clit as I felt that familiar coil in me tightening as I threw my head back.

“Stevie.. Oh god, Steve, I'm gonna..” I was cut off by a moan as he buried his face in my cunt like he was starving. His tongue reached as deep he could get, it was like he was making out with my cunt and it felt amazing. I don't think I've ever had a guy go down on me before. My eyes rolled back, hands tugging on his hair as I came, crying out his name.

“Steve~!” I cried, his tongue slowly stopping, eventually just lightly licking and kissing my sensitive pussy as I softly moaned and whined. He raised his head after a moment and crawled up my body till he reached my lips, kissing me feverishly, like he was even drunker than before. I moaned as I tasted myself on his tongue, I could just smell myself on him and god it drove me wild. One of my hands trailed down his chest and stomach before they reached the waistband of his boxers and he groaned into the kiss, parting for a moment as he looked at me.

“Do you want this?” He asked, trying to be as sincere as his very drunk state would allow and I felt myself melt inside. He was still asking me, even when I was making advances for it, and it was so sweet to me.

“I do if you do.” I smiled and he grinned, kissing me before he kicked off his underwear and grabbed my legs.

“I really really do.” He said, voice low and I felt myself shiver before he leaned down to kiss me again. He spread my thighs wide, settling between them as he lined himself up with my entrance and I felt like I was in a dream. This really was the perfect way to end a night.

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I woke up the next morning, aching and feeling sore between my legs, but something was so warm around me and there was such a peaceful beating in my ears that I just sighed. I opened my eyes slowly, realizing I was laying on Steve's bare chest as my head started to pound and I winced. What happened last night? We had dinner, came home and had some wine..

The wine.

My eyes widened as I looked down at the two of us and I felt my face turn bright red, at more than just his naked body on mine. I suddenly remembered last night and felt a shiver going through me, squeezing my thighs together as I looked up at Steve's peaceful face, his lips slightly open as soft snores came from him. I bit my lip and stared at him for a moment, watching as he breathed softly, looking like he had never once felt an ounce of stress in his life and I felt myself melt back into his hold.

I kissed his chest, moving up his neck slowly to kiss his cheek, his face scrunching up slightly before he relaxed again. I kissed his forehead and then his nose, finally pressing my lips to his as he took in a deep breath through his nose and kissed me back, his arms tightening around me as he finally seemed to wake up. He gave a pleased hum as his hands caressed my back only for him to pause as his brows furrowed, his own minor hangover hitting him too. I pulled back and smiled at him softly, his eyes squinting at the light as he looked at me with furrowed brows.

“I think we drank just a little too much wine.” I said with a small laugh and he smiled, looking down at us as he hummed and nodded.

“Maybe more than a little.” He said and I giggled, his morning voice making my brain pause for a moment as I held myself back, not wanting to jump him this early in the morning. Not yet at least. He stared at me for a moment with a small smile before giving a sigh as he brought a hand to my face. “I didn't mean to be drunk for our first time. I'm sorry about that.” He said, sounding disappointed but I chuckled, leaning in to kiss him softly.

“Neither of us intended to get drunk, but that's okay.” I said before a playful smile came over my face, tracing small shapes on his chest as I bit my lip. “As long as I still remember what happened, I’m more than okay with it actually.” I said and he sucked in a breath, closing his eyes before he let out a breathy chuckle and nodded.

“I will say, last night was pretty great.” He said and I raised a brow.

“Just ‘great’?” I asked and he grinned, his hand on my cheek as he pulled me in.

“Maybe a bit more than just great.” He mused and I grinned, our lips meeting in a soft kiss. We laid in bed for a while, both of us having the day off to spend how we wanted and we chose to stay here in the warmth of each other, cuddling until Steve decided it was time for training.

He pulled me up despite my protests, our body's colliding as he put a hand on the back of my head, kissing me deeply. I melted into his hold, too enamoured to care as we got dressed and he took my hand to lead me out of the apartment. We took his motorcycle to the gym and my hands totally didn't slide under to touch his stomach as I held on to him. I kept my chin on his shoulder, his leather jacket cool to the touch on my warm skin and it made me hug him closer, my hair whipping around in the wind behind us.

Captain's Snowflake (Steve Rogers x Reader) Part 9

Marvel Masterlist Season 1

—Steve’s POV—

I heard a rapid knock on my doors, going to stand when the door opened anyways and Tony, Clint and Natasha barged in.

“What was the point of knocking if you were going to come in anyways?” I asked and Tony shrugged.

“Make sure you're not naked?” He said and I scoffed.

“Yea, sure.” I rolled my eyes before spotting all the bags in their arms. “What is this?” I asked hesitantly as they dumped the bags onto my bed.

“Hopefully something to make Lynnette make a move on you, because I truly believe you are helpless in romance.” Tony said casually and I looked at him offended.

“Im not hopeless.” I scoffed but they all paused and looked at me with unconvinced faces. “I managed to ask her out without your help.” I pointed out as Natasha smirked.

"Yeah, only HYDRA decided to crash it. What are you planning for the make-up dinner?” She asked and I scratched the back of my neck sheepishly.

“I uh.. wasn't entirely sure. We don't even know how much HYDRA knows about her or why they are after her.” I said as I sighed. “I don't want to pick something that could be ruined by someone coming after her.” Natasha put a hand on my shoulder.

“We'll figure out what HYDRA knows and wants eventually. Right now, we can't let them make us stop living, especially you, Rogers.” She said as Clint nodded.

“HYDRA took 70 years from you. It's time to get back out there, and Lynnette does seem like a pretty good choice.” He said before Tony furrowed his brows.

“Why do you like her anyways?” He asked and I looked at him for a moment in confusion making him shrug. “What? It's a valid question.” He said and I sighed, looking down at the table.

“I.. I don't know. I just, feel like something is pulling me to her. I can't explain it.” I said, making Natasha smile softly. “She doesn't just look at me like I'm some science project. She doesn't see me as a super soldier. She just sees me as me, the kid from Brooklyn. It feels..” I couldn't finish my sentence as I sighed, my shoulders slumping.

“Like she sees you, not just the name attached to you?” Nat suggested and I smiled at her, nodding slightly as I wrung my hands together.

“Yea.. She actually makes me forget about all the stuff that's happened when I'm with her. She just feels like this light to be around.” I said and Tony was quiet before he cleared his throat.

“Alright, enough sappy shit. You, take these, go change.” He said, shoving some bags into my hands and I looked at him, unimpressed and he rolled his eyes. “Yea, be annoyed all you want, we're trying to get you laid here.” He said and I rolled my eyes, ignoring the red of my ears at the mention of.. ‘getting laid’. I didn't know if I could even bring myself to think such things about Lynn without feeling guilty. She seems so young and innocent, god it made me feel so guilty if I looked at her with anything but pure thoughts.

I looked into the bags they had given me, a lot of sweaters, coats and cardigans were in it, some sweatpants too, even though I had plenty of those, all looking very cozy and they felt expensively soft. I sighed and looked at myself in the bathroom mirror, biting my cheek for a moment before giving another sigh, getting out one of the sweaters, a simple knit one that had small knitted patterns going down the sides. It was comfortable, but it felt weird, not used to such soft and warm materials. Normally my body already ran warm, so I didn't need sweaters that often anymore. I held it up to me in the mirror, tilting my head as I thought of what Lynn might think. I put it down, moving into another bag and pulling out a dark grey knit cardigan. I turned it over in my hands before sliding it on, looking at myself in the mirror before I sighed. This felt ridiculous.

“How's it going in there?” Nat asked as she knocked on the door. I sighed and opened it, her eyes looking me over before she nodded. “Cute. I think the white sweater would look better though.” She said and I looked at her before turning back to the white sweater I had first picked up.

“Which one do you think Lynn would like more?” I asked, feeling my face heat up at my question, the grin spreading to all of their faces at my nerves.

“Put the white sweater on.” Clint suggested and I sighed, taking the dark grey cardigan off and putting on the white overhead sweater.

“That one.” They all said immediately before they laughed and grinned, Tony clapping his hands.

“Alright, let me know when he needs a haircut or anything else, cause I dont want to puke seeing the googly eyes Lynn is gonna be making once she sees you.” He said before bidding his goodbye as Nat started fixing my hair.

“What are you doing? Stop it.” I said, batting her hands away when she lightly smacked me on the back of my head.

“Hold still, you still have dirt in your hair from the mission.” She said and I rolled my eyes, huffing as she finally took her hands away from my hair. “Now, go see what she thinks.” She said and I looked at her confused.

“Now? Right now?” I asked, feeling a slight panic as she and a grinning Clint started pulling me out of my room. “Wait, Im not ready. I dont even know what to say to her.” I said, trying to pull back from them but Natasha grinned.

“Hey Lynn?!” She called and my eyes widened, hearing her call back asking what's up. “Need your opinion on some clothes!” She said and I soon heard quiet footsteps walking towards my room and I froze. Clint patted my shoulder as he chuckled.

“Try not to turn into a cherry again when talking to her. You have a tendency to do that.” He mused with a laugh as I huffed, only for Lynn to step into my doorway and freeze at the sight of me. We all looked at her, waiting for a reaction when her face turned bright red and her eyes widened slightly, before suddenly she put a hand over her mouth and nose.

“Give me a moment, please.” She squeaked out before dashing off, but I could hear her heart speed up as soon as she saw me. I looked at Nat and Clint with furrowed brows before Nat nodded to the door.

“You just going to let her run away, Cap?” Clint asked and I looked between them for a moment before I took off after her.

“Lynn, wait.” I called after her, seeing her pause in front of her bedroom door. “Im sorry, are you okay?” I asked and she gave a small nervous laugh.

“Why are you apologizing?” She asked, her hand still over her nose and I frowned.

“I.. You ran away, I thought maybe I did something.” I said, making her laugh before she opened her room door.

“I ran away because I took one look at you and got a nosebleed.” She mused as she made a beeline for the box of tissues on her bed. I furrowed my brows, not understanding how she got a nosebleed from that.

“How.. I gave you a nosebleed?” I asked and she chuckled, holding a tissue to her nose, the cotton turning black where it soaked up her blood. She chuckled and shrugged.

“This is not the first time this has happened.” She mused and I looked at her in disbelief as I chuckled.

“Really?” I asked and she looked at me like I had 3 heads.

“Honey, when you got the serum and stepped out of that machine, I swear I just about fainted. Not to mention you in a uniform or sweatpants.” She rambled before her cheeks darkened and her nose started bleeding more. “God damnit, why do you have to be so fucking hot?” She muttered as she turned and grabbed more tissue, walking to her bathroom as I stood there, my own face bright red.

“I uh.. I didn't know I had that effect on you.” I said, letting out a breathy laugh, feeling flustered at how obvious her physical attraction was to me now. She let out a loud laugh as she walked back into the room.

“Sir, I can't even look at a glazed donut without thinking about you. In a way, I blame you for how dirty my brain is now.” She said and I furrowed my brows and laughed.

“Why a donut?” I asked and she grinned.

“Again, when you stepped out of that damn machine all shirtless and sweaty. You looked like a glazed donut and I will never be the same after seeing that.” She said and I couldn't help but laugh as I stepped closer to her, a small playful smile coming onto my face.

“Well, then you must have a favourite look on me. What's better? Me shirtless, or in a sweater?” I asked and she grinned, her nose finally stopped bleeding as she looked me up and down.

“Hmm.. that's a really hard question.” She said and I could see her finger twitch, a smirk coming to my face.

“It is?” I asked, gently taking her hands as I placed them on me, a small hum coming from me as her hands ran down my stomach lightly. She wrapped her arms around me as she took a deep breath.

“I don't think either of those are my favourite looks on you.” She mused and I raised an eyebrow.

“Oh? then what is?” I asked and she grinned.

“Probably the mission suit you wear in 2022.” She said and I hummed.

“Ive got to wait 10 years before I get that suit though.” I chuckled but she grinned, her hands moving up my chest to wrap around my neck.

“And I've got to wait 10 years until you decide to grow a beard. I think if I can wait, so can you.” She mused and I raised an eyebrow.

“Oh? You want me to grow a beard, huh?” I asked and she giggled.

“You have no idea how wild you can drive me, Steve Rogers.” She hummed and I felt a boost of confidence at that, putting my hands on her waist.

“Anything specific?” I asked, my voice a little lower as she looked up at me with flustered eyes. My arms pulled her close, one of my hands trailing up her side until I cupped her cheek lightly.

“Why do you want to know?” She asked and I smirked, tilting her head up to mine.

“Tell me, and maybe I'll do it more often.” I said softly and felt her shiver under my touch.

“Oh, but just you being you is what I find most attractive.” She said, looking up at me through her lashes. “I won't lie, it's so hot to see a man be genuinely responsible and sweet. I don't think there's anything about you that can get better.” She mused and I felt heat going through my body. Her hands felt like a burning fire on me, like a heat I couldn't get enough of.

“Why don’t we find out?” I asked her and her eyes turned to me, a soft, shy look taking over her features.

“Are we still taking things slow?” She asked and I smiled, leaning down until our foreheads touched.

“If that’s what you want.” I hummed and she smiled, leaning up as she pressed her lips softly to mine. I melted against her, pulling her closer as our lips moved in sync, neither of us even noticed as Nat and Clint leaned their head in, grinning at us before silently leaving us be. We pulled apart slowly, both of us looking into each other's eyes for a moment before I couldn’t help myself as I leaned down quickly to bring her into another shiver-inducing kiss. By the time evening came around, her and I were tangled in bed, still clothed, as we watched another show she loved, desperate housewives. It was interesting, and for some reason oddly addictive. We got through the whole first season before we fell asleep, even having our dinner in her room. I hope it didn’t become a habit to spend the night here, but I couldn’t deny how nice it felt to have her in my arms.

Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if I slept in here with Lynn once in a while.

—Lynnette’s POV—

Waking up in Steve’s arms was becoming a bad habit. I’ve been here for 3 months in total and now was actually when Fury was relocating Steve to Washington. I was sad to see him go, figuring that I would stay here but when Fury said I would be going with him, saying Steve would be watching over me while I continued to train. So we were currently here, after falling asleep packing up our things, not much but enough that we were tired afterwards. I gave a pleasant sigh as I cuddled into his chest more, his strong arms wrapped around me as his face was tucked into my hair. I smiled and left a small kiss on his chest, closing my eyes as I settled again, feeling nice with the sun lightly shining down on us, birds softly chirping when I felt Steve take in a deep breath, his arms tightening around me. He made a small noise, curling around me more, making me giggle slightly, his face moving to the crook of my neck as he gave a big sigh. I rubbed his back and smiled, kissing his head.

“You know, eventually I’m not going to be able to sleep without you.” I muttered, kissing his head again as he gave a small hum.

“I guess I’ll need a bigger bed then.” He mused, his voice rough and sexy making me shiver as his nose trailed up my neck. “How’d you sleep?” He asked and I hummed, smiling as I gave a pleasant sigh.

“Great, as usual when you’re here.” I sighed and felt him give a low chuckle, looking up at me as he took in a deep breath, a smile on his face. “How about you, Stevie?” I asked and his smile widened a little more as he pulled me in for a soft kiss. I melted into his arms and sighed, our lips moving slowly as his hands held me tight to him.

“I love it when you call me that.” He said as we pulled apart and I smiled, hugging him tight. It was so relaxing to just lay there, both of us enjoying the calm when JARVIS just had to interrupt us.

“Ms. Laverna, Mr. Rogers, your plane to Washington leaves in 1 hour.” He said and I groaned, burying my face in Steve’s chest.

“JARVIS, you are lucky I won’t be around Billy or Tommy in the future. See how you like nice moments being interrupted.” I grumbled as Steve chuckled.

“Who’s Billy and Tommy?” Steve asked and I grinned.

“I don’t believe you ever meet them, and I may sound crazy if I tell you.” I said and he gave me a small smile.

“I promise, I’ll never think you’re crazy.” He said and I contemplated if I should tell him or not. Where’s the fun in knowing the future if I can’t tease people with it.

“Well, Billy and Tommy are the future kids of a future teammate and.. JARVIS.” I said and he blinked at me before his brows furrowed a moment later.

“JARVIS.. Has kids?” He asked and I chuckled.

“Well, he’s not called JARVIS by then, but yes.” I said and he looked at me in disbelief, like he was waiting for me to say it was a joke.

“You’re serious?” He asked and I chuckled, nodding and he turn onto his back, an arm still around me as he looked up at the ceiling.

“So, originally, JARVIS gets a girl and kids before me.” He said with a slight chuckle as he shook his head. “At least he got a happy ending I guess.” He said and I gave a sheepish smile, grimacing at knowing just how wrong he was. He looked at me and saw my face, his eyebrows raising.

“No happy ending?” He asked and my lips curled in as I looked away.

“Uh.. not exactly.” I said before looking at the ceiling. “But I will be trying to change that. He needs a happier ending.” I said and he looked at me curiously.

“Do I get a happy ending?” He asked and I paused, my smile faltering as I looked at him.

“You do, however it also absolutely pissed off all your fans and is completely out of character for you, so I'm going to make sure you get something better.” I said and he raised an eyebrow.

“Why does it piss you off?” He asked and I sighed, leaning my head against his chest before I looked up at him.

“Okay, I can’t tell you what happens but I do want you to know that I am changing it. You deserve a better ending. You and someone else.” I said and he raised a brow.

“You have someone in mind for me?” He asked, a small smirk on his face making me laugh.

“A friend, yes. Though, they are also the reason you might hate me.” I said, giving a small sigh before Steve let out a small huff.

“I swear, I will never hate you.” He said but I sighed and hugged him.

“If you knew the reason why, you wouldn’t say that.” I said, and a silence came over us, his arms still wrapped around me before he sat up.

“When do I find out what this reason is?” He asked and I sighed, sitting up too.

“January 2014.” I said and he was quiet for a moment before he pulled me close.

“Until then, I promise, I know I will never hate you, and I’m sure even after, I won’t hate you.” He said and I felt tears lining my eyes as I took in a shaky breath.

“If you do, I won’t blame you.” I said, my hands gripping his shirt lightly. He gave a small sigh and buried his nose in my hair.

“I swear, no matter what it is. You feel special to me, really special. Nothing will change that.” He said and I smiled, looking at him as his hand laid on my cheek. “Please believe that.” He whispered and I felt my heart thumping in my chest, our lips connecting softly.

“I do.” I said quietly, feeling him smile into the kiss before JARVIS interrupted us again, giving us a 45 minute warning. We sighed before we got up, getting dressed and ready before moving any last minute boxes onto the plane, Steve and I sitting by each other the whole ride to Washington. I think I fell asleep sometime on the flight because the next thing I knew I was being carried in someone's arms, smiling as I leaned in closer to the warmth, a strong heartbeat in my ear as I was surrounded by the delicious scent of Steve. “Stevie..” I mumbled, only to feel a kiss on my head a moment later, being set down on something soft. I gave a small whine as the warmth left me and I tried reaching a hand out when I felt something soft in my hands, the smell of Steve filling my senses. I pulled the fabric closer, hugging it to my chest as I smiled in my sleep, giving a content sigh, falling back into a sleep filled with delightful dreams of Steve.

—Steve’s POV—

I smiled at Lynnette, seeing her asleep on my new bed, my sweater I was just wearing clutched in her hands. I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face as I continued bringing boxes inside. Lynn was supposed to be in the apartment next door, but I didn’t mind it if she chose to stay in here with me. I had grown used to having her around since we lived on the same floor of the tower and now, I guess it would feel weird to not have her in my spaces. I was just bringing the last box up when the door opposite Lynn's apartment opened up and a blonde woman walked out, seeming to pause at the sight of me before she smiled.

“Sorry, I didn’t realize people were moving in today.” She said and I smiled, giving a small nod.

“We’re just moving in, sorry if I’m in your way.” I said sheepishly, moving out of her way as her eyes lingered on me.

“Oh, no worries.” She said before her brows furrowed. “We?” She asked and I blushed slightly, giving a small chuckle.

“My girl, Lynnette, fell asleep on the way here. She’s taking a nap right now.” I said and she raised an eyebrow, disappointment reading on her face but I didn’t notice.

“Your girl?” She asked and I realized what I said.

“Uh, yea.. I uh.. My girl.” I said and she gave a small nod.

“Well, it was nice meeting you. I’ll let you get settled then.” She said as she turned to enter her apartment again.

“I’m Steve, by the way.” I said, figuring I should at least be polite to a neighbor and she turned to me, smiling slightly.

“Kate.” She said before closing her door and I entered my apartment. I sighed as I set the box down, before hearing rustling in the bedroom and my smile widened, entering the room to see Lynn sat up, looking groggy but her eyes lit up at the sight of me before she pouted.

“You let me sleep.” She said and I chuckled, coming over and kissing her head. I nodded and sat down next to her. “But I wanted to help.” She pouted and I chuckled, hugging her.

“You looked so nice just sleeping though, especially holding my sweater in your sleep.” I mused and she blushed, biting her lip as I smiled.

“It smells like you…” She said softly and I chuckled.

“I guess it’s a good thing Nat got me those sweaters then, huh?” I asked and she grinned.

“I’m gonna have to thank her for that.” She chuckled. “You have no idea how hard it is to keep my hands off of you. I mean, before it was hard but now, you really drive me wild.” She admitted, her arms wrapping around me as I smirked.

“Well, we are finally alone.” I said, my hand trailing up her side. “No one's stopping your hands now.” I mused and she grinned, her lips finding mine as she climbed onto my lap. Fuck, I hope she stays here with me.

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