Steve x Pregnant!Reader x Tony x Loki "Y/N!" 2/2
Note(s): This is the chapter where the gender and father of the baby is revealed
•This was semi-proof read
Pairing(s): Tony x F!Reader; Steve x F!Reader; Loki x Reader (You know how he appears out of no where)
I looked over at Steve and sighed softly. He wasn't angry at me like I expected him to be. He was broken and I saw it in his eyes. I felt a pain in my chest. Was I having a heart attack? Am I feeling guilt? This is all so new.
-Well guilt. Not the heart attack.
I looked over at Steve, he's been quiet all day. I've been trying to talk to him to hear any news about Y/N and the baby, but he just wouldn't talk to me. He wouldn't talk to anyone.
It was lunch time, Steve still stayed to himself. I walked over to him and put my drink down, slamming it a bit to demand attention.
The blonde stayed quiet and looked down at his food.
"Where is she?" I asked him.
"Who is she?" Steve asked in monotone.
"You know exactly who- Where is Y/N?" I asked him again.
Steve looked at me. "Haven't you done enough? She left me and you know this. Why do you wanna know? Are you gonna run off with her and the kid?"
"I don't...I don't know." I said and looked down.
I wanted to text Y/N, but it seemed liked she blocked herself from the rest of the world. Maybe it is time I called her, it's been three months.
God I missed Steve so much. I miss waking up in the morning with his arms wrapped around my waist and my face pressed against his chest.
I constantly ask myself why I chose to run off with Tony of all people. I've been talking to my therapist and she told me to put my past behind and to focus on my own health and the health of my baby, but I just can't stop thinking about it.
I sat on the couch in my new apartment, I moved in here about two months ago, when I ran off, I stayed at my cousin's place for a while since he was generous to let me stay.
I looked at the tv and went to find the remote. My phone started ringing, Tony was calling. I sighed and worked up the courage to pick up the vibrating iPhone.
"Y-Y/N?" Tony asked. He sounded nervous and scared at first as if he called the wrong number.
"Tony. Hey." I said softly.
"Y/N how are you?" Tony asked.
"I'm good..why'd you wait three months to contact me?" I asked him, "Never changed my number."
"I just thought you didn't want to hear from me again. I thought you cut yourself off from the rest of us. I want to be there for you. I want to help you." Tony said.
I sighed softly, "Tony. I can't. I don't even know who's baby it is. I can't have you taking care for me and it ends up to be Steve's."
"Still can't believe Steve's not a virgin." Tony mumbled softly.
I rolled my eyes, "So..you care about me?" I asked him, my voice soft, I didn't believe him.
"Yes, I do. I'm sorry. It's my fault you're even in this mess. I shouldn't have gotten so close to you." Tony sighed.
"It's no more your fault than it is mine. I betrayed Steve and I broke him. Is he still upset?" I asked.
"Yeah. He finally spoke to me today when I asked about you. He's in...he's in a bitchy mood, maybe you can come down and cheer him up?" Tony suggested.
"I am the last person that Steve would want to see." I scoffed and rolled my eyes, I had to be crazy if I thought Steve would want to see me after what I did.
"I think you're wrong. Please Y/N? For me?"
"No, Tony." I pulled the phone away, about to hang up.
"Y/N! Please." Tony pleaded, "Steve isn't himself snd I feel like he really needs you. I feel guilty. It's so weird and right now I just feel like I have to make everything right again. Please.."
"Tony, I'm sorry. I just don't think this is a good idea..." I sighed softly. I hung up and looked down at my phone.
A tear rolled from my eye and landed violently onto my phone. I looked at the splattered tear snd decided to text Steve.
My brain hurts. It's been driving me crazy for the past couple of months. How did I not see this coming? Tony out of all people, I should've expected this.
I should've limited their time together. I should've been there more for Y/N. I know this all started because of me. To be fair, I thought she needed more space. I guess she needed less.
My phone started to light up. Y/N just texted me to see if I'm alright.
I scoffed to myself. Three months for her to ask how I'm doing.
I feel like shit- I mean crap. I'm the bad guy and the victim at the same time. This is all so conflicting.
It seems like Tony now wants to be friends after what he did to me.
I was walking to the elevator to go to my floor and heard Tony cursing to himself. He was talking to Y/N, I don't even see the point as to why.
I heard his footsteps come my way. I felt the desperation and sadness in the air. I looked down at the man and saw his distraught face. "What's wrong, Stark?" I asked him.
"Y/N..I tried to make things right! I tried to get her to come see you since you've been in such a vegetative state lately." Tony said, "I'm sorry."
"Stop apologizing. It's been three months and it's annoying." I went in the elevator and hit the close button. The doors started to close then stopped, I looked at Tony as his foot stopped it. I rolled my eyes. "Don't you get it? Leave me alone."
"Steve, just listen." Tony said.
"Leave." I looked at him and started to glare.
Loki chuckled softly and walked off, he always appeared at the wrong time. Maybe he could be a possible candidate for the possible father of Y/N's baby.
"Not a chance." Loki looked at me then walked away.
I rolled my eyes and waited for the elevator to bring me to my floor.
I got a text, from Y/N. I opened it and saw a picture of a sonogram with the caption 'It's a boy.'
I smiled softly, I didn't realize was smiling until I looked away. I always wanted a son. I frowned softly when I realized that it may not even be my son.
I noticed how Tony has been helping Y/N out lately. She started to show her face more, it's a bit of a relief to see she didn't do anything destructive.
She's slowly made her way back into the tower. She's been embarrassed to show her face around Nat and Clint. Nat gave her a little talk then they went back to being friends and Clint was disappointed in her but he couldn't stay disappointed in her forever.
I walked into Tony's lab and saw Y/N sitting there suggesting baby names with Tony. I looked over at her. She looked up at me and smiled softly.
"Hey Steve." She smiled softly. "I have some news that I wanted to share with the both of you." She held out a manila folder with some papers inside.
"Is that the test results?" I asked her, she took a non-invasive paternity test so we didn't have to wait so long to see who the father was. She could've taken it at 7 weeks but as she mentioned recently, she was scared snd finally worked up the courage to go ahead and get it over with.
I nodded as Steve asked me about the papers that were inside the folder. The tension grew in the air. I knew Tony wanted it to be his baby and I knew that Steve wanted it to be his baby as well.
I would want it to be Tony because I know Tony's gonna show the kid love and he's going to try his best and pass on his 'legacy'. At the same time I want the baby to be Steve because Steve is such a gentle, patient, and caring person and I know he's going to be a great father someday.
I took a deep breath, a tear rolled down my eye, I looked at the result. "Steve..." I started to cry even more.
Steve walked towards me, concerned. "Y/N, It's okay."
"Steve. It's your baby. You're going to have a son." I sniffled.
Steve smiled and hugged me carefully and kissed my forehead, I hugged him tightly and buried my face in his chest, maybe we could potentially work on our relationship now.
I pulled away from the hug and looked at Tony who looked a bit sad. "Tony, you can always play with him and teach him about Iron Man and things like that.." I walked over to him and rubbed his back.
"It's not the same. What if I never have kids?" Tony asked dramatically, clearly he's had many false allegations about paternity and pregnancy scares before.
"D-Don't you have a teenage son?" I asked him.
"It's not the same." Tony said dramatically and went back to working.
"You can hold him when he gets here." I whispered in his ear.
Tony smiled softly, Steve heard what I said, "N-No."
"He's not going to drop him." I said.
"You don't know that." Steve said.
"Fantastic." I said while walking out of the room. I started to think to myself.
'I could've kept all of this a secret and Steve never would've known..' I bit my lip and went to pour myself juice.
"I agree." Loki said as he got off of the couch and out his book down.
I jumped and juice splattered a bit.
"Oops." He said emotionless. He smirked softly, "Why'd you doubt yourself? You really could have kept it all to yourself and continued your fun."
"Go away." I looked at my friend.
"Congratulations. You know some people consider pregnancy a disease?" Loki asked.
"You're a disease." I mumbled.
"You were having sex with a walking disease." Loki smirked as he mentioned Tony and ate a grape.
"That's a fake grape." I looked at him.
He spit it out then looked at me. "I-I knew that."
I smirked softly and rose a brow.
"You're mean." He stuck out his tongue and walked away to go finish his book.
I chuckled softly then looked at Steve. "Is Tony okay?"
"Yeah. He's a bit relieved. He wanted the baby to be his but he says he's free from responsibility." Steve said.
"He's going back to being a hoe I assume?" I chuckled softly.
"Hell yeah!" Tony said while grabbing his car keys.
Steve and I were dating again. We were taking things slower. He was a great father and was there almost everyday for the first year of Alexander's life. He was definitely there for Alexander's first milestones and even taught Alex how to walk.
Sometimes Steve would stay the night when Alexander cried for him to stay. When Alexander turned two, Steve moved in and we've been almost a normal family ever since.
Alexander looked exactly like Steve but acted exactly like Tony. I let Tony babysit Alexander often, I knew Tony's personality was starting to rub off on my child, I let it slide, Tony acted a lot like a toddler so this was normal.
"What do you want for lunch?" I asked Alexander.
"Scotch." The child said and started to giggle.
Steve looked up from his laptop and looked at our son then at me for my reaction.
"I think it's officially time we talk to Tony." I tried my best not to laugh.
