BuckyNat fluff prompt AU: James and Natasha will become parents and Bucky tries to keep up with her cravings. (Just a rubbish idea about disgusting combinations of food.) Later scene when the kid is there: Nat says to Bucky "Told ya, she/he was worth all the weirdness I made you go through."
This was fun to write! I hope that you enjoy it!
Bucky grumbled loudly as he rummaged through the kitchen cabinets. There was already a disgusting combination of foods in his arms (strawberries, peanut butter, a jar of pickles) and he was searching for the last terrible item that the love of his life demanded he get up to get at two in the morning. He had taken to replacing Natasha’s name with “The love of my life” in his mind whenever she bothered him after midnight for food cravings to remind himself why he should be indulging the mad woman that shared his bed and it was a mantra he leaned in hard. The combination of foods he had currently was enough to make most people sick all at once and yet someone, the demon in his bed wanted more still.
He rested his head against the wall and asked, “Jarvis? Where are the… fuck, what did she want?” It was too early in the morning for this kinda complicated confusion.
“The twinkles that Miss Romanov requested are in the cabinet to your left.” Jarvis answered.
“Thanks,” Bucky grumbled. He wasn’t certain if it came out as actual words or just a tired grumble. He was too exhausted to care one way or the other though. He looked through the cabinet, grabbing the entire box, and retreating to him room.
He ran into the side of the door when he’d been walking with his eyes closed without realizing it. His muffled swearing preceded him into the room.
“Are you okay?” Natasha asked.
He was not okay! He was sooo far from okay. He was a half second from saying so when she turned on the lights and sat up, allowing him to see the roundness of her stomach beneath the blanket. He took a deep breath and attempted to smiler at the love of his life. “I’m fine. He’s your bad decision.”
She frowned at him. “It’s not my decision,” She stressed. “It’s your babies.”
He grumbled as he deposited the items on the nightstand beside her and then fell face first onto the bed. She pulled her legs up so that he didn’t fall on them, then rearranged the blanket to rest her legs over him.
“She’ll be worth the madness once she’s born,” Natasha stressed.
Bucky made an incoherent sound of displeasure. He wasn’t sure if it was meant to be disagreement or just general complaint.
She reached down to pat his head as she combined three of the items to stuff into her mouth all at once. Bucky closed his eyes and refused to watch this alien creature eat.
The next time the love of his life sent him on a mission to the kitchen, he ran into Tony. Literally. Bucky’s head was down and his eyes were closed due to still being half awake, Tony was probably on a coffee run and acting as a zombie until he got his next fix, and their foreheads collided rather hard.
“Fuck!” Bucky didn’t even know which one of them swore.
The lights brightened in the room and Jarvis’ polite but snarky voice played through the speakers. “Watch your step, sirs.”
“A little late on the warning there, buddy.” Tony said, rubbing his forehead as he trudged over to the coffee machine. “What are you doing here, Barnes? It’s like… What time is it Jarvis?”
“Four in the morning, sir.”
“It’s four in the morning,” Tony repeated.
Bucky repeated his mission in a mumble. “The love of my life wants celery and jam.”
Tony blanched. “That is disgusting. Jarvis, tell him that’s disgusting.”
“Sir, it is perfectly naturally for a person who is–”
“No, no!” Tony said, waving his hand in the air as if to ward off the words. “Don’t tell him that. God, why did I even program you?”
Bucky was still standing in the same place. He came to realization rather belatedly and by the time he did, Tony had already opened the fridge, retried the desires items, and was shoving them into his arms.
“You need some sleep,” Tony told him.
“The love of my life wants–” Bucky began to repeat his rehearsed lines, but Tony grabbed him by the shoulders and spun him around.
“Tell the love of your life to let you get some sleep,” Tony said. He pushed Bucky out of the room and he swore he didn’t see anything until he was sitting on the bed.
“Thanks,” Natasha said as she took the items out of his arms.
“The love of my life will let me sleep?” He asked. He was running on autopilot, not even aware of what he was saying.
She smiled at him, gently pushing him back onto the bed and covering him with a blanket. “The love of your life will let you sleep,” She told him gently. She kissed him on his forehead. “It will all be worth it, you know.”
He made a noise, he was sure what kind, and he rolled over so that his head was pressed into her leg as she sat up to eat.
“Of course,” Bucky said with a laugh as he held Natasha close. She was sweaty and panting and beautiful and he smiled at her as she cradled their daughter. “Of course she would be born at three in the morning.”
Natasha smiled at him. “And how do you feel?” She asked.
“She’s perfect,” He said.
“I told you all those late nights would be worth it,” She said.
“You were right,” He told her, pressing a kiss to Natasha’s head.
