Bucky Barnes: The love of my life

"Your face is gonna get stuck like that"

Your POV:

A month after my surgery and James still hasn't stopped babying me. I appreciated it the first week or two but now I want to kill him. He won't even have sex with me because he thinks it'll hurt me. We're going to the OB today to get the gender for Wanda and Steve to throw us the gender reveal party. "James, baby I am begging you. A quickie before we go to the OB, please. I'm so horny and my hormones are all over the place and I'm okay and I NEED YOU!" He starts laughing and I get so mad I start to cry. "Aww," he comes over and sits next to me on the bed, pulling me into his arms, "I'm sorry babe. How about I do something for you, without us having sex. Because I'm still afraid of hurting you."

I sniffle and bring me head up to look him in the eyes. "Okay." I nod and he kisses me. "I can't." He giggles after he kisses me, my jaw drops and I start crying again. "Why?" I whine. "Because, you're so emotional, I love you and I love making love with you, but I can't, if you start crying during sex them I'm going to cry. And there's a 98% chance you will." I cross my arms and pout like a toddler. "Fine." I mumble and crawl up into the bed, burying my face in his pillow and groaning in frustration. He laughs and lays next to me.

He pulls me on-top of him and I have to lay at an angle because of my baby bump. "I don't wike it." He tries to keep a straight face as he's pouting back at me but I can see the light in his eyes and it makes me want to smack him. "I'm sorry you don't wike it baby, but you're too emotional, And the way we have sex," he pauses and gets lost in his thoughts, smirking, he finally draws himself out of his thoughts, "uh- anyway, uhm yea, no I forgot what I was going to say." He laughs and i scowl at him.

"Stop looking at me like that. Your face is gonna get stuck like that." He thinks this is hilarious, and I swear I'm gonna hit him. I get out of bed and start to get dressed but he swoops in and helps me. "I can do it!" I whine. "I don't care, you don't have to." He says sternly, finishing dressing me.

Out of nowhere Allie comes into the room followed by Steve. He's had her most of the time since my surgery. "Hey, I just wanted to see how you two are doing. And Allie wanted to say hi." I look at Bucky and he's smiling again. "We're okay," he gestures to me, "she's being a brat because I keep helping her with stuff and won't have sex with her." They both chuckle but I have straight up resting bitch face. He looks away from Steve and stares at me, but I refuse to look at him. He puts his right hand on my chin and lift it to look at him. The second my eyes meet his ocean blue eyes I melt. "I love you." He smiles when he sees my anger fade away. "I love you too. I'm sorry I'm being mean, but I can do stuff by myself too." He nods and his mouth transfers into a closed smile.

"You guys are sickening," I forgot Steve was here, "but adorable. Anyway, when you get back from the appointment since you're going to have to get Allie anyway, you can give me the envelope with the gender in it and I'll take it to Wanda so we can finish planning the reveal. It's going to be next Saturday."

I get so excited, I can't wait to see if it's a boy or a girl. "Thank you for doing this for us, I'll tell Wanda thank you too, but it means a lot, we want to be surprised about the baby's gender in some sort of way but we also can't wait til birth because we have to buy clothes and set up the nursery."

"Of course, it's the least I can do. You might call the baby your little soldier but you're one too. I don't think I'd be able to carry a child," he laughs and his eyes float to my belly, "are you feeling kicks yet?"

"No not yet, I finished my first trimester two weeks ago, I should be feeling some soon, it's averaged 16-20 weeks so between month 4 and 5ish." James reaches his hand over and rests it on my belly. I laugh and now I have to pee. "Fuck, I'll be back I have to pee. Can you start the car babe? It's chilly out."

"Yea."

He walks out with Steve, they continue to talk. It's weird seeing them go back to normal after that day they had together, but maybe that's really all they needed. A day. I go to the bathroom and go out to the car. When we get to the hospital to see my OB it's a 15 minute wait, then we go in.

They do an external infrasound this time. The jelly is extremely cold on my stomach. I flinch when it first goes on. "Are you ok?" James is holding my hand, his prosthetic is resting by my head on the exam table. "Yea it was just cold," I smile and nod assuring him I'm fine. I'm nervous. I had a follow up ultrasound two weeks after my surgery but the didn't let us hear the baby's heartbeat so it wasn't reassuring.

She places the wand on my abdomen and moves it around. I hear the heartbeat on the monitor and I let out a breath, I hadn't realized I wasn't breathing. James hadn't been either. We looked at each other and we were near tears. "That's our little soldier." He chuckles. The OB looks at us and smiles. She checks the ultrasound and prints a few pictures of it for us and wipes the jelly off my stomach.

"Everything looks great, you should start to feel the baby kick soon. I discovered the gender, here's the envelope with it written on a paper inside of it. I'll see you again in about 3 weeks. If you need anything, just call and we'll set up another appointment."

We thank her and leave. When we get back home we give Steve the envelope and go back to our room with Allie.