Bucky Barnes imagines

Emotions

A/N- Sam is y/n's brother by the way so if Sam acts a little bit to defensive or rude it's because they are siblings and normally y/n would defend herself since they always argue but because of her emotions being out of control all she does is cry.
- And Sam kinda forgets that she is pregnant.

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"Anytime someone tells me I can't do something I want to do it more."
-Taylor Swift

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Y/N Barnes' POV:

I'm hungry, I want food.

I look up at my husband of 3 years to see that he has his full attention on the tv and not me.

He has his arm around me his hand resting on my growing bump as his eyes are completely focused on the glowing screen.

"Buck." I called tapping his thigh.

"Hm." He hummed looking down at me.

"I'm hungry." I pouted.

"Y/n I just gave you the rest of my sandwich 5 minutes ago." He sighed.

"But I want food." I whined my bottom lip trembling. Bucky's eyes widened as he saw that I was about to cry. "Wait no don't cry, let's go get something to eat c'mon." He said helping me of the couch as we both walked to the kitchen hand in hand.

When we entered the kitchen Sam, Steve and Wanda was already in there. Wanda was cooking something while Sam and Steve looked like they were having a conversation.

Sam saw us enter and looked at Bucky and then me knowing I've come back for more food.

"Don't do that sam." I snapped.

"Do what? I never did anything." He snapped back confusion taking over his face.

"That! Don't look at me like that." I shouted.

"Here we go." Wanda muttered.

"Am I too fat. Is that why your staring." I mumbled.

"What? I didn't-"

"Buck, Sam thinks I'm fat." I whimpered turning around and sobbing into bucky's chest holding him tight.

"Oh my..." Bucky groaned. "Do you see what you did." He scolded wrapping his arms around me and rubbing my back trying to stop my crying.

"I never even said anything to her, I didn't even look at her so technically she called her own self fat." Sam argued trying to defend himself but failing horribly.

"You just made the whole situation worse." Steve sighed, rolling his eyes.

"I told you I was fat." I cried gripping Bucky's shirt sobbing even harder. "Shhh, no your not don't listen to him." He soothed sitting on one of the dining room chairs and pulling me so I sat on his lap.

"Y/n I'm not into your emotional ass today-"

"Sam." Steve warns.

"What shes crying for no reason acting like an attentions seeker for what." He bickered. "Ow. Why did you through a carrot at me." He groaned rubbing his head.

"Because she's pregnant with your niece or nephew stupid ass." Wanda shouted.

"Oh." Sam muttered his mouth making an 'o' shape.

"Yeah 'oh' now apologise you dumb fuck before I beat the fuck out of you." Bucky growled glaring daggers at Sam.

"Y/n I'm sorry-"

"No point trying to apologise now." Bucky glared.

"Why?" Sam questioned.

"Because she cried her self to sleep idiot." Steve explained.

"Oh." Sam whispered looking at your sleeping figure holding on to Bucky like your life depended on it and your tear stained cheeks.

"Mhm." Bucky hummed standing up from the chair with you in his arms and carrying you to the living room.

"If only you kept your mouth shut Sam." Wanda tutted.

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| A/N- alright this imagine was so damn confusing like I don't know why but I just don't like it. Im probably gonna delete it but oh well. |