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"Bucky!", Ophelia yells from their en-suite. He runs upstairs, forgetting about the food he's left on the stove. The panic threaded in her voice was too much, sending him into a frenzy. Plus, she never called him that when it was just them two.
"What? Philly, is everything okay? Wha-what's happening?", he rushes out, breathing heavy as he opens the door.
Ophelia turns, standing in unbuttoned jeans and a bra, for she was standing in front of the mirror. "Do you think I'm showing already?"
Bucky sighs in relief, making her frown as she now stands so that she checks her side in the mirror. "James, it's a genuine question. Do I have a bump already?", resting her head on his chest as he moves behind her, trying to see from her perspective.
"Maybe-" "What do you mean maybe?!", she nearly shrieks, looking down at her stomach in fright.
"Maybe it's not such a bad thing-" "I'm only 10 weeks along! I'm not supposed to be showing!"
He just shushes her, looking like she was about to burst into tears. "I don't want to go to work if I'm showing already. I'm not ready for the whole world to know we're having a baby."
"Hey, don't worry. Even if you are, you can't see anyway. You've just been staring at it so long that you think it's there. The scrubs are baggy, and you look sexy in them. Just ask Hawthorne-", and with that comment, she laughs as she swats his arm.
"Can we order in tonight? I've barely been up an hour and I'm exhausted already", she sighs as Bucky runs his hand over her stomach. He was still in actual amazement at the pregnancy.
"Sure. What do you fancy bub?", leaning down to speak to Ophelia's stomach. She rolls her eyes, a small smile forming on her lips as he presses his ear there. Since that day she presented him the positive test, he's always having these little conversations.
"Mhmmm? Oh. Really? You sure? Yes, yes. Oh, mhmm. Brilliant-" "Have you guys decided yet?"
"Bub wants Chinese, and says Peter will pay", he grins upwards.
"Peter's all the way in New York-"
"Bub suggests PayPal", he muses.
"Bub has to choose something else, it's been giving me heartburn-"
"What did I say about calling the baby it?", he scowls, about to berate her.
"Chinese, Chinese takeaway has been giving me heartburn", she interrupts.
"Oh, fuck, I'm burning the pancakes!", he says, standing up and rushing out again. Ophelia laughs, but then groans in annoyance as she can hardly button up her jeans without a struggle.
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"Hey, congrats Bucky!", Finch calls him over in the locker room.
"Uh, thanks?", he replies, tugging down his scrub shirt. "Wh-why are you congratulating me?"
"Oh, we just bumped into Philly-", another girl jumps in.
"You mean Ophelia. Don't call her that again", he grumbles.
"Okay, well we bumped into Ophelia. Bumped, you get it?", Finch wiggles her brows.
Bucky gasps a little. "Finch, how do you know?", striding towards her quickly.
"I mean we saw her and guessed. She was . . . were we not supposed to say anything?", she whispers, looking around frantically. "I'm so sorry, I-I-I didn't mean to-"
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Never Enough | Bucky Barnes X OC
Fanfiction"Come on. Just one day?" Ophelia pleads with him. "You'll embarrass me", Bucky grumbles. He was trying to settle in and make friends, not have a date in his work place. "Breaking my heart over here, Barnes", she sighs, hoping her saddened demeanour...