right person, wrong time

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A/N: words: 2026. HEY. LONG TIME NO SEE. jk, its only been a day, i am a god, slayed. thought i'd make up for all the days a missed. anywho, 2 CHAPTER LEFT GUYS. anyway, enjoy!

"So is Bucky our uncle, Sam?" Bucky left 3 days ago. And this question haven't come up. So the fact that Sam chocked on his pancakes when Cass asked the question was pretty reasonable. Sarah was no help, she was quietly laughing into her orange juice. Sam realized he was alone in this conversation. Well, as soon as he could properly eat this pancake.

"Uh, what?" Sam asked, his eyes going from Cass to Sarah. He could answer this two ways. One way, the safer way, is to answer it maturely, how an adult would. The way Sam was leaving towards was more of what he was feeling. Panic and confusion.

"I mean- what?" Sam repeated.

"Well, it's just that, he seemed to really like us."

"And you." AJ added, eager to add to the conversation. Sam sighed, realizing there was no way out of this, and no help from his delightful sister.

"So, okay, yes, um, me and Bucky are friends, but he's not your uncle."

They almost looked surprised, or disappointed, Sam couldn't tell. "It seemed like you guys really liked each other, is all we're saying." It seemed that Cass was not done with the conversation, but Sarah was done stifling her laughter. She ended up leaving the table.

"Your mother finds this very amusing." Sam grumbled, loud enough for the two boys to hear and laugh at. What a fantastic way to start the day.

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Sam: I hate you

Buck: ouch

Sam: the kids think you're their uncle

Buck: oh?

Sam: yeah

Buck: I'll swing by tomorrow

Sam: huh

Buck: I'm coming by tomorrow, get your couch ready

"Oh god what have I started?" Sam muttered. It was yesterday when Cass and AJ thought Bucky was their uncle, and Sam was working with Torres on finding Karli the rest of the day. But Sam was home, finally, and he thought it'd be funny to see Bucky's reaction. He did not anticipate Bucky inviting himself over.

Buck: that okay, yeah?

Sam shook his head. Dear god Bucky. Did he forget their last interaction? Why wouldn't it be?

Sam: course it is Buck

Good god, Sam was so gone.

"Hey, Sar?" Sam called out from his makeshift office, and Sarah poked her head in the doorway.

"Yeah?"

"Guess who's coming back for another visit." Sam said with faux enthusiasm. Sarah rolled her eyes, and for a second, Sam thought she was upset.

"Just get married already, dear lord."

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"Hey, Buck." Sam greeted with a wave at the front door, the net day around 11:30 in the morning Bucky grinned at him, his eyes crinkling up, and he waved back. "You didn't have to come back here, you know." Sam added, and the older man waved him off.

"Nah, if the boys are missing their favourite uncle-"

"Don't even." Sam said sharply, and Bucky chuckled. "You may have a metal arm, but I can cook, and I'm Captain America." The words took a minute to set in for Sam, but Bucky's face lit up even more, if it was even possible. He walked up the steps of the porch, clapping Sam on the shoulder.

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