Soulmates

DNA Doesn't Matter

"What're we gonna name them sweetheart?" Steve asks. You had already planned out the names, but now that it was two boys, instead of a boy and a girl, your names got messed up.

But you loved that you had two sons. It made it easier. Easier for you to name them after Steve and Bucky. "Steven Grant Rogers-Barnes and James Buchanan Rogers-Barnes." You say with a smile on your face, looking at your baby boys.

"Which one is which?" Bucky asks. You could tell which baby was Steve's and which one was Buckys by the way they looked. One had blonde hair and sky blue eyes and one had brown hair and ocean blue eyes. So you wanted to change it up.

"We can already tell which baby is which, one is blonde one is brunette..." you start. "But they're both our babies." Steve says. "DNA doesn't matter." Bucky says.

"I know that. So I want to name our blonde baby boy after buck and our brown haired baby boy after Steve." You say. They both smile at you and look at the babies. "I love that." Bucky says. "We both got what we wanted..." Steve says.

"You did. You each got a baby boy named after the other. I know I said no more knocking me up, but I know you're both gonna want a little princess, so after the wedding feel free to knock me up again."

"Mmm...I can't promise we can wait until after the wedding to knock you up again." Bucky says. "You're gonna have to. The wedding is in two months so we're gonna wait til then. I need to heal." You say laughing.

"I guess Buck and I will have to get each other off until the wedding..." Steve says. "I'm doing you both a favor. I need to tighten back up. I just pushed out two watermelons." You say.

"Don't care. You feel good no matter what." Bucky says. "But. You want to wait until the wedding and you need to heal. So that's what we're gonna do." Steve says.

You looked at Steve and Bucky and you looked at your twins. You loved them. You loved Steve and Bucky. You loved your baby boys. You loved your family. You were overwhelmed with joy.

You loved how Steve and Bucky wouldn't leave your side. How protective they were over you and over the babies. How both of them refused to give up a chance of holding a baby. How they cradled their sons in their arms and held them like their life depended on it.

How they looked at their sons like they were the most precious things in the world because they were. But most of all you loved how despite you being able to tell who's baby belonged to who, they looked at both babies equally. And you fell even more in love with them and didn't even know how it was possible.